Wednesday, October 22, 2008

To The Cross

TO THE CROSS..babbie mason/julie adams

A place inside my spirit beckons from a hill.
Sometimes I choose to visit, sometimes against my will.
I take the long and sloping road as though I hear some rooster crow.
And, driven by a prayer, I go to the cross.

Whenever I resist it I am not at rest.
It hovers there inviting me to be a humble guest.
I need it daily, this I know.
So, with my selfish tears in tow, and with my fighting fears, I go to the cross.

And there I lay them down for the Savior's love.
Because He gave His flawless life, I take it up.

And so I will determine this cross to be my friend.
And I will bear it in my heart until my pride is dead.
Part of me will tell it "no," but Christ was there before me.
So, I'll follow faithfully and go to the cross.
I'll follow faithfully and go to the cross.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Wanna Dance?

HICKORY DICKORY DOCK
HANNAH AND DAD LIKE TO ROCK
WHEN THEY'RE IN THE KITCHEN,
THEIR LEGS GET TWITCH'N
THE OTHERS JUST WATCH AND GAWK
That is a poem that Dan and Hannah wrote together about five years ago! It was so true. They would dance away in the kitchen while Jordan, Bethany and I would just stand there and watch them. They are crazy. Well, not much has changed. Last night it was quite intense as Hannah taught Dan some of her latest show choir dance moves. First the feet... then add the hands and put it all together. They are hilarious.