That Day

Natalie Imbruglia
» That Day (Moment Of Clarity)

That day, that day
What a mess what a marvel
I walked into that cloud again
And I lost myself
And I'm sad, sad, sad
Small, alone, scared
Craving purity
A fragile mind and
A gentle spirit
That day, that day
What a marvellous mess
This is all that I can do
I'm done to be me
Sad, scared, small, alone, beautiful
It's supposed to be like this
I accept everything
It's supposed to be like this

That day, that day
I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness
Scared, small, climbing, crawling
Towards the light
And it's all I see and
I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong
And it's beautiful

That day that day
What a mess
What a marvel
We're all the same
And no one thinks so
And it's okay
And I'm small
And I'm divine
And it's beautiful
And it's coming
But it's already here
And it's absolutely perfect

That day, that day
When everything was a mess
And everything was in place
And there's too much hurt
Sad, small, scared, alone
And everyone's a cynic
And it's hard and it's sweet
But it's supposed
To be like this

That day, that day
When I sat in the sun
And I thought and I cried
'Cause I'm sad, scared, small
Alone, strong
And I'm nothing
And I'm true
Only a brave man
Can break through
And it's all okay
Yeah, it's okay


I heard this song the other day on the way to the grocery store and thought that I've had "That Day" before. No, I'm not divine, to say the least...but the way these words and thoughts tumble on top of each other is much the way those days are experienced in my mind-the clarity of beauty seen through the eyes of pain.

To be able to say with all certainty that I can know what reality is would be bold..but to say that I can be honest with what I see within my limited vision of the moment is where I am. Where I am is not a statement of where I will be in the next moment or in 30 years, it is not a label for who I am, it is simply admitting the reality that stated or not, is the truth. Hard, wrong, right, whatever..(ever thought that if you don't say it, it isn't true) That I am here now, inviting a holy engaged God to move me on or use me there...in His time, in HIS time. And within the times- seemingly windless,Spiritless, moments that sometimes ensue..The Waiting...the grace of God experienced within, and without, through the patience of others comfortable with the flawed me..I can see the supernatural changes that come in my vision quite without my involvement...Eyes on your Creator, eyes on your Creator, prone to wandering one.

"There are times when you can't understand why you cannot do what you want to do. When God brings a time of waiting, and appears to be unresponsive, don't fill it with busyness, just wait. The time of waiting may come to teach you the meaning of sanctification-to be set apart from sin and made holy-or it may come after the process of sanctification has begun to teach you what service means. Never run before God gives you His direction. If you have the slightest doubt than He is not guiding. Whenever there is doubt, wait." My Utmost for His Highest, special updated edition, Oswald Chambers, Jan. 4

"No matter what changes God has performed in you never rely on them. Build only on a Person, the Lord Jesus Christ, and on the Spirit He gives...When we come to the end of ourselves, not just mentally, but completely, we are able to "Receive the Holy Spirit" the idea is that of invasion. There is now only One who directs the course of your life, the Lord Jesus Christ." My Utmost for His Highest, Jan. 5

With you, crawling towards the Light amongst the messy beauty of the life He created.