Your Redeemer God says:
"I left you, but only for a moment. Now, with enormous compassion, I'm bringing you back.In an outburst of anger I turned my back on you— but only for a moment. It's with lasting love that I'm tenderly caring for you.
This exile is just like the days of Noah for me: I promised then that the waters of Noah would never again flood the earth.I'm promising now no more anger, no more dressing you down.For even if the mountains walk away and the hills fall to pieces, My love won't walk away from you, my covenant commitment of peace won't fall apart." The God who has compassion on you says so.
Isaiah 54:7-10 (The Message)
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Celine Dion
I think it's impossible to just sing a Celine Dion song.
There's something about the power or passion in her music that
compels you to not only sing along, but sing along at the top of your lungs.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
"Cause I'm your lady....and you are my man....whenever you reach for me...."
Every time that song came on the radio, you had to belt it out as loud as you could. It didn't matter if you had yet to even reach womanhood, you had to join your voice with hers.
I don't know what it is about her voice, but it stangely brings this passion out of anyone who hears it, whether you like her music or not. The woman's got some pipes.
I don't know why I'm thinking about Celine Dion this morning, but maybe because last night there was a particular song/sentiment that I wanted so desperately to scream at the top of my lungs....
"All by myself...Dont wanna be.....All by myself.......Anymore"
Only last night, all I could muster was a small whisper of a voice.
There's something about the power or passion in her music that
compels you to not only sing along, but sing along at the top of your lungs.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
"Cause I'm your lady....and you are my man....whenever you reach for me...."
Every time that song came on the radio, you had to belt it out as loud as you could. It didn't matter if you had yet to even reach womanhood, you had to join your voice with hers.
I don't know what it is about her voice, but it stangely brings this passion out of anyone who hears it, whether you like her music or not. The woman's got some pipes.
I don't know why I'm thinking about Celine Dion this morning, but maybe because last night there was a particular song/sentiment that I wanted so desperately to scream at the top of my lungs....
"All by myself...Dont wanna be.....All by myself.......Anymore"
Only last night, all I could muster was a small whisper of a voice.
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