Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Travelling south!
The car is ready,........but are we? Time is just flying by and I still don't know when I will pack up to go. If the weather isn't good tomorrow, we may just wait until Friday to leave. Destination - New Orleans....Brownsville, etc. Will try to stay in touch via computer - if I know how to operate this thing from hotel rooms. All of you who are staying home in the cold, please have a great time and stay warm.....maybe at our house.
Lazy blog...
Okay okay, I know that I have been a bit lazy with the blog lately...but come on guys, I still check it almost everyday...and what do I find? Nothing. (except for Jonathan's recent blog...thank-you) I'll do my part if you do yours 'kay? I guess January must be a pretty boring month for everyone. Don't worry, I admit I've fallen a bit behind the times too. Ha Ha. Anyways, have a great day!
Amanda
Amanda
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Dates and a funny story
Okay, here are some dates I thought I would just let you all know about....actually, I did already, but here is a reminder just incase.
Steph's CD release party - Feb 9 @ 8pm @ SCHS chapel (CD's 15$)
Ryan preaching at Silberfeld(not sure how to spell that) - Feb 11
Here's the funny story. So, during one of my students piano lessons I gave her a piece called My Robot to practice. Anyways, I was very distracted during her lesson 'cause I got 5 phonecalls in probably 15 minutes or so...and 2 of those were from Dr. K. So, when she came to lesson the following week, I looked in her notebook to see what piece she should play next and burst out laughing...and all she said was that her and her mom had a good laugh that week about what I had wrote...I think we had a good 5 minute laugh. Anywho, she looked through her entire book for a piece called My Robert...Ha Ha...it would have been one thing if it was My Ryan, but I don't even know a Robert. That totally made my day. I almost wrote it again as My Robert by accident at the end of that lesson.
Amanda
Steph's CD release party - Feb 9 @ 8pm @ SCHS chapel (CD's 15$)
Ryan preaching at Silberfeld(not sure how to spell that) - Feb 11
Here's the funny story. So, during one of my students piano lessons I gave her a piece called My Robot to practice. Anyways, I was very distracted during her lesson 'cause I got 5 phonecalls in probably 15 minutes or so...and 2 of those were from Dr. K. So, when she came to lesson the following week, I looked in her notebook to see what piece she should play next and burst out laughing...and all she said was that her and her mom had a good laugh that week about what I had wrote...I think we had a good 5 minute laugh. Anywho, she looked through her entire book for a piece called My Robert...Ha Ha...it would have been one thing if it was My Ryan, but I don't even know a Robert. That totally made my day. I almost wrote it again as My Robert by accident at the end of that lesson.
Amanda
Thursday, January 25, 2007
songs lyrics for two songs
Fear vs. Fear
We veil our hearts we close our eyes
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
We bind our hands within our minds
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
And in the end we find he lied
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
What happens when the fear collides
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
This fear, this fear, is not what we expected
We cannot see, we feel useless and empty
It's Fear that brings us close, but this is not the same thing
As what we had before, it's not what we were following
When we try to fight back
It becomes a feeble attack
Our hands can barely make
Can barely make a fist to break
Break the one who continues to lie
And we,
(And we take it all in, we believe the lies, why do we believe the lies)
We, we can get, out of this
When, when we seek, seek him first
May, maybe then, we will find
What, what really happens when the fear collides
He breaks up the particles of fear which remain
Entrapped within ourselves and frees us from pain
From the deceiver who loves it when we gain
Nothing from our relationship with the King
not quite finished
copyright
Jonathan Toews
and
Waiting in a Veil
The Bird Song (not the finished title)
Two little birds, perched high up on
A tree branch in the bright summer sun
Quietly sit together unaware
Blissfully of what's in store
On their chest both donned targets colorful
Of red and blue and white and yellow
Said the first bird to the second bird
Slowly realizing what was to occur"
I see no reason at all to leave
I enjoy your conversation and your company"
Said the second, to the first
Quite unaware of what was to occur
"With you, I wholeheartedly agree,
The perch is nice, and so are we."
So they sat and chatted of future and past
While the arrow was nocked and flew quite fast
Up to the perch, where both birds sat
On that glorious day in the summer sunlight
And, oh, quite a lot of shock did occur
When the arrow similtaneously hit both birds
But, oh, friends, they did not die
This is not a tragic story
This is merely, my own rendition
Of a love allegory
copyright
Jonathan Toews
and
Waiting in a Veil
We veil our hearts we close our eyes
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
We bind our hands within our minds
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
And in the end we find he lied
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
What happens when the fear collides
(What's the worst thing that could happen)
This fear, this fear, is not what we expected
We cannot see, we feel useless and empty
It's Fear that brings us close, but this is not the same thing
As what we had before, it's not what we were following
When we try to fight back
It becomes a feeble attack
Our hands can barely make
Can barely make a fist to break
Break the one who continues to lie
And we,
(And we take it all in, we believe the lies, why do we believe the lies)
We, we can get, out of this
When, when we seek, seek him first
May, maybe then, we will find
What, what really happens when the fear collides
He breaks up the particles of fear which remain
Entrapped within ourselves and frees us from pain
From the deceiver who loves it when we gain
Nothing from our relationship with the King
not quite finished
copyright
Jonathan Toews
and
Waiting in a Veil
The Bird Song (not the finished title)
Two little birds, perched high up on
A tree branch in the bright summer sun
Quietly sit together unaware
Blissfully of what's in store
On their chest both donned targets colorful
Of red and blue and white and yellow
Said the first bird to the second bird
Slowly realizing what was to occur"
I see no reason at all to leave
I enjoy your conversation and your company"
Said the second, to the first
Quite unaware of what was to occur
"With you, I wholeheartedly agree,
The perch is nice, and so are we."
So they sat and chatted of future and past
While the arrow was nocked and flew quite fast
Up to the perch, where both birds sat
On that glorious day in the summer sunlight
And, oh, quite a lot of shock did occur
When the arrow similtaneously hit both birds
But, oh, friends, they did not die
This is not a tragic story
This is merely, my own rendition
Of a love allegory
copyright
Jonathan Toews
and
Waiting in a Veil
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