A local artist here in Monroe, friend of a friend, also went to Africa this summer. Just found out she is having an art show tonight to benefit her "children" in Africa. Looks like it will be fun times! Gotta support our "kiddos."
Can't wait to go. Is it 5 o'clock yet!?
Dancing in His Grace
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Back in West Monroe...
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Dear Dallas...
Im realizing this is going to be harder than I thought.
Leaving you is not going to be easy.
We've gotten so close and you've crept in
You've wrapped yourself around my heart.
Here all this time I claimed no home.
And here you are exposing these roots.
Here I am wondering what to do...
Leaving you is not going to be easy.
We've gotten so close and you've crept in
You've wrapped yourself around my heart.
Here all this time I claimed no home.
And here you are exposing these roots.
Here I am wondering what to do...
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
In the atmosphere...
In this atmosphere You are found
Bigger than all circumstance
High above all fear and regret
High enough these chains are broken
In the clouds of Your sweet assurance
In this atmosphere You are found
Noone else matters
High above their opinions are lost and fade away
All I hear is your sweet refrain...
"Be still," my dear
In this atmosphere You are found
High above - all I hear is You
Though the storms and rain fall below
High above I have no fear
Though I must go
It's in this atmosphere that I find my strength
To take my cross with confident hope...
That you aren't just in this atmosphere
You are a fire in my bones
...So I will just leave this doubt up here...
Bigger than all circumstance
High above all fear and regret
High enough these chains are broken
In the clouds of Your sweet assurance
In this atmosphere You are found
Noone else matters
High above their opinions are lost and fade away
All I hear is your sweet refrain...
"Be still," my dear
In this atmosphere You are found
High above - all I hear is You
Though the storms and rain fall below
High above I have no fear
Though I must go
It's in this atmosphere that I find my strength
To take my cross with confident hope...
That you aren't just in this atmosphere
You are a fire in my bones
...So I will just leave this doubt up here...
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