


Later I'll post information about my trip to visit Shane and Tiffany in Salt Lake City, Utah.
Me and my thoughts, hopefully in the process of my growth, I can bring glory to God.

HallelujahThose words were filling my ears as I read the email that informed me that even though I was late, I was being slipped in, just in time. My heart swelled and my tears flooded as my lips moved to match the words of the song above. I did not deserve this little bit of grace and I certainly do not deserve the Grace that comes to me through the blood of Jesus Christ. Thank you, Father God, for loving me when I fail and when I fall. Hallelujah!
Hallelujah
Thy mercy my God is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart and the boast of my tongue.
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Hath won my affection and bound my soul fast.
Without Thy sweet mercy, I could not live here.
Sin would reduce me to utter despair,
But through Thy free goodness, my spirit’s revived
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.
Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart.
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground
And weep to the praise of the mercy I’ve found.
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Great Father of mercies, Thy goodness I own
In the covenant love of Thy crucified Son.
All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine
Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine.
All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine
Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine.
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

That is me, Karen, and Shane in my dad's 1965 Mustang. My guess is this is 1994 or so.
