I hope you are enjoying this song: "How Could I Ask For More" by Cindy Morgan (turns out she's a Tn. girl!). (If you're reading this after Friday, you can click on "Playlist" at the bottom of the page to listen to the song.) I forgot about this CD until I ran across it the other day. When I first bought it, I listened to this song over and over. A lot of songs "speak" to me, but this one shouts! It reminds me of being a young girl, staying barefoot almost all summer, and the hide-and-seek games that the neighborhood kids would play at night. I am reminded of those cold winter nights, snuggling in the blankets and those hot summer nights catching lightening bugs. It also reminds me that, even if life may not be what we thought it would be, the life experiences are what makes us who we are. More importantly, it reminds me to thank God for everything He has given me. And, the biggest thanks we can give Him is for His Son.
The lyrics are below:
There's nothing like the warmth of a summer afternoon
Waking to the sunlight, and being cradled by the moon
Catching fireflies at night
Building castles in the sand
Kissing Mama's face goodnight
Holding Daddy's hand
Thank you Lord, how could I ask for more
Running barefoot through the grass
A little hide and go seek
Being so in love, that you can hardly eat
Dancing in the dark, when there's no one else around
Being bundled 'neath the covers, watching snow
Fall to the ground
Thank you Lord, how could I ask for more
So many things I thought would bring me happiness
Some dreams that are realities today
Such an irony the things that mean the most to me
Are the memories that I've made along the way
So if there's anything I've learned
From this journey I am on
Simple truths will keep you going
Simple love will keep you strong
Cause there are questions without answers
Flames that never die
Heartaches we go through are often blessings in disguise
So thank you Lord, oh thank you Lord
How could I ask for more
(Music & Lyrics by Cindy Morgan)
Yesterday was the halfway point between Ash Wednesday and Easter Sunday. Here's quote from my "Little Black Book":
"All men, whatever their race or religion, have the right to be respected by individuals and by states..." (Bishop Pierre-Marie Theas)
Any time someone is made fun of because of their differences, to me it's like Jesus being spat upon. Wednesday in bus duty I heard some 4th graders arguing because a boy said he didn't believe in Jesus. (Sorry...I said no more bus duty stories!) They were getting pretty loud, so I told them that everybody has different beliefs and you just have to accept that. Sometimes working in a school is difficult because we aren't really allowed to give our opinions of what we believe. When we lived in SC, I had a child come up to me and ask me if I was a Christian (I was wearing a necklace with a crucifix on it.). I told her yes, and she asked me if she was. (Okay, y'all...she opened the door!) I told her that I believed that if you knew that Jesus was your savior, you were a Christian. (I think she was in 1st or 2nd grade, so I was trying to make it simple for her.) Her face just beamed after I said that. I truly believe that the best way to evangelize is to live our life the way God wants us to. And, unless someone specifically asks, I make my statements and answers at school "generic" to Christians, that is, I don't really specifically answer about Catholicism. Unless, of course, there is no way around it. I think a lot of that has to do with being a rarity: A "Southern" Catholic.
I'm linking up with Flashback Fridays per Joyce's suggestion! I like going over to Mylestones and reading every one's posts, but since I have decided to dedicate Fridays during Lent to Meatless Fridays, I hadn't linked up yet. Guess this kills 2 birds with 1 stone! Thanks, Joyce!
I love this song too...great post! I loved your thoughts at the end.ReplyDelete
You could probably link to Mylestones Flashback Friday today...her prompt was Musical Memories and you've got that here for sure.
Have a great weekend!
I hadn't heard this song before--but it's beautiful. Definitely evokes memories of childhood and that simple, sweet time.ReplyDelete
Thanks for joining in this week!
really beautiful lyrics... and i loved your story about bus duty & that little girl. i used to work in a school... and it was hard to find a way to show your faith wihtout getting in trouble! but He always makes a way, doesn't he!ReplyDelete
I like the Bishop Theas quote and the song...I hadn't heard either before. Thanks for sharing. I am the opposite type of rarity up here in my part of MD..."a non-Catholic Southerner" but it's the Southern part that gets to them the most. :-)ReplyDelete
This is a beautiful song! I love it :) Thank you for linking up with Jo so the rest of us can appreciate it :)ReplyDelete
Hi Mary, thanks for your visit to my place today..I bet you hear all kinds of stories from the kids on the school bus..my granddaughter Emma catches the school bus which stops in front of her house..so handy for mom..I love to watch her getting on and off of the bus, when I am visiting them in Atlanta..our grands grow up too fast..ReplyDelete
I love working in the hospital nursery and get much pleasure from helping God's little ones..I retired from this nursery 6 years ago and feel right at home..
Come back and visit me anytime. Hugs, Baba