|Posted by Darlene on April 7, 2010 at 6:43 PM|
My own particular hunger and perhaps the truest love is simply to pick and sing a song or two for you to let you know that when you're feeling up or down, I feel somewhat the same.
After all, it is part of the plan----Birth, youth, earth, growing, loving, even in our worse moments, hating. It is being wounded, healed, sickness, health, marred, and scarred. Picking up pieces, losing them, and gathering again.
It's my belief that even though we seem to be losing all the time, it is only because we can't see the final end to it all, and let us pray
that is when we win. Our own efforts the future must measure and weigh. Let us find one another so that me may find ourselves.
Gene Thomas (197l)