| twisters and fires and floods oh my! |
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| yesterday I went to my dad's church and he preached about God using the bad things that happen to work for the good of those who love Him. He wanted me to put a new ending on the humpty dumpty nursery rhyme to illustrate his sermon . . . Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again They asked Grey's Anatomy and called Donald Trumpy
But nobody could fix Humpty Dumpty
So they fell on their knees and prayed to the Lord
They repented of sin, their hearts were restored And God used Humpty Dumpty's Bumpty Lumpties
To fix a bunch of Grumpty Frumpties |
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| I'm rarely on the Internet these days but I wanted to let everyone know a little bit of what's going on...
Friday night at the Foundry we raised about $2400 with the help of 12 awesome songwriters. Along with the money we had already raised, this gave put us over our goal of $3000 to build a well in Africa! Then Sunday an anonymous couple came to church and gave us a check for another $3000. They had just come into an inheritance and happened to be visiting Kingsway when Jeff was talking about our fundraiser and felt led to give!
This Sunday our church plant is meeting at the Foundry at 11:00. This is our first meeting ever. It will be pretty low key, nothing fancy. We're going to meet every Sunday in March mostly to pray and get to know each other better and cast vision, then we are planning on officially launching the church on April 1st. We are considering two names for this church: City Church or River City Church, which one do you like better?
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| A sonnet I wrote for classFrom Island of sand and mountain she came by air the fair did fare, angels to stare,
by plane to plains too plain to tame a flame,
pneumatic fire stoked by God-breathed air,
fire in her belly that bade her go
and sow, and, so, I so wanted to see
fire in her belly that made her glow, and through and through, I threw myself care free;
prayer free I crossed my cross and failed to pick
it up. I cupped my cup and tried to fill
it up with mortal love stead endless wick,
Yahweh agape, love no will can kill.
To date to date we'd scarce begun when Wind
brought wind from Him that she should be "just friend."
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| | You Are Dr. Pepper |  You're very unique and funky, yet you still have a bit of traditionalism to you.
People who like you think they have great taste... and they usually do.
Your best soda match: Root Beer
Stay away from: 7 Up |
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