Wow. Trip down memory lane. Cami and i have decided it was time to either digitize or dump a lot of old files, articles, sermons and stuff we have had in storage for years! So as we purge we remember all we have gone through, all God has done for us and in us. It has been emotional t times and baffling at other times. I will be putting some stuff here on the blog just to share. Here are a few quotes and lyrics that have traveled with me.
To be young.
"Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means the predominance of courage over timidity, of adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of sixty more than in a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair--these bow the heart and turn the spirit back to dust. Whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human beings heart the love of wonder, the sweet amazement at the stars and the star-like things, the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing child-like appetite for the what-next, and the joy of the game of living. In the central place of every heart there is a recording chamber. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away.You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair." Douglas McArthur
This is the way love is..
"When i gave up--you help up.
When i ran out--you filled up.
When i kept running--you kept up.
When i let you down--you lifted me up.
When i couldn't find the words--you understood.
When i couldn't find the time--you were in no hurry.
When i couldn't make ends meet--you tied them together.
When i cheated-----you kept to the rules.
When i was keeping it in-- you were giving it out.
When i was losing out--you let me come back.
When i was holding back--you were holding on.
When i was losing my cool--you were keeping your love warm.
I kept it all to myself like a miser holds on to his last dime.
I closed myself up like a desperate man upon the lifeline.
I was blind, dried, wrapped up in my pride.
This is the way it is when you are on the wrong side.
This is the way love is--it's a one-sided, double-minded mirror with no reflection."
The 77's
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