Song of the Morrow

High will rise the dawning sun
O'er the land where all are one
So shall it be from sea to sea
In the green land of the morrow.

Sweetly will the rivers flow
Through gentle hills where time is slow
Birds will sing and hearts will ring
In the green land of the morrow.

Fertile ground will make the land
Sowed easily by farmer's hand
Head o' the plow ne'er wipes his brow
In the green land of the morrow.

Only tales will be told
Of the warring kings of old
Fighting none, the battles done
In the green land of the morrow.

Warm will be the setting sun
O'er the land where peace be won
So shall it be from sea to sea
In the green land of the morrow.

Zombie

Not at all a bad Monday
But I am so tired that I can baerly* type or keep my eyes open....

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*P.S.  I realized this is wrong.  But the misspelling proves a point.  Thus, it remains.  :)

Tommy

1975 Tommy, based on the concept album by The Who.
What did I just watch.....?

Late

For Saturday 3/28

They told Christ to save himself and then they would believe in his identity as the Son of God. But if he was to prove himself by coming down the cross he could only have saved himself and not all people. To live is to suffer. And even more so to suffer with others. But he suffered alone, when all had fled and denied him. Yet he did not save himself. Selfless love and sacrifice -- such is the love of Christ for the world.

A beautiful thought from Palm Sunday service (on Saturday evening.)

Work Haiku

Customer service
Patience, strong will, and manners
These will get you far.

Stranger Things

The battle is subtle
And at times they even agree
But only momentarily
Before delving back
Across the divide

Head and heart

Neither knows what to make of it
Logic finds equal evaluations
Intuition feels sibling sentiments
The only sum of the totals
Is an inconclusive conclusion

Soul says:
Wait and see.
Stranger things have happened.

Not my will

Not my will but Yours be done
O Evening Star and Morning Sun
Not my will but Yours alone
My Hope, my Strength, my Cornerstone

I surrender all I am
Trusting in Your guiding hand
You ask for the best and worst of me
Melting it to purity