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i'm so glad the Light found me just as i am i began to be free identity restored i'm not trying to earn anymore i'm so glad the Light found me and now a love has touched my soul all of my past all that’s yet to unfold slowly being restored i was blind but now i see oh, i’m so glad the light found me i still stumble and fall it’s a journey after all so be patient with me i’ve got miles to go i’m not what i will be it’s a struggle you see but this Light found me so i trust and i wait it’s the mess i call faith but i’m so glad the Light found me
My wife, Ruth, and I had the opportunity to attend a spiritual retreat last week at General Theological Seminary, located in the Chelsea neighborhood of New York City. Situated on the west side of Manhattan, the seminary’s first building was build in 1827. The retreat and location provided the perfect setting for solitude, reflection and excellent talks from our retreat guides. We can’t wait to return.
Winter Garden, Florida was a delightful downtown with amazing boutiques, eateries and coffee shops. Shout out to Main House Market (best peppermint lavender kombucha on the planet!) and Doxology.
I’ve got the backyard blues, and I am so happy!
dear robin i really think that it’s best the you not build your nest on my deck you’re really making a mess of my deck so why don’t you i don’t know go west yes i think that’s best unless you acquiesce to my request again i will ask will you help pay my property tax if no then west you go i wish you the best with your nest in the west i think that’s best
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so can we talk about clouds today it seems they took the sun away and i’m in my overcast life there’s something different about this light so can we talk about clouds today my head tells me that it’s okay the Light is here and not far away but it just doesn’t feel that way cause in those cloudy skies i think i see some dreams that cry and dense dark memories why did i say those things or why didn’t i say anything at all i wish those clouds would fall in rain and storms of healing let it rain let it rain so can we talk about clouds today i suppose if they never came i might lose the love of Light and forget that those clouds do give me sight i see you and me and the story that only can be told if there are clouds so dreary is not the end you’ll see i choose to sing to sing out loud so hello clouds
the last goodbye is coming soon at least sooner than i every knew trusting that the Light behind me will be above me beneath me before me all around me still walking on this road with you still leaving shadows behind don’t want to be swallowed up by all the wrong the things i said the things i’ve done in Your love those shadows flee they are gone in the Light of Your love this life is long and yet we know the yesterdays are longer still a line called life stretches behind me so i'm making a new yesterday today looking before me along the way faith and hope and love will stay so let me walk along this road to the Light in the Light this burden is light with You behind me above me beneath me before me inside me all around me
March is usually malcontent in the Midwest, which means a moody, sometimes malicious maze of temperatures and a minefield of uncertainty. So! I mounted my trusty motorcycle and meandered through a magnificent field of wind catchers marvelously moving their blades on this most beautiful of spring days. That is all.