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calmer than the sky
far away so blue
land of living God
grant your peace on earth
we can feel you move
and cannot stay the same
the winds are blowing strong
God of heaven come
breathe peace
breathe your peace on us
so we might breathe you deep
breathe peace
breathe your peace on us
land of the living God
if we are in the way
move us to the side
God forgive our wrongs
rest your hands on us
all the world is yours
let us not forget
it was you who bore the cross
God of comfort breathe
This song is really calming for me, and so is O, so... it seems to fit this general post. :D
Of course no relationship's perfect, and even though I may have subconsciously expected it last time, I try to be realistic this time around because it's stupid to be that naive. I take ups and downs much less viscerally and they have ceased to mean the end of the world has occurred. Life goes on, one must get up in the morning, and most importantly, one must not indulge in bawling or else one will have puffy eyes.
But sometimes good things happen, and you get that warm fuzzy feeling that something's right somewhere in the world because you're content. It happens for me fairly often on Sunday evenings sitting next to him in church. I like it, not just because it's a soothing emotion but because I know it's because at the end of the week, despite our differences, we share the same core. Maybe I think we should go left and he thinks we should go right, I want to do this and he wants to do that. But we both want most to do what God wants us to do, and I like going to church with him because it reminds me once a week of how important that is in our relationship. :) It kind of seems like when I'm sitting there, things that frustrate me seem to matter less. It seems a little sacreligious to bring my annoyances there. What matters is that we're both there to come closer to God. And it seems that's how it should be.
It's fun to be a little whiny on Sunday afternoons and say I don't want to get up from my nap and go to church, 'cuz it's nice to have someone around who will push me to do what's right even when I don't want to. Haha, I find my fun in strange ways. It's fun to drive up north and talk on the way to one of his Web site meetings. It's fun to cut mats for the art auction together. It's fun to compare our big plans for saving the world. It's fun to talk seriously about things we can do to make the neighborhoods we live in a better place.
It's good to know that even if things don't work out for us, we really will have helped each other grow closer to God. It's good to know I have a friend who will "walk a bit" with me. Thank you.
And that's a rare bit of sappy/spiritual from me.
Photographers never have pictures together, so these are courtesy of mostly Olivia and spring break. :]
Of course no relationship's perfect, and even though I may have subconsciously expected it last time, I try to be realistic this time around because it's stupid to be that naive. I take ups and downs much less viscerally and they have ceased to mean the end of the world has occurred. Life goes on, one must get up in the morning, and most importantly, one must not indulge in bawling or else one will have puffy eyes.
But sometimes good things happen, and you get that warm fuzzy feeling that something's right somewhere in the world because you're content. It happens for me fairly often on Sunday evenings sitting next to him in church. I like it, not just because it's a soothing emotion but because I know it's because at the end of the week, despite our differences, we share the same core. Maybe I think we should go left and he thinks we should go right, I want to do this and he wants to do that. But we both want most to do what God wants us to do, and I like going to church with him because it reminds me once a week of how important that is in our relationship. :) It kind of seems like when I'm sitting there, things that frustrate me seem to matter less. It seems a little sacreligious to bring my annoyances there. What matters is that we're both there to come closer to God. And it seems that's how it should be.
It's fun to be a little whiny on Sunday afternoons and say I don't want to get up from my nap and go to church, 'cuz it's nice to have someone around who will push me to do what's right even when I don't want to. Haha, I find my fun in strange ways. It's fun to drive up north and talk on the way to one of his Web site meetings. It's fun to cut mats for the art auction together. It's fun to compare our big plans for saving the world. It's fun to talk seriously about things we can do to make the neighborhoods we live in a better place.
It's good to know that even if things don't work out for us, we really will have helped each other grow closer to God. It's good to know I have a friend who will "walk a bit" with me. Thank you.
And that's a rare bit of sappy/spiritual from me.
Photographers never have pictures together, so these are courtesy of mostly Olivia and spring break. :]
