Week 22

All I know is I'm not home yet - this is not where I belong . . .

Week 21

I will lift my eyes - to the hills and their Creator, who made all heaven and earth. For He watches me; never sleeps, no never slumbers - He's ever over me.

As I come and I go - I am safe for I know - that His grace is sufficient for me. Winter warmth and light - and a shady place in summer; He's ever over me!

Week 20

O NO! He never lets go - through through the calm and through the storm . . .

Week 19

That's why we praise Him and that's why we sing -- that's why we offer Him our everything!