This is Very Exciting News. well, today has been a rumbly day, i’ve felt so very hungry for the whole day. A little note to a Dear Friend KT Sagona, if that is how you spell your name, you do not need to have your staffy person recommentations address or phone number. Nay has that information already. Also, there are 3 people on the list for CILT (there are 11 of us so far) whose names i did not recognize

Anywhooo it has been a rather uneventful, if blustery, week. so, i shall post a song that i very much like, called Who Am I by casting crowns

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.

Chorus:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done,
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,
And you’ve told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.

Chorus:
Not because of who I am,
But because what of you’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done.
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,
And you told me who I am.
I am yours.

Chorus:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you’ve done.
Not because of what I’ve done,
But because of who you are.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I’m calling,
Lord, you catch me when I’m falling,
You told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.

Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
‘Cause I am yours.
I am yours.

and your weekly poohism:
“…Piglets bottle came floating past him, and with one loud cry of ‘Honey!’ Pooh plunged into the water…”

~Raykkel

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