Wednesday, August 22, 2007

wouldnt life be.

Wouldn't life be perfect...

*if sweat pants were sexy...

*if hearts were made unbreakable...

*if Monday mornings were more fun then Fridays...

*if junk food didn't make you fat...

*if hot water didn't run out in the shower...

*if friends didn't cause drama...

*if money grew on trees...

*if boys weren't so confusing...

*if nothing was regrettable...

& *if goodbyes...were only till tomorrow.





I want to meet my Savior, Maker , Redeemer.

meet my fellow believers in CHRIST



I want to meet the world.

meet every Challenge

meet eternity.




I want to meet my Mom .

I want to meet my Unborn brother (Joshua) who went to heaven.

I want to meet my angels.





I want to meet me in 50 years.

I want to meet you.





"Don't just pretend that you love others.

Really love them. Hate what is wrong.

Stand on the side of the good.

Love each other with genuine affection,

and take delight in honoring each other.

Never be lazy in your work, but serve the Lord enthusiastically.

Be glad for all God is planning for you.

Be patient in trouble, and always be prayerful"
Romans 12:9-12




Jesus,
You've given all these open doors
I'm humbled at Your feet
Because of what You've done for me

God one in the same..


My old friend,
I recall
The times we had hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
Cause they laugh and they cry me
Somehow sanctify me
They're woven in the stories I have told
And tell again...


My old friend, I apologize
For the years that have passed
Since the last time you and I
Dusted off those memories
But the running and the races
The people and the places
There's always somewhere else I had to be
Time gets thin, my old friend

Don't know why, I don't know why...




My old friend, this song's for you
Cause a few simple verses
Was the least that I could do
To tell the world that you were here
Cause the love and the laughter
Will live on long after
All of the sadness and the tears...
We'll meet again, my old friend


Goodbye, goodbye
My old friend,
Goodbye.


Music always
takes me back that
special place
only my heart can see.



Im the type of girl you

cannot

define. You could sit there for hours

pondering

me: You'll

NEVER

figure me out.