Foose? Foos? Foosh?

This guy would not stay out of the picture. I was trying to get a cool action shot of the ball in play and the glory seeker won't stay outta the way!

LadyAnne

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Quote of The Day:

The more you find out about the world, the more opportunities there are to laugh at it.
-Bill Nye
(AND, because my paper was due today...)
Your manuscript is both good and original, but the part that is good is not original and the part that is original is not good.
-Samuel Johnson

Extra Blip

Here is a little somethin' extra for all you vonderful peoples.

Hay Rides n Horses

So the evening of the seventeenth, in honor of the great and powerful Lady Anne's birthday, the school held a hayride and cookout at a local farm.(Not really, it was just the all school annual Hayride. But it sounds much better like that.)

Here are a few select highlights of the evening. (More commonly known as "The pictures that came out not looking too terrible")

Waiting, waiting and more waiting.
Some kind of weird people hanging around outside my building.

S.T. and D.P.

I have no idea, so don't even ask me.
They were in the back seat and somehow got hold of my camera.

Here pretty kitty!
(It was almost as ugly as the cat my mother labeled "Ugly as sin")
D.P.

The main attraction- Food, of course.

Well, some of us are here by choice...others seem
to think they are going to be burnt at the bonfire!
S.W., S.W., and M.P.

Heap big Chief Funnylookin.
T.T., M.A.

Weird and wacko friendlies.
L.M., J.S., K.B.Ooh yummy fire! More fire...

Standing in line for the feedin' trough.

More crazy wacko friends. I don't think there is room for the couple stick!
Distance! I demand Distance!

Moonlight and Christmas Lights on the fishpond.

They finally locked her up. Are we even surprised?

Yet they let this run loose? Go figure! Get 'em Ash, get 'em!
You have a perfect opening, he ain't looking!

A.W., J.T.

And a fitting end to a comfortable day...a glorious sunset.

LadyAnne

Gas Valves and Firemen

Right, so one morning the girls dorm was greeted by the strong smell of rotten eggs when they got up. All of the girls, being girls, were complaining of headaches and dizziness and marveling that it went away once they went outside. With my upbringing, I knew immediately what it was and advised any one who was complaining (near me) to just stay outside. But me being the quite, UN-assuming person that I am (right) didn't say anything to the hassled and running around dean staff. The guy from the gas company finally got there and went around with his cool, metal-detector-looking gas gauge thingy. After a couple of minutes with that thang there was a general evacuation and calling of city emergency services. Luckily, I was around with a camera. It must have been my Spidey sense.

Taken while waiting for the good shots to materialize.

Not something you see in front of the music studio every day.

Waiting... 1) to get back in the dorm,

or 2) for it to explode in a cool fire ball and school to be canceled.

Even more waiting...

Our heroes...they can manhandle a fan into position.
That's right, a fan. Gotta call the firemen for fan operation.
They really went all out...Cool suits and everything.
Sorry J, they didn't have time to give me their numbers for you.

Plus they were all to old and fat for you.

After all of this..... a kid had turned on the gas valve to the fireplace. Yep, that's it. I am fairly certain the fire people were somewhat put out about it. They ran a fan in the doorway for a few hours and that is about it. Three or four firetrucks, a score of firefighters, several Duke energy trucks and workers and a city fire Chief later. *Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle.*

LadyAnne

Home-A-Wenting

Ah, homecoming. The strange and unusual happenings associated with this event are far too numerous (and odd) to fit on the Internet. Therefore, to save space for all those unimportant OTHER websites, I will merely highlight the least odd. (Well, no they are still pretty odd.)

Starting with the human incarnation of the fictional (green) character of Gumby:

...plus a cream pie.

Not this one, I made this one. It was too good to waste on a face.

And it was chocolate. Yay.

This was the other I made...

Except it wasn't a pie so much as a cake. No, it was a pie. Who decided that a cheeseCAKE was not a pie? Although it would be a little disturbing to have to say I made a cheese pie.

This was the Ministerial booth, we actioned off pies.

Hence the above pictures of pies.(In various forms.)

M. and V. in the missions(I think) booth. Aren't they lovely?

This was the other booth I was associated with. Collage Freshman. You could pay to put someone in jail, but to get out they had to...

sing a Veggietales song!
Such a good soul singer like K.B. had no problem getting into the Cheeseburger song, and very well performed, I might add.

This portrayal of the same song just didn't have the same quality to it. I am sure this performer has great potential, it is just VERY untapped. :)
N.G.

