We Belong Together- Gavin DeGraw

We belong together
like the open seas and shores
wedded by the planet force
we've all been spoken for

[VERSE 1:]
The hammer may strike, be dead on the ground.
a net to my hand, a cross on his crown.
we're done if, who we're undone,
finished if who we are incomplete.
as one we are everything,
we are everything we need.
[CHORUS:]
we belong together
like the open seas and shores
wedded by the planet force
we've all been spoken for

[VERSE 2:]
What good is a life, with no one to share,
the light of the moon, the honor of a swear.
we can try to live the way in which you speak,
taste the milk of your mother earth's love,
spread the word of consciencness you see,
we are everything we need

[CHORUS]
We belong together
like the open seas and shores
wedded by the planet force
we've all been spoken for

All this indecision
all this independent strength still
we've got our hearts on safe
we've got our hearts on safe

someday when you're lonley,
sometime after all this bliss,
somewhere lost in emptiness,
I hope you find this gift...
I hope you find this gift..
I hope you find this gift.

I LOVE THIS SONG!!!!

Let Go & Let God

As children bring their broken toys,
with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
because He is my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help,
with way s that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back again
and cried, "How can you be so slow?"
"My child" He said, " What could I do?
You never did let go."

A Tear

By Hannah R. Kozlowski
A tear sliding down from the eyes of my soul
Painfully washing away all the dust of the earth,
Trailing to the heart of my being.
A tear falls gently on this tender heart,
The message of needs seen and heard.
The desire to do more, be more overshadows life's Light.
Each new day, every passing dawn, all is unchanged,
It's all the same.
A tear to take away the pain and shame
As it falls to the ground.
Removing the emotion but not my desperation.
The needs seen by my souls eyes.
Cries heard by my Provider.
He assures me he has heard
Promises it shall be done.
I believe and therefore I see
The hand of Love gently growing me,
Watering this garden with all my tears.
My winter is over, there are no buds.
My fall, long removed, yet still no roses.
I know my Father hears.
I know He is working for me!
Oh, my soul, not another tear.

Dad

By Maude E. Flowers
I am here, saith the Lord
Do not despair
Hear what I say, see so much more
No more than you can handle will I give you to bear
Your Dad is now with me
He is doing great
He is full of mirth, we can all see
He keeps my angels smiling and in such a state!
They listen to all his stories
Moses, Jacob and Abraham stand amazed
At all the blessings and glories
This one man so easily phrased
Yes, we blessed him greatly while he was on earth
Now he is here blessing and praising us
Onward Christian Soldiers, he sings with mirth
With a twinkle in his eyes and heart full of trust
He knows we will take care of his family still on earth
He asks that we will comfort them and give them peace
I've known them and cared for them, we said, since birth.
Your Dad is doing well, dear family so fill your empty hearts with peace.

Oh Great God, Be small enough to hear me now

By Nichole Nordeman
There were times when I was crying
From the dark of Daniel's den
And I have asked you once or twice
If you would part the sea again
But tonight I do not need a fiery pillar in the sky
I just want to know you're gonna hold me if I start to cry

Oh Great God, Be small enough to hear me now

There have been moments
When I could not face Goliath on my own
And how could I forget we marched
Around our share of Jerichos
But I will not be setting out
A fleece for you tonight
I just want to know that everything will be alright

Oh Great God, Be small enough to hear me now

All praise and all the honor be
To the God of ancient mysteries
Who's every sign and wonder
Turned the pages of our history
But tonight my heart is heavy
And I can not keep from whispering this prayer
Are you there?
And I know you could leave writing
On the wall that's just for me
Or send wisdom while I'm sleeping
Like in Solomon's sweet dreams
But I don't need the strength of Samson
Or a chariot in the endI just want to know that you still know
How many hairs are on my head

Oh Great God, Be small enough to hear me now

Just Feel Like Sitting Down & Having A Good, Long Cry

So today isn't a great day, as you can tell by the title. I feel like just climbing to the top of a mountain and screaming "Whats wrong with me?!" Then I just want to sit and cry til it hurts no more, til all my problems and fears disappear, vanishing into oblivion! I want to know the many questions that life bring up about God and living... Today just everything was making me upset... EVERYTHING! Especially school. I just want it to be done, gone, over with, no more stress of getting good grades or final exams... If the world ended now I couldn't be more happy! But I know I'm not ready for that yet, not even close.

Flood Of Memories

So today I was outside and decided that I was going to take a walk through the trailer before I got ready to go to the parade to march in the band. There was such a flood of mermories in there some good some bad, most about dad. It was like a time warp, and everything seemed as if it would be alright. I looked out the window and saw the field, remember that time when there was a big hail storm and dad had stayed out there to finish swathing, or that time when we were drving home from Ontario and he kept driving even though you couldn't have seen two feet infront of you because it was rain so hard, it reminded Lindsay and I of Noah's Ark. Then if was rushed forward to the time when we first told dad about the cancer, he didn't even care he'd been through this before he had a family by him for support and God will get him through no matter what the outcome. Then it flashed to YQ, the phone calls from the hospital, the news that we had to come right away. At the hospital the crumbling news that they couldn't do anything about this sudden turn of events. Seeing dad for the first time when arriving there... then I flashed back to when dad said he didn't care how he went or when, just that he got to heaven... Then I was was just standing there in the empty trailer looking at a golden field, reminding me of what my father had lived for, planting seeds, growing crops and sending it to grainaries for food production; something he was always happy doing because in his view he was doing it for his family, for the world, and most importantly for God.