Songwriting Saturdays

So...our church had a "songwriting saturday" this past weekend. I have to admit, I was somewhat skeptical (i know, you all are thinking, "Melissa? Skeptical?"). I wasn't sure if it would be cheesy or if any of our talented people would show up or if feedback would be a process of tiptoeing around truth or if we'd all be drained of creative energy and unable to spark anything in such an unspontaneous manner. I was surprised. I really enjoyed myself and left inspired to write more. Someday I will learn to not be so quick to make assumptions or maybe to try things without letting possible random realities stop me.

jesus with skin

I’m hungry tonight
I’m sick I’m alone
Covered in fear but
Chilled to the bone

No name and no story
I’m wordless and plain
My need is my guide
My pleasure, my pain

This is the sorrow
I harbor within
I want a savior
A Jesus with skin

A Jesus with skin
A touch I could feel
True tears that would heal me
A blanket, a meal
Jesus with skin
A family, a friend
God won’t you bring me
Lord won’t you send
Jesus with skin
Jesus with skin


I am unkempt
Unloved and unknown
A stranger, an orphan
No home of my own

My voice is mere silence
My cry is unheard
My loneliness deep
My sickness uncured

This is the sorrow
I harbor within
I need a savior
A Jesus with skin

A Jesus with skin
A touch I could feel
True tears that would heal me
A blanket, a meal
Jesus with skin
A family, a friend
God won’t you bring me
Lord won’t you send
Jesus with skin
Jesus with skin