On the other hand, there are some things that GBS quartet members just should not attempt...Like "The Hairbrush Song." I still am not fully recovered from that...above average volume...rendition of a song not meant for anyone but a Cucumber to sing.
D.D., N.P., J.H., and an unnamed person.

These guys, however, were very listen-to-able.
J.P. and M.M.

And very energetic.

The winning booth. (It was High School Seniors, I think)

I'm tellin' you, there is no accounting for the effect that homecoming has on some people.
J.B.

Like her^
S.W.

This was Shan's booth, the High School Freshmen.

And her, very diligently cleaning up after it.
S.T.

V and E, way too into their cups I think.

And yet another odd entity I encountered at this festival of oddness.
T.B. (Wow, hope she doesn't read my post. She's a mean one.)

Library workers unite! She is odd too, but it's alright because I'm her boss, so I'll help straiten her out!
L.M.

Yeah...No help for this one though.
D.P.

This one either, actually. And yet we send him out to promote the school. Oy.
A.M. and D.D.

"Money, money, money by the pound!"
S.R.

Oddness is one thing, but is there really an excuse for a facial expression like that?
R.C.

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And there went Homecoming. It was...a learning experience. In the same way that sticking your finger in a power outlet is. Fun yet frightening.

LadyAnne
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Quote of The Day:

"He seemed like a walking blasphemy..."

-G.K. Chesterton, "The Man Who Was Thursday"

A Wedding Lark

Lazy Phil, S, V, E, Pugsby, and I all travelled many an arduous mile to attend the wedding of the late A.T. We arrived to be greeted by a somewhat flustered looking Groom, as he had left the licence forty some odd miles back down the road. (I was mocking him under my breath.)
We were sure that the Oklahoma car wasn't going to make it on time, due to a pair of previously ripped, sown with a paperclip, worn through a choir tour pants being packed instead of the full pair. But after stopping at a grocery store, yep, grocery store and buying new ones, arriving at the church in jeans and running to change...they barely made it.
Of course the church had to be all candlelit, so that every one could take the worst, grainiest pictures possible. But it looked nice...
Till we had to ruin it by putting that^ up front. :)
The least blurry of the blurry ceremony pics.
Someones camera flashed at the precise moment I took the picture. Couldn't do that again if I tried. Lighting the Unity candle.
The Bride and Groom personally dismissed the pews one at a time. This one you can actually see her a little. (I think I shouldn't go hire myself out as a wedding photographer just yet. Then again, could have been the camera.)
The entire route to the reception was covered in these bright neon green signs advertising, of all things, a divorce sale. Now I have heard of movin' sales and estate sales, but this was a first. And a little ironic. Good thing we don't believe in luck.
Wow, don't they just think they are cute.
V kinda looks like he is wearing white gloves. Must be his Micky Mouse sailor suit.
(If you look close, you can tell the pants don't match!)And no, there are no comments forthcoming about the dead cat, I mean beard.

Wow, aren't they cute? Well, I think so. (No silly, I was talking about the cars.)
The reception was very Fall themed. Unusual, but well executed. Apple Cider, hot and chilled, Kettle corn, Cut apples with caramel in a fondue fountain, Bread soup bowls with choice of tomato basil, or potato soup in them, Various finger foods, veggies and such. (I just made myself hungry!) Decor, obviously, was corn stalks and pumpkins and such.
This is the way my doofus brother addresses a wedding card. Miss Manners, He ain't. The back was covered with things like "Time sensitive material", "This side up!"(pointing to every edge), "Fragile!" and on and on.
The tables were purty too, but I mainly liked playing with the sparklies.
After leaving the church and sending LazyPhil and S to careen back toward Oklahoma at what I am sure were not safe speeds, to reach OKC for church sun morning, The rest of us calmly started back toward town. Calmly enough to even stop at Cracker Barrel. (*Sigh* I'm hungry.) Yes it was cold in there. And she still got a Hot fudge sundae. (Really, really hungry.)

Lady Anne
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Quote of The Day:
"Congratulation. It's stupid, but congratulation anyways."
-Duh..on't remember

I before E......Always

Nothin' like tornado sirens and hail at 1:30 in the am! "Just the warning"? What is up with that? In OK when the sirens go off you in da thick of it! You better duck, man! Crazy northerners don't know what to do with a twister.

"Uh, look Joe, see that cloud?" "Yea...pretty." "What'da yous think it is?" "Uh, I donno. Think Moses is around here someplace?" "Uh, yea, that's what it is. You really know your meteorology, huh?" "Well, my preacher said sumpin' bout exitin'. Must be exodology." "Whoa man yous got lotsa big words, huh?" "Yup" "Uh, what's this rushing in our faces? It's like wind, but strong enough to move a leaf." "I heerd bout that. My teacher said the wind comes rushin' at the plain. It's cause you'ns so ugly." "Oh. Sorry."

