In open fields of wild flowers she breathes the air flies away. She thanks her Jesus for the daisies and the roses in no simple language. Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all. He's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens. As close as a heartbeat or a song on her lips. Someday she'll trust him and learn how to see him. Someday he'll call her and she will come running, fall in his arms, the tears will fall down and she'll pray "I want to fall in love with you". Jars of Clay

Friday, March 17, 2006

Happy St. Paddy's Day

Heading home tonight to celebrate St. Patrick's Day with my family! Hurray for corned beef and boiled carrots, potatoes, and cabbage!

Hurray for being 1/8th Irish!! (yeah, you read that correctly!)

Happy St. Patrick's Day to you and yours!

For those of you who will be drinking... please be responsible :)

posted by manda panda at 3:39 p.m.

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