Have you accepted that diagnosis, are you choosing that old label We are all made in our God's image, I'm quite sure that we are able Able to change and to adjust, if we're willing to transform We've been through so much now, let's let go of that storm Once we've overcome the past, we have a brand new set of keys We are not a diagnosis, we are not our symptoms of dis ease We are sinners, we are saints, we can win and we can lose Each and every day a new chance, that we get the choice to choose Choose to keep on holding on or become willing to let go Anchored to the past, we can't get into the flow It's the little daily shifts that forever change our views Are we a beacon of hope and love or a vessel of bad news Weighed down by our old labels, we loose our choice to choose So let's all take a moment, to be present and just to be Let's find an overcomer and ask if they are willing to share the key The key to the best life of all is to give that life away They say we can't out give the Giver but I say we try today
