with your ridiculous expectations.
The beauty of Your holiness.” —
freely You gave it all for us
surrendered Your life upon that cross
great is the Love poured out for all
This Is Our God
You say these are changing times
You don’t know what we will find
Maybe love, maybe death
I keep running out of breath
I cannot see the shore
I don’t know where I am anymore
I am not leaving
I’m just drifting away
Westmont’s in Santa Barbara. I still have to visit Point Loma and some others, and I have a full year left of high school to decide, so that’s cool. Thank you for the prayer. Much needed. There is … so much going on that I’m just not taking care of myself as much as I could.
I have been GREAT, thanks! I’ve been all right, truthfully. Very exhausted, needing the school year to be over. Just went to Westmont to check out the campus. Um, I’m trying to get a job. That’s impossible. Truly. AND DO YOU LIKE MY NEW BLOG TITLE?
Yeah, Braveheart and all. I think Britain is really quite lovely.