woke up this morning and took a shower. folded some laundry and talked w/ chris for a sec. began my daily reading of blog's and started eating breakfast . . . heavy heart.

not for myself but others. there's a wide array posts i read. a few talking about their finals. a few about seeing narnia this weekend. but a few about themselves, what the Lord is teaching them, how their growing, their prayers. some were joyful and full of praise. others frustrated with themselves. others longing for something better . . . hopeful. to those people i offer this song . . .

hey it's me
i'm sorry it's so late
i can't sleep
i knew you'd be awake

you always there
waiting by the phone
for nights like this
when i'm feeling all alone

i wish it didn't always
have to be this way
i wish that i could talk to you
face to face

but nothing compares to the way
you always listen
and know just what to say

hold my hand
i can't stand alone
here i am
waiting for you to take me home

oh, i just want to sing
i only wish there was a word
for what you mean to me
i would only say it once
in hushed tones
so it would not grow old
but all i have
is 'i love you'

you're my Jesus
you're my hero
everything i wish that i could be

you're my Jesus
you're my hero
everything i wish that i could be

you're the one who comforts me
when everyone is gone away (x5)

i can't stand alone
here i am
waiting for you to take me home

and i will keep on singing
'cause you hear me
and i will keep on smiling
'cause you're near me

i will sleep well in
your promise tonight