Showing posts with label Dawn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dawn. Show all posts

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Joy Comes in the Morning

Joy Comes in the Morning
(Bill Gaither)


If you've knelt beside the rubble of an aching broken heart
When the things you gave your life to fell apart
You're not the first to be acquainted with sorrw, grief or pain
But the master promised sunshine after rain

Hold on my child joy comes in the morning
Weeping only last for the night
Hold on my child Joy comes in the morning
The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight


To invest your seeds of trust in God in mountains you can't move
You have risked your life on things you cannot prove
But to give the things you cannot keep for what you cannot lose
Now, that's the way to find the joy God has for you


Hold on my child joy comes in the morning
Weeping only last for the night
Hold on my child Joy comes in the morning
The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight
Yes, The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight It's just in sight


Thursday, May 03, 2012

Spot On!

Last night Sam walked by just in time to see me in the kitchen doing this:


Sam is technically a teen but he is not and has never been one to act too excited.  He just quietly asked me if he should call the mental institution to come get me.  Funny guy.

In case you don't know, dish washing soap is a GREAT stain removal tool.  Normally I vouch for Dawn but for some reason I purchased Gain last time.  I hope it does the job as well.  You see, I'd not changed out of my scrubs after work and I'd dropped some of my supper down my front.  This is not unusual for me; I really should use a bib.  My scrubs are almost brand new, though, so I was unhappy and determined to take care of the situation pronto.

I suppose you may be wondering why I was still IN the top when I did my spot removal treatment.  Well, it's like this.  I am very lazy.  If I went to the bedroom to change and then came back to the kitchen to squirt the stuff on, I'd still have to return to the bedroom to put my scrub top into the laundry hamper.  See?  That makes good sense now, doesn't it?  

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