May I find His joy even in my sorrow and His life in my death. To God be the glory!

Thursday, 2 January 2025

One year ago today we were on a plane bound for America…

...I'm on the road, dog Got my back pack, maps and my road dogs If you could see what we see You would want to go where we're going just to be where we'll be In the presence of more than a baby boy The Lord who can save you and save me, or Maybe if it's still not clear Let wise men open your eyes and take you there ..We'd studied the script Next step was to study the trip Packed up, we were ready to dip Ready to roll Wasn't even sweating the cold We were convinced of His hotness Ready to go! Don't forget the planks that anchor the tents And with the gold, grab myrrh and some frankincense Let's go! ...It's been a minute but we're still steppin' Still trekkin' Can't wait to put our eyes on what our heart's expectin'... (Cross Movement)

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