Jesus Come to my rescue:

Yesterday was just hard...nothing big or heinous happened, but I was extremely disappointed in someone I dearly love. My heart got a bit broken, as I saw some of my dreams slip away. (Sounds quite dramatic, doesn't it?...it wasn't!)...It was so good though to remember that JESUS is the source of my life. I love this song by NEWSONG, and the words totally comforted/challenged me, and renewed my eagerness to be with Jesus. If you are needing that too, I think these words are for you!

You are the Source of light

I can't be left behind

No one else will do

I will take hold of You

I need You, Jesus Come to my rescue

Where else could I go?

There’s no other name by which I am saved

Capture me with grace

I will follow You

My heart is Yours for life

I need Your hand in mine

No one else will do Lord,

I put my trust in You

I need You Jesus Come to my rescue

Where else could I go?

There’s no other name by which I am saved

Oh capture me with grace

I will follow You

This world has nothing for me

This world has nothing for me

This world has nothing for me (I will follow You)

This world has nothing for me

I need You Jesus

Come to my rescue

Where else could I go?

There’s no other name by which I am saved

Capture me with grace

I will follow You

Oh I need You Jesus

To come to my rescue

Where else could I go?

There’s no other name by which I am saved

Capture me with grace

Won't You Capture me with grace

I will follow You

I will follow You

This world has nothing for me

This world has nothing for me

Mallard Malady

Today I went in to work, as tomorrow I will be out with my parents doing the "healthcare system" visit...yikes does that get old. God love 'em, they keep hanging in there, for which I am thankful!

Ok, so back to working on a Sunday, when there's not a whole lot of staff in the building. I pull up and notice two geese/mallards/ducks (I can never get the species correct) staring at themselves in the glass doors. In fact, every now and then they would peck at the door as if trying to get their reflection to interact with them. They were clearly befuddled at the lack of responsiveness, and yet saw movement...hmmm...

I was kind of bummed for them, and yet it made a point to me. How many times do I think I'm really connecting with someone, only to find out it was a dim reflection of what I had assumed? It seemed like a connection, but it wasn't really! SUCH a disappointment (likely for them as much as for me!)...and such a desire to experience another's true and real self and yet reality "pecks it out" for us and reveals what is really truth.

So, my feathered friends taught me a little lesson today...now if they would only poop over in the grass and not on the sidewalks...now that would be progress!