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My Love, My Life

Like reflections of your mind, my love, my life, Are the words I try to find, my love, my life, But I know I don’t possess you, With all my heart, God bless you, You are still my love and my life. – ABBA, Benny Andersson

Posted byanniemccullochFebruary 21, 2021Posted inSongsLeave a comment on My Love, My Life

Take My Whole Life Too

Like a river flows, Surely to the sea, Darling, so it goes, Some things are meant to be. Take my hand. Take my whole life too. For I can’t help falling in love with you. – Can’t Help Falling in Love, Elvis Presley

Posted byanniemccullochFebruary 15, 2021Posted inSongsLeave a comment on Take My Whole Life Too

Then Sings My Soul

When through the woods, and forest glades I wander, And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees. When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur, And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. – How Great Thou Art, Carl Boberg

Posted byanniemccullochFebruary 10, 2021Posted inHymnsLeave a comment on Then Sings My Soul

You Talk and I’ll Listen

It won’t be the same, I say, not being able to hear you talk. “Ah, talk . . . ” He closes his eyes and smiles. “Tell you what. After I’m dead, you talk. And I’ll listen.” – Tuesdays with Morrie, Mitch Albom

Posted byanniemccullochFebruary 5, 2021Posted inLiterature4 Comments on You Talk and I’ll Listen

Out to the Windy Beach

Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, Far past the frozen leaves, The haunted frightened trees, Out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. – Mr. Tambourine Man, Bob Dylan

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 30, 2021Posted inSongsLeave a comment on Out to the Windy Beach

Forethought of Grief

And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free. – The Peace of Wild Things, Wendell Berry

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 27, 2021Posted inLiteratureLeave a comment on Forethought of Grief

It Is Well

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say It is well, it is well with my soul. – Horatio Spafford

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 24, 2021Posted inHymnsLeave a comment on It Is Well

Good Morning

Here, on the pulse of this new day You may have the grace to look up and out And into your sister’s eyes, and into Your brother’s face…And say simply Very simply With hope — Good morning. – Maya Angelou

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 20, 2021Posted inLiteratureLeave a comment on Good Morning

A Beam in Darkness

We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow. – In Memoriam, Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 17, 2021December 24, 2021Posted inLiterature2 Comments on A Beam in Darkness

For the Joy

For the joy of human love, brother, sister, parent, child, friends on earth, and friends above, for all gentle thoughts and mild. – For the Beauty of the Earth, Folliott S. Pierpoint

Posted byanniemccullochJanuary 13, 2021December 24, 2021Posted inHymnsLeave a comment on For the Joy

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