If This Is Not A Place. . .
If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
Greetings Mark,
ReplyDeleteValue your ministry, but I am a Tar Heel fan from North Carolina. They don't call it March Madness for nothing.
Because we are still 'in the game' I have to look fresh in the morning, after watching basketball half the night!
Perhaps you might coach next year and start a new blog: "Revitalize Your Basketball Team." However, I think the Good Lord knows you are best at ministry!
I pray that I don't have to use your tag line in the morning. That would be a bummer. Blessings Al
I can't stand UNC - - - sorry Al whoever you are. However, I still think you're going to win the whole shebang.
ReplyDeleteMark, I'm grieving with you over our Badgers. Grieving I tell ya.