A New Favorite...
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sorry the cover is a little blurry...I bought the Jesus Storybook Bible for
the kids this past weekend and they *love* it!! Every story stays true to
scri...
M.I.A - for FOUR months!!
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October was the last time I posted?! *Seriously?! * So many times I would
think...'I'm going to at least let my readers (or reader?) know that I'm
still ...
Assignment #4
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Because my pictures for assignment 3 were kind of lame, I skipped putting
them up, but I have loved doing our week 4 assignment which deals with two
functi...
Gymnastics!
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Let me start by saying that our home PC is on its last leg, guys. It is
currently making noises as if it may wind up and fly away...This is my
excuse for n...
How long can I stay in this nowhere cafe
'Fore night turns into day
I wonder why I'm so frightened of dawn
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
There's a moment when
All old things become new again
But that moment might have come and gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
I look away but I keep seeing it
I don't want to believe but I keep believing it
Shadows dance upon the wall
Shadows that seem to know it all
Am I too blind to see?
Is my heart playing tricks on me?
I'm lost in the crowd, all my tears are gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
Everything I touch seems to disappear
Everywhere I turn you are always here
I'll run this race until my earthly death
I'll defend this place with my dying breath
From a cheerless room in a curtain gloom
I saw a star from heaven fall
I turned and looked again but it was gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
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Poetry Corner
Unless the Lord builds the house,
its builders labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchmen stand guard in vain.
In vain you rise early
and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat--
for He grants sleep to those He loves.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord,
children a reward from Him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their enemies in the gate.
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