It is time that I come back to my roots in writing. I started keeping a journal before I knew how to write, twice even writing on the walls in our old house. I miss writing about the little things in life. I have another journal for the deep things, and we may get deep here too-- we'll see where the words lead me. None-the-less, it's time to look at the little things in life and make note of them.

The little things are most often what make the largest difference.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Tonight's music post

Sometimes we need music. Nothing else will work, will feed that need that we can't quite put our finger on. Or, rather, know exactly where to place our finger yet nothing settles what is unsettled within you. This is where music can come and heal.



This Road by Jars of Clay (click the title to listen)

All heavy laden acquainted with sorrow
may Christ in our marrow, carry us home.
From alabaster come blessings of laughter
A fragrance of passion and joy from the truth

Grant the unbroken tears ever flowing
From hearts of contrition only for You
May sin never hold true that love never broke through
For God's mercy holds us and we are His own

This road that we travel, may it be the straight and narrow
God give us peace and grace from You, all the day
Shelter with fire, our voices we raise still higher
God give us peace and grace from You, all the day through

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