Big Ole Pile…. That’s me!! by DanA
In this world, there’s a catch pen, a congregation of cows,
and behind the fence, these cows walk slow but sure.
And gradually over time, and it don’t take that long,
this ground gets covered, with manure.
How the manure piles develop, why they congregate here,
that’s something I aint quite figured out.
Yet it’s reminds me of me, and my very own life.
So here’s what this story is about.
See you got to understand. I was low down and stankin’.
The cleanest name I could be called was manure.
Twasn’t the best of situatons, wasn’t my plan or idea,
I didn’t want this for my life, that’s for sure.
Stuck on that stomped ground, gettin’ crusty on top,
I stared straight into the bright morning light.
And there on the fence, nailed to a fence post,
was this man with his arms stretched out tight.
Jesus Christ I yelled! caused it scared me so,
that’s just something that I shouldn’t see.
Cause remember where I am? Right there, close to the middle,
see right there, yep that big ole pile of…. that’s me.
What I’m seeing can’t be, my eyes must be lyin’,
my heart says its real …. What’s this about?
I didn’t know what to do, didn’t know quite what to say.
Lord Help me!!… was all that came out.
That’s all that it took, cause He reached out, picked me up,
and from there began my new journey.
Cause remember where I am! Right there in His Hands
see right there, that big ole pile, that’s me.
The Son of God grabbed me, and with His perfect touch,
His Spirit molded in me, through and through.
Old things past away, all things became new.
God planted seeds, and watered and things grew!
From a heaping pile of nothing, comes new life and new meaning
Shucks, a song is now placed in my heart.
My Saviour saw fit, to come pick me up,
this organic mess, now has a new start.
His flowers now grow, from His seeds and His water.
From inside, God’s love sprouted out.
All you big piles out there, who’s lives have been changed…
you know what I’m talking about.
I’ve been changed By His love. I really can’t explain it.
You’ll agree ,that it’s still, a mystery.
Didn’t recognize me! Why, here I am, sproutin all of them flowers? 
Thank you Lord! God’s Glory! That’s me!!
