New Song. (from psalm 139:16)
Verse 1: Every breath you breathe And every word you speak Was created before time
Every thought you think And every step you take Is a blessing
Woah, Woah…
Verse 2: Everywhere you go And everything you do Should glorify His name
But nobody’s perfect We all make mistakes But we’re given life by grace
Woah, Woah…
Bridge/Chorus ‘Cause we all have a purpose We’re not made by mistake And it doesn’t really matter What people think All that really counts Is who you’re living for And who you’re living for Gave you life
Woah, Woah (2x)
Do you see the yellow parachuting guy in the clouds on the left?? Oh wait… That’s just bug guts on the windshield.. Darn.
New song? Maybe?
I believe I just wrote lyrics to what may be the beginning of a new song. Opinions? (it’s not quite finished yet)
Verse If I only knew where I was going If I only knew how it would end But you’ve gotta move on Yeah, you’ve gotta stay strong Through the pain and the hurt of this world
Pre-Chorus But there’s only one you can count on There’s only one who will love you back And you’ve gotta run into his open arms
Chorus You’ve gotta let go of this world The only thing that’s holding you back Is you, yeah it’s you You’ve gotta throw away the past And make what really counts Just last forever, forever
Alright. That’s all I have so far. I’ll post the final one when I’m done!
Inside Cathi’s Dreams……
What do Jack Black, a deranged easter bunny, a charriot, and a school bus have in common?
Although you may be tempted to answer that question rather quickly with the tort response of “they all failed drivers ed while attempting to sing the Star Spangled Banner in sign language”, allow me the pleasure of relaying my recent encounter with the aforementioned components in merely 7 sentences:
Picture this: I’m an even more portly version of Jack Black. But I’m a monk, donned in traditional monastic attire - rope belt and all. I’m driving a charriot that is being lead by, not a stately horse, but a school bus. But wait. There’s more. We are being pursued by a man dressed up as a tall, lanky, slanty-eyed easter bunny, who is pelting us rather stealthily with chocolate covered caramels by a slingshot; which were being caught precisely by an un-named, skinny, blonde dude, who was riding as my charriot co-pilot. Then I woke up. The end.
~ Cathi (@cathistegall)
Oh how I love dinner!! Rice, grilled zucchini, orange bell peppers, onions, and shrimp! Ah…
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