Disclaimer: Sorry to all you yanks out there. I really do love ya!

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Never knew Brian Regan was so good for teaching English comp! That was incredibly ironic to walk into a class room at the exact point of his routine that I had just been listening to. The great thing is, I don't think he actually had a point in playing it. Or I wasn't smart enough to pick up on the object lesson. I think we kind of scared him when T2 and I were mouthing the entire thing, though. It's OK, I scare myself most of the time anyway.

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For the record, carrots are one of those things that should never be made into a casserole.

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The sun was shining on the sea,

Shining with all his might:

He did his very best to make

The billows smooth and bright--

And this was odd, because it was Ohio.

adapted from Lewis Carroll's "The walrus and the carpenter"

Nice weather we're having lately. I think I have said before that I am a fan of the fall season. And if not......I am a fan of the fall season.

Lady Anne

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Quote of The Day:

"I before E, except after C,

and when sounding like A,

as in neighbour and weigh,

and on weekends and holidays

and all throughout may

and you'll always be wrong

no matter what you say!"

-Brian Regan "Live"

Upcoming Passed

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Here is a handy-dandy list to reference later of all the things I should have blogged and will, someday.

1. A Wedding Lark


2. Home-went-ing


3. Gas Valves and Firemen


4. Hay Rides Horses


5. Birthday Low-Jinks

I know, I should have kept up! Now you are saying, 'She'll never do it, she'll forget, I know her!' Well, I just want you to know... you are probably right.

Lady Anne

Ohh, fancy!

Here is the newest (yet oldest) addition to my habit.

Eclectic Diversity

No, There is no excuse for it. That's why I'll not try.

LadyAnne

Fall(ing)

From the bridge, of course!

Nothing to say. Not a thing. (Oh wait, that was a thing. Good, now I have blogged!)

Lady Anne

A Choir of Forgetfulness

Author's note: This post is actually from the 7th or 8th, but silly me never got around to postin' it. So, here is an out-of-date news update.

Why? I donno. Just cool patterns. I call it "Forgotten/Abandoned Project", or some variation thereof. Taken with the non-mine camera of my dreams.

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I am not a demonstrative person and I seldom raise my hand or come out of my shell, but I love it when God comes and drags me free of my habitual shyness and allows me, makes me, raise my hand and cry with joy, to praise him with songs and uplifted voice.

I am emotionally and physically exhausted, but I wanted to sing that go back a hundred times and more. And the entire gathering felt the same way. Choir did lousy but God did wonderful!

The trip was longish but survivable. Since I slept most of the time. Except when I was submitted to the conversations of nineteen to twenty year olds. Spare me the affectations of childhood! Alas, was I ever so young as thee? Hopefully not. : D
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Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was this song that was a personal and family favourite, by the Booth brothers. Don't remember the name, can't remember the lyrics. I know it was with the father, I know it was on channel 52, Mom had it recorded. Really early in their career. I can't find it anywhere! No mention of it on the entire Internet. Yes, I looked! MOTN? HELP?! ('He's all I need'? Maybe?)
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Another odd conversation I had today:
KB-"'Made with real honey'. As opposed to all that fake honey."
Me-"Yea, I hate that fake honey."
KB-"Yea, too sticky."
And...
JK-"Do you have a book on how to not hate people?"
Me-"Um, that would be the bible."
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Cool word of the day:
Vicissitudes- I love to say this word.
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Lady Anne

Rambling Menagerie

A interesting building in Downtown Cincinnati. I don't know what it is but I see it everyday on the way to work. And yes, I took this picture from the crosswalk. How you may ask? Only on the beautiful, wonderful, so not fair it isn't mine, GBS Canon EOS Digital rebel. Actually, all three of these pictures were taken today.

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My posts are starting to get long enough to call a blog, I think. Although, maybe I should go for quality instead of quantity, if the last one was any indication.
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The varying degrees of oddity in my daily conversation never cease to amaze me.
For instance today:

~
"If I had a pet peeve, that would be it."
"You don't have a pet peeve so much as a menagerie."

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"Ouch! Ummm....J?"
"I just put that speed bump in my doorway to remind myself I don't really like my job enough to run into the office." ~
"I think I should make the mac-n-cheese for them." (From a thirteen-year-old)
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"It wasn't me."
"I wasn't going to blame you. Not yet."
(It's odd when people respond to my non-sensical statements. Although, if I don't want an answer I'll have to only say them to people who are non-sensical
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"It's unbearable to have insignificance ingrained into your very soul."
-Anne

The LadyAnne of Shalott

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott...

