A soundtrack for your Sunday ...
The greatest love story of all time more or less began with this song (believe it or not).
I’ve been wanting to get out of this house for days. I did get to get out for a doctor’s visit, but that doesn’t really count. So, last night I wrote a letter and I’m hopeful I can get out of here soon so I can get a stamp and mail it.
#HappyChristmas!
My prayer today… will you join me in praying it?
Amen! (at Livingchristian.org) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8oqyPTnNoP/?igshid=186lzcpkeqbg1
I remember that stuffy room above the gym. We danced with a pregnant lady and bantered about things that ring strangely true today. I remember cramming in reading assignments in the hall and all of us arguing about the value of meat and potatoes. I miss those days and yet I don’t think I’d want to go back to them except in a dream. Or maybe all of it was a dream ...
These would be some of the first questions I would ask you:
1. What is your relationship with God?
2. How many cats do you have?
3. What are their names?
4. What is (are) your favorite kind(s) of food?
5. If you had one wish (and couldn’t ask for more wishes), what would it be?
Coming late tonight ...