March 28, 2008

Again, I'm speaking in lyrics. Maybe someday I'll have my own words again.

"One of these days, I'll find a way to celebrate all my mistakes
(Falling over, falling over just to show that I'm alive)
Could it be so bad to follow all these dreams I have
And use them for Your glory?"
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Maybe I do have my own words to say about that. I'm rediscovering some of my old music. It's cool to see the story God has chosen to write for me. I'm thankful each day for the removal of shame from my life... maybe someday, I will be able to CELEBRATE my mistakes.
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