What is up with this weather, I hate tornados. We acutally, for the first time ever since I've been in Memphis, had to hit the tornado shelters at work. We no sooner got the employees into the shelter and they cancelled the warning. Crazy stuff. I much prefer earthquakes, a little shake rattle and roll is much better that twist again like we did last "winter."
I've been very sleepy lately, don't know what's up, other than the weather. Can't seem to shake the tiredness even with Caffeine. Just want to rest a bit, wish I had a couch in my office and a curtain, lunch would be sleepy time.
I wrote a poem, here it is:
The Heart of the Father
Broken dreams, broken trust, broken people
And the Father weeps
Broken faith, broken bonds, broken prayer
Still the Father weeps
Father cries I will make you whole once more
Just remember the cost
Then the arms of the Father will open at the door
For the broken heart of the lost
This life that we are given
Short and racing quickly by
Is filled with grace freely given
From the blood shed when His son died.
The world’s persuasive powers
Draws hearts with thoughts untrue
But the Heart of the Father hidden in the heart of all
Beats steady still in you.
Rnet 1/9/08
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