The House That Built Me...

The House That Built Me~Miranda Lambert


This song is a beautiful remembrance of how we can lose ourselves once we leave home (or perhaps, church/God).

I know they say you can’t go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
But these handprints on the front steps are mine

There's always a comfort when we come back home after being gone so long. The world can be hard on us but our memories of childhood - and the love of God - always warms our souls when we decide to return "home".

Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard

And, the funny thing is, no matter how long we are gone, when we return, it's like we we're never gone...

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

We want so much to find that protection we had once before...

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama’s dream

We want to find the completeness we once had.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could walk around in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me

Sometimes we get lost during our adventures...

You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am


We just want to find ourselves again...

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me


But with God's love - We never have to leave again...