Windows of Stained Glass - © Craig M. Tappa 2011 - All Rights Expressly Reserved

Some time ago, as I looked at the stained glass windows of a local church, I imagined the light shining through to represent Christ and the glass to represent our troubled world.  The beauty of it is that Christ's light will always shine through.

In a crowded room I stand alone
I feel so out of place away from home
In a world of chaos, a world of fear
I'm so far away and yet so near 

Yet amongst the pain, I know the good Lord's name
His light shines through the windows of stained glass
Though the clouds may block the Son
And though they think they've won
His light shines through the windows of stained glass

In the rush hour traffic of life we live
It's not what we take, but what we give
I just want the truth, instead of lies
To seek out the humble and the wise

If they just walk towards him and only hear
Then they might awaken and shed a tear
But it's the sign of the times to turn away
We won't believe in myths, that what they say