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson

I love that movie. I can never read that poem without hearing it in Anne's voice.
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I got my paycheck today. (Finally) I seem to have a genius for trouble, after we had emailed every one on campus and obsessed over it for three weeks, they said it had been issued with the others and they didn't know why it wasn't in my box. So My thought process was as follows, "I haven't got mail since I got here,....but I check every day.....maybe it was miss placed.....maybe it was put in today.....I'll go check.....nope, nothing in there.....even put in my hand like I always do.....wonder how big this box is anyway.....wow, my hand goes in up to my forearm and still no back to it...........wha?... What's that?......paper?......ow, it pinces my arm.....got it!......Oh, My check!.....................Oh, I'll have to tell Liz"
I really am sorry to all the people I had misconceptions of. No really. My bad, or stupidity as the case may be. (Wonder if the mail person thought I was never going to get my mail? I'll have to get one of those gopher things)
Any who, thanks for the myriad prayers and emails(E!), from all those who helped me thru these times that try the soul.
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The choir is going out this Sunday for the first time. We are.....ready(?). One hundred(th) percent. I love the songs but my own abilities, (or lack there of) annoy me. I have the skirt to the uniform, but they wouldn't really like it if I performed in that, I don't think.
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Piano lessons are good, all two of them. I think if one more thing happens to cancel them E is gonna blow a gasket. Plus we aren't really getting as much out of them if they are too sporadic. Hopefully things will slow down soon.
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We are coming up to mid terms or what ever label they put on this torture. Not bad, just TONS of review. Christian Beliefs tested today. I did OK I think. The notes attached to my bible were helpful. Still, I was surprised how much I could remember without them. But it is the easier part of the course. Except the references; I always transpose the numbers, or switch the verses between passages. It is so annoying! I won't know how I did until sometime later. The class is huge, and it was a write it out test not a multiple choice, so that will take a while to grade, I am sure.
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My conference on the first paper in English Comp is this coming wed. Instead of just writing His comments or corrections on the paper and handing it back, we have to go into a one-on-one meeting where he will dissect and discuss in person. I would rather have a full out knock-down-drag-out, lecture on paper than have to go into that meeting in person. Not that I don't like the Prof. He is actually really funny, in the same way my family is. (ODDITY!) But I just don't wanta go! The other day we had a full ten or so minute speech on how much proof there is that cats are demons. "When a demon is not in hell or a person, it takes the form of a cat." I mean he went on and on. He has way too much time on his hands if he can sit around thinking up eight to ten different points, or "evidences" to prove his idea. I told him afterward that I couldn't come to his class anymore, and walked out! Then I decided it would be even better to get his son a kitten. BWAAHAHHAHHAHHA!!!
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I like the city alright, but I miss nature. Today there were so many songbirds singing I kept running into things trying to locate/watch them. I am sure everyone thought I was drunk. There is a big German Shep that is the security dog, but I only get to see him now and then. I really want to make friends with the little tiny grey squirrel that spends all his time running back and forth right in front of the window by my desk. He crosses the road more than necessary I am sure. He just squeaks by every time. I thought for sure that He had lost his tail to a pickup today. But he just scampered blithely(Gilbert?) on.
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I have had a little bit of trouble staying awake in classes some days, but not a lot. Last night, I had to get my notes typed and then read the rest of the book before the test today. So I just stayed at it instead of trying to cram it into the minutes between classes. I actually went to sleep a little at 4 something, but then I kept waking up scared I had over slept. All in all, I got about thirty to forty-five minutes of sleep, and I have been the most remarkably wide eyed and clear minded all day. Not a bit of grogginess or anything. I never knew why people have such a problem with insomnia, must be because it is like a drug or somethin'.
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E and I were awowing over the fact that little L1 is that old. Seems wrong somehow. I SORRY I DIDN'T CALL IN TIME! I had good intentions anyway. Always do. ("That's the good thing about me, I never do the same wrong thing twice")
SO.....HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! [You aren't getting a car yet are you?]
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My back rub business is growing by leaps and bounds. I found today that I need to buy a scheduler to avoid double bookings! Crazy. All I do is pound on them for 30 to 45 min and they give me fifteen bucks. NICE! The beginning of my plot to take over the world.
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I think I am overly fond of my silly little separating squiggles. ~~~~~~ See? There they are again!

