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Name: Christopher
Gender: Male
Interests: God-Stuff, Nerd-Stuff, and Raawkin'
Expertise: esoteric and sporadic trivia with no area of concentration
Occupation: Buffalo Wild Wings food config
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Member Since:
4/11/2006
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| My cousin Craig (well, coz Missy's husband) died Friday morning of complications from a broken leg. Blood clot. Left field, I know. Hey, when it's time, it's time, y'know? this just started creeping into my brain Friday afternoon And the churchbells rang
The mass was sniffling silent
The sons still seemed half numb with disbelief
Lord, you said all was well
But I shed their tears with them
Or maybe it was for them
I couldn't see their eyes
And I think I felt as you did once in Bethany
Over a dozen years and more I cast my memory back
Through joys and pains both real and imagined
And I found that darkened road I had once followed, full of pleasures and distractions
I felt the drawing touch of satin fingers
But I wondered, was there anything these neon lights showed true?
Leaving I heard hisses, deprecations, and a spotlight showed I had been right.
Speeding back into the now I saw this path still had its umbre
And was carved in a sheer cliff to which I clung
Mountain above and air below
But you were by my side, cutting footholds in the night.
Yeah, even though I'm shadowwalking you surround my steps with light. | | |
| Snow Patrol
"Chasing Cars"
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I like this song. I'd never heard it before last night. I don't really listen much to the radio anymore. For some reason it really impressed upon me Jesus' humanity. When He was physically here I'm sure He had moments of indecision, moments of confusion, frustration, and times where He just wanted to drop everything for a while. To get the feeling of what I mean, reread the lyrics like they're a conversation between a tired, scared, frustrated, in love [person], and a just rest, I'm right here, we'll work through this, I love you too [Jesus]. | | |
| I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. | | |
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