He Ain't the Leavin Kind
Posted by
April
on Monday, December 31, 2007
They tried their best to drag him out
of a courthouse down in Montgomery
And now they wanna kick him out of school
And take him off our money
They can take those words off of
Paper and stone
But he ain't gone, no
Chorus:
He ain't the leavin' kind
He'd never walk away
Even from those who don't believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain't the leavin' kind
She stayed mad at him for a lot of years
For takin' her husband
Started losin' her faith
And thinkin' that her life meant nothin'
But when she looks at those kids she raised all by herself
She knows she had some help, yeah
She knows
Repeat Chorus
No matter what you do
No matter where you go
He's always right there with you
Even from those you don't believe
And wanna leave him behind
He ain't the leavin' kind
No, no
He ain't the leavin' kind
He ain't the leavin' kind
Woo, woo
He ain't the leavin' kind
For some reason, this song makes me get chills. This song makes me sob a little. I can't explain it. The lyrics aren't very poetic, it probably didn't take very much inmagination to write this song, but for some strange reason, I hear this song and I shutter. The feeling that comes over me, is sometimes the only reason I believe that God exists. The longer between times I spend with God, the stronger this feeling is. When I was younger, I told my mom that I didn't know what the Holy Spirit actually did. She asked me if I ever felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck, or goose bumps appear on my arms when hearing a song or a story about God. I told her that I did, and she said, "To me, that's the Holy Spirit." I've decided that I believe this, but maybe my ideas of the Holy Spirit go a little bit further. I believe that God is up in heaven, with Jesus. He chooses to stay up there until the end of time. But the Holy Spirit acts as the intercessor who goes anywhere and who knows all of our needs, hopes, and dreams. It is what communicates with God about our needs. Others will disagree, but this is what makes the most sense to me.
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