Always Only For My King

Take my voice and let me sing always, only for my King. Take my lips and let them be filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect and use every power as You choose. Here am I, all of me. Take my life, it's all for Thee.

Friday, May 29, 2009

colds in summer

i woke up with a scratchy throat this morning. i felt icky as soon as i woke up (and it didn't help that sean was up right before 6AM). i hate being sick when the weather is so nice!

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