The feeling of Church on Sunday and hell bound by Monday has become to familiar.
The idea of being in love with Christ is a dream in which, one day I'll have.
One day seems to be the excuse of the hour.
One day, I'll be ready for that.
One day, I'll live my life on fire for the Lord
and One day, I'll change the world for Him.
Well, one day is passing me by.
My one day will never come if I don't lose the excuses.
My life will never be the one day i want if I don't take action.
It won't come until I decide to rise above my excuses
So today has now become my one day.
Today is where it begins and the excuses will end.