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Sweet Eighteen Oh and you'll know when you're thirty fiveSweet Eighteen by ~mormonchick1005
At eighteen you've barely started to be alive
Sweet eighteen, you don't understand
At eighteen you've got the world in your hands
Sweet eighteen, open up your eyes
Open the window and watch the sun rise
It's got a long road ahead before its light is dead
And sweet eighteen, I wish you knew
I wish you knew you've got a long, long road too
When you're thirty five you'll see what I mean
But you'll wish you'd have known when you were eighteen


Choir Tanka Blue robes, standing stillChoir Tanka by ~mormonchick1005
A hundred and twenty eight
Of us, all clustered
A flick of the wrist, a cue
We raise our Hallelujahs


Reborn "Amen," I echoed, wiping the last of my tears from my eyes. I raised my head, and was struck as if by lightning to see that his eyes bore the weary, red tint of one who had also wept at the mighty rushing force of what had transpired inside the single soul we had seemed to share in that moment.Reborn by ~mormonchick1005
And once again, our souls fused as my lips brushed his cheek, lingering for a moment to breathe in the soft scent- somewhere between vanilla and an October bonfire- that would forever imprint itself in my memory as the dividing line between two chapters of my life.
Actually, in retrospect, that moment did not really set asunder two chapters of my lif


Come to the River Come and receive MeCome to the River by ~mormonchick1005
Find what you seek
Mercy to sinners
Strength to the weak
Be not as orphans
Who wander alone
Walk in My footsteps
Become as My own
Come to the river
All who are lost
Share in My suffering
Carry My cross
Be buried with Me
Cast down your sin
Then in My image
Be raised again
Bright as the sunshine
Reborn, delivered
Heir to salvation
Come to the river
| my latest musings...enjoy... |
| a song written for anyone who needs to be reminded... |
| I love Christ, but I don't really affiliate myself with any particular denomination. I respect all life and all beliefs. My dentist is my hero. My friends mean more to me than they'll ever know. Music is very important to me. I'm not musically gifted myself, but you'll rarely see me without headphones. I am a Spartanburg High School Viking, and SHS is the best school in the world. I have an awesome dog named Pepper who has been my sidekick, co-adventurer, partner in crime, therapist, sous chef, experimental dental patient, and best buddy since I was nine years old. People tend to like me because I'm patient, quiet, and almost never late. And most important of all, when I grow up, I'm going to be a dentist. |