Song of the Day...

Some times I just need to be reminded of this...
can I get an AMEN?! :)

One Thing I Know

Something in your eyes I see
Reminds me of what used to be
When I was still uncertain of the truth
Sleepless nights that turn to days
Alone inside an endless maze
Counting on someone to see me through

If there's one thing I know,
You are never left alone
‘cause You can always call on Jesus' name
If there's one thing I pray,
It's Jesus helps you find a way
To make a change and listen to Your heart
God will take away your pain
If you choose to let it go
If there's one thing I know

How can I convince your heart
His light can find you in the dark
And only He can make your blind eyes see
For if we speak of lost things found
Of lives that have been turned around
Then tell me who knows better, child, than me?


I would never stake my life on any lesser thing
Than the cross of Christ where He gave His life to ease my suffering.

Holy Chic Part III

I love this look! Straight from work to dinner with the gals! Course, we'd tweak the neckline a tad but it has definite potential...

Sure wish I could be this sophisticated. Dream, dream, dream...

Joke's On Me...

I’m looking like this…

When it feels like this outside.

Sometimes
I
hate
Texas
weather.

The Things I Don't Say Aloud

Sometimes I see you, in my dreams.
Sometimes I hear your voice.
My mind is playing tricks on me, I know.
I know, because you're gone.
There are times when I'd give anything,
Anything to see you again, hear you again.

Memories of days gone by
Slowly slipping through my grasp.

The way you made me feel...
"Special" seems so trite.
I felt as if I were the moon, the stars!
Nothing was too hard for me,
Because you believed in me, I believed in me.
My greatest fear was somehow...
In someway letting you down, disappointing you.
Yet I never did. Strange.

Memories of you and me.
Will I always remember?

My children, if I should so be blessed, will know you.
If only through my memories.
Don't worry, you will not be forgotten.
Though I can no longer reach out my hand to you,
Though I can no longer see your face...
You exist.

Memories.
Such cold comfort when I long for flesh and blood.

I remember when we sat together. In the morning.
Then we'd sit together in the evening.
Words were never needed.
You'd hold my hand and I felt...special.
(Such a pale word for what I really felt.)

I still cry when I remember you.
The memories are still powerful enough to make me cry.

I miss you.