Lead Me to the Cross

Savior I come / Quiet my soul remember / Redemption's hill / Where Your blood was spilled / For my ransom
Everything I once held dear / I count it all as lost

Lead me to the cross
Where Your love poured out
Bring me to my knees
Lord I lay me down
Rid me of myself
I belong to You
Oh Lead me, lead me to the cross

You were as I / Tempted and trialed / You were / The word became flesh / Bore my sin and death / Now you're risen / Everything I once held dear / I count it all as loss


"Quiet my soul"
It's like my soul wants to scream and shout.  If only people could hear it and comfort it.  How do I find the quiet my soul needs, like this song talks about?  It's almost as if my soul quiets the louder I blast this tune.  Ha.  Psalm 131:2 says, "But I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me."

It's hard to sit quiet.  We long for noise and the business of the day, the silence sometimes intimidating.  How can we hear the Lord if we never allow time for Him?  How can he quiet our hearts and minds if we don't quiet the noise around us?  

Life is hard.  Let the Lord quiet your soul.

Have I Lost My Readers?

I am still here, with Craig at my side.  We haven't gone anywhere...have you?

I admit I deserve to have my blog never looked at again.  I am unfaithful and can't hold a steady key.  But cut me a little slack while I explain...

graduate school.  the end.

What a challenge life has been over the past six months.  Trying to learn how to study all over again and working through the hand cramps since my hand doesn't remember how to write longer than 10 minutes with a mechanical pencil.  This quarter, which began at the beginning of January, is off to a way better start.  I can actually manage this schedule, allowing times for fun and games every now and then.  Craig and I still like to hop in the car and drive miles upon miles, keeping our weekends full.  Over Christmas break we drove close to 1,000 miles just traveling around to see family!  Portland, Federal Way, Shoreline, Renton, Seattle....

There were some rough moments...and they still come and go.  But in the end Craig and I couldn't be more blessed.  Please remind us of that when you are around us.

Also, I will try to be a more faithful writer in the future.  I greatly miss my creative side.