Wouldn’t Want To Be Accused Of Being Too Christian

so i’ll tell you that we have lift off… beginning stages of labour ahoy!!!

life is continuing on, despite sad news from friends overseas. found this hymn yesterday while praying in the chapel…

Holy Father, in thy mercy

hear our earnest prayer;

keep our loved ones, in their absence,

‘neath thy care.

Jesus, Savior, let thy presence

be their light and guide;

keep, O keep them, in their weakness,

at thy side.

When in sorrow, when in danger,

when in loneliness,

in thy love look down and comfort

their distress.

May the joy of thy salvation

be their strength and stay;

may they love and may they praise thee

day by day.

Holy Spirit, let thy teaching

sanctify their life;

send thy grace, that they may conquer

in the strife.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

God the One in Three,

bless them, guide them, save them, keep them

near to thee.

Isabel S. Stevenson, 1889

A Classroom Full Of Stories

been in block course yesterday and should be there today but circumstances mean that i won’t be. namely, baby circumstances. woohoo. not much else going on apart from starting to think about moving house and all that entails. woohoo. i’m going to be recovering some chairs. my life is choice.

actually my life is pretty lonely just at the moment. there are a few people that i haven’t seen for a while that i am pinig for. so hopefully once the show is over on saturday… things will be cool. i’ll tell you about the show later.

Something Beautiful

– Robbie Williams

You can’t manufacture a miracle

The silence was pitiful that day.

A love is getting too cynical

Passion’s just physical these days

You analyze everyone you meet

But get no sign, love ain’t kind

every night you admit defeat

and cry yourself blind

Chorus

If you can’t wake up in the morning

Cause your bed lies vacant at night

If you’re lost, hurt, tired or lonely

Can’t control it, try as you might

May you find that love that won’t leave you

May you find it by the end of the day

You won’t be lost, hurt, tired and lonely

Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio

Life should be stereo, each day

In the past you cast the unsuitable

Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn’t wait

All your friends think you’re satisfied

But they can’t see your soul no, no, no

Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone

Some kind of beautiful (will come your way)

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