one of my favorites...

There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.


i just love annie dillard.

Saturday Soundtrack

Very Merry Christmas: Dave Barnes

We Gather Together...

Today I get to spend time with my favorite people on earth... my family. Each year, even though we have all grown up, almost all of us married and most all of us with kids... we still get together, and there is still a kids table. As I sit here typing this, I hear my mom softly humming the old hymn, We Gather Together. It is my hope that today you feel utterly blessed beyond belief in whatever the Lord has given you. Happy Thanksgiving!

We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing;
He chastens and hastens His will to make known.
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing.
Sing praises to His Name; He forgets not His own.

Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining,
Ordaining, maintaining His kingdom divine;
So from the beginning the fight we were winning;
Thou, Lord, were at our side, all glory be Thine!

We all do extol Thee, Thou Leader triumphant,
And pray that Thou still our Defender will be.
Let Thy congregation escape tribulation;
Thy Name be ever praised! O Lord, make us free!

it's time...

They Have My Heart.

Saturday Soundtrack

Haste Make / Hard Hearted Stranger : Mandolin Orange

Books I Am Reading...

what's been off your shelf lately?

Incredible...

House Show

A little more than two weeks ago, my good friend Krista hosted a house show in her living room. There, for the first time, I heard the gentle voice of Ty Maxon. Krista had always told me how talented he was, but finally I understood what she meant. I think you will really enjoy what you hear. Ty has been a friend of Krista's for quite sometime. He writes beautiful melodies and lyrics. Pay attention to the details, and enjoy.

one of my favorites...

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find.

I bring him apples and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes

And I only say hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I want to see him

She removes him like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I want to free him

Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It's second hand

But I'll listen to his questions
I'll give my answers when they're found
He says she keeps him guessing
But I know she keeps him down

She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances
I don't believe her

Tomorrow he will come to me
And he'll speak his sorrow endlessly and ask me why
Why can't I leave her?

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find

My Portion

This I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness. The LORD is my portion, says my soul, therefore I will hope in Him. The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, to the soul who seeks Him... For the LORD will not cast off forever, but, though he cause grief, he will have compassion according to the abundance of His steadfast love... You have taken up my cause O LORD, you have redeemed my life.

Lamentations 3: 21-25, 31-32, 58

Mr. Stewart.

Just one more reason why no one can touch you James.

Millie

Spent most of tonight enjoying this little ham...

Safe Haven

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