Thursday, January 8, 2004

Weathered

Yes, I've been quiet.  That photo up there describes how I feel after 3 weeks of 24/7 caregiving.  Poor, lambchop. Stephen has put her through a lot. But it was all through his love.  He hangs on to her (and me) all the time. Look how she's aged.  I know the feeling. I've been through it too, every step up the hill. He didn't mean to wear us out. He's just loves us to death.  We've both been chewed on, hugged on, kissed on, cried on,  puked on, crapped on. Some may see lamby and myself and say, "Gosh, look  how neglected!" ahh, but those who say these things do not know the magnitude of LOVE that has brought us here. We treasure every tear, rip, wrinkle and stain. Yeah-we feel as exhausted as we look, but HIS face is the first one we see each morning, and that gives us the will to face the day. He is the one who kisses us with slobbery smooches each night, and we go to sleep, thanking God for him and all we've been through. We have lived! We've survived! The following song is my theme song today for obvious reasons.

MASTER OF THE WIND
V. 1
MY BOAT  OF LIFE

SAILS  ON A TROUBLED SEA

EVER THERE’S A WIND  IN MY SAILS

BUT  I HAVE A FRIEND

WHO WATCHES  OVER ME

WHEN THE BREEZE 

TURNS INTO  A GALE

CH

I KNOW  THE MASTER  OF THE WIND

I KNOW  THE MAKER  OF THE RAIN

HE CAN CALM  THE STORM

MAKE THE SUN  SHINE  AGAIN;

I KNOW  THE MASTER  OF THE WIND



SOMETIMES  I SOAR  LIKE AN EAGLE  TO THE SKY

AMONG THE PEAKS  MY SOUL  CAN BE FOUND

BUT  AN UNEXPECTED  STORM

MAY DRIVE ME  FROM THE HEIGHTS

IT MAY  BRING ME LOW

BUT IT CANNOT  BRING  ME  DOWN
CH.


LET  JESUS CALM  YOUR STORM

MAKE THE SUN  SHINE  AGAIN

HE IS  THE MASTER  OF THE WIND.

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