We've all done it

Been convicted

Crying to "Casting Crowns"

Truth hitting us in the face.

When the tears are dry,

Your face no longer burning

When your heart is not so soft

Will you still move?

You cry for change

only on Sunday

In conviction you weep

Then forget through the week.

Who are WE to live for ourselves?!

God tells us to move

And we feel uncomfortable

So we opt not to move

Don't say amen

If you're not willing

To prove you agree

With your life

Conviction begs action

A stirring to change

To be transformed

A call to move.

Don't agree with just your mind and heart

Let your life show it as well.