question:
We all live a life.question: for Whom and how well?
We all die a death.
question: where then will I dwell?
We all sing a song.
question: Who do I praise?
We all see a sight.
question: Where is my gaze?
We all know a truth.
question: Do I ever explain?
We all fight a battle.
question: For whose own gain?
We all walk a path?
question: What lights my way?
We all tell a tale.
question: how was mine today?
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Hi, Becca! I hope your time on your missions team is going extremely well! Last night I talked to Beth and Rushi for a while. Rushi was sooo cute! She kept telling be about all the stuff you give her. I asked her when you were going to be back, and she replied, "I dunno. Mom hasn't told me yet." It was so adorable. :-) Well, you'll have to tell me all about your trip when you get back! Miss you!
That is so beautiful, Rebekah...
I think that if I didn't love you so much that I would envy you terribly. You are just how I want to be. __Amy
We all live a life and die a death. Truly. May we all live a life in Christ's service and die a death in obedience to Christ. I have heard that Nathan O'Neill was preparing to work in missions in Brazil, where he was required to be able to use a motorcycle. So sad, to see him pass away in his training, but he passed away as he was preparing to do what he believed was God's calling for him.
We all live a life.
question: for Whom and how well?
answer: for Him and very well.
We all die a death.
question: where then will I dwell?
answer: in Paradise she doest dwell.
We all sing a song.
question: Who do I praise?
answer: to Him she did raise.
We all see a sight.
question: Where is my gaze?
answer: to Him who is brighter than a blaze.
We all know a truth.
question: Do I ever explain?
answer: the truth is that He reigns.
We all fight a battle.
question: For whose own gain?
answer: because of Him she was sustained.
We all walk a path.
question: What lights my way?
answer: it was Him to Whom she prayed.
We all tell a tale.
question: how was mine today?
answer: hers was of endurance and grace every day.
Dear Jeremiah,
We weep with you in your suffering and we rejoice with you in the knowledge of God's everlasting faithfulness.
Praise the Lord that He is the Rock that never moves even as we feel rocked here on earth.
Mrs. Long
Bekah I am so glad you are almost home. I miss you dreadfully.
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