GOOD.GOD,..

if your song leaves our lips
If your work leaves our hands
Then we will be wonders and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are
How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears
Let us, because we all have eyes
How they knew that this would happen
We're so run down
Good God! Can you still get us home?
How can we still get home
I'm not dreaming
We're forgetting our forgiveness

i think we've all heard the expression that God works in the weirdest of ways. well today i think that i definately experienced that.
for the 30hr famine coming up i have to speak. and i found out on monday and havnt really done anything about it till today.
earlier today i was talking to a friend of mine about God and everything cause everytime i talk to her we seem to talk about God and religion and what not.
so i was talking about how i had to speak and we were jus talking about what i was going to talk about. and talking to her about what i was going to talk about gave me the outline for my speach.
i feel like God placed me in that conversation so that i could have my outline for tomorrow.
its either me being lazy .
or God working his magic in the weirdest of ways.
all i can say is
that God is really workin his magic haha.

well i think thats it.
im really looking forward to doing the 30hr famine.
i think im not gunna eat in the morning so itll push my time up to
42 hrs. and im gunna do the fast with just water.
im ready.
well im out lata.