Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Highland Cathedral



These Lyrics by Terry Mechan, 1998

There is a land far from this distant shore
Where heather grows and Highland Eagles soar
There is a land that will live ever more
Deep in my heart, my Bonnie Scotland

Though I serve so far away
I still see your streams, cities and dreams
I can`t wait until the day
When I`ll come home once more

So Lord keep me from the harm of war
Through all the dangers and the battles roar
Keep me safe until I`m home once more
Home to my own in Bonnie Scotland

There are a few more versions to this, but these are the words that resonate the most with me. The youth band played this last night, it's beautiful, never has a piece brought me to tears like this. Just beautiful...

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

New York City



Some days I find it absolutely astounding that I live so close to NYC. When I was wee I told my nig brother, David that I would never go to America, (although in my dream land, I had managed to remove Florida from the rest of the US, 'cause I was definately planning to go there.) I told our David that there was no chance I would ever live there. I wonder if God laughed at me that day? David said way back then that he was moving here; at the age of 12, he'd decided. I, on the other hand, was moving to Australia, the Melbourne area to be precise. We have family there, and so I would move to be with them. Strange how at that age I knew that I would leave home. I was so sure of it.

Well, now I live in the US! (Good job sticking to that plan Scoti! Nice!) I just saw this picture in "My Pic" and it made my heart smile. Whoever would have known when I was 11?