Now I Begin,
Now I Begin,
Dear Virginia, Three years ago if someone had told me I would be crying when it was time to move again, I would have given them the infamous “whatever” look. I simply would not have believed it. Don’t get me wrong Virginia, you are a good state, not as awesome as Texas..but a good state Want More?
I think, therefor I am. I am therefor I think. Small, small, smaller I shrink. Tiny, I scurry in a flurry, down the hall unseen, invisible from the scene. I think, therefor I am. I am, therefor I think. Tall, tall, taller I grow. Reach high beyond the trees, beyond the sky, beyond me, myself, Want More?
Psalm 49:17 Do not fear when a man becomes rich, when the wealth of his house grows great. At his death he will not take along anything, his glory will not go down after him. We experience this world through our senses. We touch, taste, feel, smell and see all that is around us. It is Want More?
Ps 48:9 What we had heard we have now seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, In the city of our God, which God establishes forever. Psalm 48 was originally written as hymn for the City of Zion. The importance of Zion transcends Christianity and is considered sacred in Judaism as well as Want More?
Psalm 47:7-8 Sing praise to God, sing praise; sing praise to our king, sing praise For God is king over all the earth; sing hymns of praise. On Sundays I teach a religious education class to kindergartners. Yesterday I asked them a simple question, “How many of you are bored in Church?” Most of them Want More?
PS46:7-8 Though nations rage and kingdoms totter, he utters his voice and the earth melts. The Lord of hosts is with us; Our stronghold is in the God of Jacob. I don’t know about you, but the world feels a little crazy right now, maybe even more than a little! There’s more violence on Want More?
My wedding anniversary is tomorrow. Seems fitting that this particular Psalm written to commemorate the marriage between King David and a Phoenician Princess is next up for Project Psalm. Psalm 45 11-12 Listen, my daughter, and understand; pay me careful heed. Forget your people and your father’s house, that the king might desire your Want More?
In the garden of Gethsemane on a starry night, our lord kneels in prayer contemplating his plight. Dripping tears of sweat and blood, He knew they would come. He offers up prayers. The Father’s will be done. With a kiss, a small kiss His love is betrayed. Shackled and whipped the King becomes a Want More?
In the garden of Gethsemane on a starry night, our lord kneels in prayer contemplating his plight. Dripping tears of sweat and blood, He knew they would come. He offers up prayers. The Father’s will be done. With a kiss, a small kiss His love is betrayed. Shackled and whipped the King becomes a slave. […] Want More?