Saturday, May 19, 2012

Love song to my daughter...I can see you.

I love Jennifer Knapp and Shawn Colvin's covers of this song.  For years I have listened to them and dreamed of my baby girl.  She feels closer than ever.  


In His Hands.  In His time.  


Holding onto Him.
Holding onto her.


DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH


As a little girl I came down to the water 
With a little stone in my hand 
And it would shimmer and sing 
And I knew everything 
As a little girl I came down

In a little while I got steeped in authority 
Heaven only knows what when wrong 
When there is nothing so cruel 
Than to bury that jewel when it was mine all along 
And I'm gonna find it 

You're shining, I can see you 
You're smiling, that's enough well 
I'm holding onto you, like a diamond in the rough 
Like a diamond in the rough 

Every now and then I can see that I am getting somewhere 
Where I have to go is so deep 
I was angry back then, and you know I still am 
I have lost too much sleep and I'm gonna find it 

You're shining, I can see you 
You're smiling, that's enough well 
I'm holding onto you, like a diamond in the rough 
Like a diamond in the rough 

Snake's in the grass better step on the gas (2x)

In my dreams I go down by the water 
With a little girl in my arms and we shimmer and sing 
And we know everything 
In my dreams I go down, down
I go down...

You're shining, I can see you (!!)
You're smiling, that's enough well (!!)
I'm holding onto you, like a diamond in the rough 
Like a diamond in the rough 
Yeah, like a diamond in the rough

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Audience of One


My friend, Katie, played this song for me in the car today in Rwanda.  Whoa. Beautiful.

This journey is my own...written by Sara Groves

Inspired by John Ortberg's The Life You've Always Wanted


When I stand before the Lord, I'll be standing alone. This journey is my own. Still I want man's advice, and I need man's approval, but this journey is my own. . Chorus: Why would I want to live for man and pay the highest price? What would it mean to gain the world, only to lose my life? . So much of what I do is to make a good impression. This journey is my own. So much of what I say is to make myself look better. This journey is my own. . Chorus . I have never felt relief like I feel it right now. This journey is my own. 'Cause trying to please the world it was breaking me down, it was breaking me down. . Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one, now I live and I breathe for an audience of one. Now I live and I breathe for an audience of one, 'cause I know this journey is my own. . Chorus . You can live for someone else, and it will only bring you pain. I can't even judge myself. Only the Lord can say, "Well done."

Saturday, May 5, 2012

every time. every time. rwanda. rwanda.


i saw what i saw
by sara groves

I saw what I saw and I can't forget it
I heard what I heard and i can't go back
I know what I know and I can't deny it

something on the road, cut me to the soul...

your pain has changed me
your dream inspires
your face a memory
your hope a fire
your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
and what I know of love

we've done what we've done and we can't erase it
we are what we are and it's more than enough
we have what we have but it's no substitution
something on the road, cut me to the soul...
your pain has changed me
your dream inspires
your face a memory
your hope a fire
your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
and what I know of love


I say what I say with no hesitation
I have what I have but I'm giving it up
I do what I do with deep conviction
something on the road, cut me to the soul

your courage asks me what I’m afraid of
your courage asks me what I am made of
your courage asks me what I’m afraid of
and what I know of love
and what I know of god


Saturday, April 28, 2012

A PORTRAIT OF ORPHAN CARE

The impact of child sponsorship with Africa New Life Rwanda:
(please press "pause" on the playlist on the bottom right before pressing "play" on the video below.)

Sunday, November 27, 2011

On repeat....

Garden by NEEDTOBREATHE

Won’t you take this cup from me
‘Cause fear has stolen all my sleep
If tomorrow means my death
I pray you’ll save their souls with it

Let the songs I sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words I say profess my love
Let the notes I choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

In this hour of doubt I see
But who I am is not just me
So give me strength to die myself
So love can live to tell the tale

Let the songs I sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words I say profess my love
Let the notes I choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

Father let my heart be…
For you

Let the songs I sing
Bring joy to you
Let the words I say profess my love
Let the notes I choose
Be your favorite tune
Father let my heart be after you

Friday, August 5, 2011

so many words...too little time

but i am working on making my way back here....because there is a sense of "old school" comfort in writing on this blog compared to all the forms of social media these days.

an oxymoron...i know.

and i really do love it all. xo