Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Jan Myrdal
“Traveling is not just seeing the new; it is also leaving behind. Not just opening doors; also closing them behind you, never to return. But the place you have left forever is always there for you to see whenever you shut your eyes.”
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I see Grace
I see grace
sealed by your sacrifice
I see love
reaching for me
Precious blood
washes and sanctifies
Healing flows
setting me free
I see grace
sealed by your sacrifice
I see love
reaching for me
Precious blood
washes and sanctifies
Healing flows
setting me free
I see grace
Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Where are you, Compassion?
"I will live, to carry your compassion.
To love a world that is broken,
To be your hands and feet.
I will give, with the life that I've been given,
To go beyond religion,
To see the world be changed,
By the Power of your Name."
Lincoln Brewster
To love a world that is broken,
To be your hands and feet.
I will give, with the life that I've been given,
To go beyond religion,
To see the world be changed,
By the Power of your Name."
Lincoln Brewster
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Delusional Angel
Daydream delusion, limousine lashes,
Oh baby with your pretty face.
Drop a tear in my wine glass,
Look at those big eyes.
See what you mean to me,
Sweet cakes and milkshakes.
I'm a delusional angel,
I'm a fantasy parade.
I want you to know what I think,
Don't want you to guess anymore.
You have no idea where I came from,
We have no idea where we're going.
Lodged in life,
Like branches in a river,
Flowing downstream.
Caught in the current,
I carry you, You'll carry me.
That's how it could be.
Don't you know me?
Don't you know me by now?
Oh baby with your pretty face.
Drop a tear in my wine glass,
Look at those big eyes.
See what you mean to me,
Sweet cakes and milkshakes.
I'm a delusional angel,
I'm a fantasy parade.
I want you to know what I think,
Don't want you to guess anymore.
You have no idea where I came from,
We have no idea where we're going.
Lodged in life,
Like branches in a river,
Flowing downstream.
Caught in the current,
I carry you, You'll carry me.
That's how it could be.
Don't you know me?
Don't you know me by now?
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