I apologise for My odd wanderings and blabbering. Your own fault for reading this far. If it were me I would have stopped after the first paragraph.

Lady Anne
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Quote of The Day:

Diana Barry: Just say one word and tell me if you're killed!
Anne Shirley: No... but I think I've been rendered unconscious.

My Tribute

Today is the anniversary of the death of Rich Mullins.

• He grew up in the friends society
• He attended Cincinnati Bible College (a few blocks from G.B.S)
• He and his close friend, Mitch McViker, lived on a Navajo Reservation in Tse Bonito, New Mexico, from his graduation until his death, teaching the children music.
• All income from his tours and albums went to his church on the reservation.
• He also was a major supporter of Compassion International.
• He primarily played the piano, but in all his songs, when you here instruments like the Hammered Dulcimer, Lap Dulcimer, and Irish Tin Whistle, these were played by him as well.
• He was killed in a traffic accident on the way to a benefit concert in Wichita, KS on September 19. 1997.
  
  Here are some of his better known favorites, (My favorites, anyway)
  • Awesome God
  • If I Stand
  • How Can I Keep Myself From Singing
  • Step By Step
  • Sometimes By Step
  • All The Way My Savior Leads Me
  • Hold Me Jesus
  • Creed
  • My Deliverer
  • That Where I Am, There You May Also Be

  If I Stand

  There's more that rises in the morning
  Than the sun
  And more that shines in the night
  Than just the moon
  It's more than just this fire here
  That keeps me warm
  In a shelter that is larger
  Than this room
  
  And there's a loyalty that's deeper
  Than mere sentiments
  And a music higher than the songs
  That I can sing
  The stuff of Earth competes
  For the allegiance
  I owe only to the Giver
  Of all good things
  
  So if I stand let me stand on the promise
  That you will pull me through
  And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
  That first brought me to You
  And if I sing let me sing for the joy
  That has born in me these songs
  And if I weep let it be as a man
  Who is longing for his home
  
  There's more that dances on the prairies
  Than the wind
  More that pulses in the ocean
  Than the tide
  There's a love that is fiercer
  Than the love between friends
  More gentle than a mother's
  When her baby's at her side
  
  And there's a loyalty that's deeper
  Than mere sentiments
  And a music higher than the songs
  That I can sing
  The stuff of Earth competes
  For the allegence
  I owe only to the Giver
  Of all good things
  
  So if I stand let me stand on the promise
  That you will pull me through
  And if I can't let me fall on the grace
  That first brought me to You
  And if I sing let me sing for the joy
  That has born in me these songs
  And if I weep let it be as a man
  Who is longing for his home
  
  And if I stand let me stand on the promise
  That you will pull me through
  And if I can't let me fall on the grace
  That first brought me to You
  And if I sing let me sing for the joy
  That has born in me these songs
  And if I weep let it be as a man
  Who is longing for his home
  
  And if I weep let it be as a man
  Who is longing for his home
  

Hold Me Jesus

Well, sometimes my life just don't make sense at all
When the mountains look so big
And my faith just seems so small

So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace

And I wake up in the night and feel the dark
It's so hot inside my soul
I swear there must be blisters on my heart

So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace

Surrender don't come natural to me
I'd rather fight You for something I don't really want
Than to take what You give that I need
And I've beat my head against so many walls
Now I'm falling down, I'm falling on my knees

And this Salvation Army band is playing this hymn
And Your grace rings out so deep
It makes my resistance seem so thin

I'm singing hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace

You have been King of my glory
Won't You be my Prince of Peace
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Quote Of The Day:
Creed
I believe in God the Father
Almighty Maker of Heaven and Maker of Earth
And in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord
He was conceived by the Holy Spirit
Born of the virgin Mary
Suffered under Pontius Pilate
He was crucified and dead and buried

And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am
I did not make it, no it is making me
It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man

I believe that He who suffered was crucified, buried, and dead
He descended into hell and on the third day, rose again
He ascended into Heaven where He sits at God's mighty right hand
I believe that He's returning
To judge the quick and the dead of the sons of men

And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am
I did not make it, no it is making me
It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man

I believe it, I believe it
I believe it
I believe it, I believe it

I believe in God the Father
Almighty Maker of Heaven and Maker of Earth
And in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord
I believe in the Holy Spirit
One Holy Church
The communion of Saints
The forgiveness of sin
I believe in the resurrection
I believe in a life that never ends

And I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am
I did not make it, no it is making me
I did not make it, no it is making me
I said I did not make it, no it is making me
It is the very truth of God and not the invention of any man

I believe it, I believe it.
-Rich Mullins