Where can I turn for peace?
Where is my solace
Where is my solace
When other sources cease to make me whole?
When, with a wounded heart, anger, or malice
I draw myself apart searching my soul?
Where, when my aching grows?
Where, when my aching grows?
Where, when I languish?
Where, in my need to know?
Where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, who can understand?
He, only One.
He answers privately.
He answers privately.
Reaches my reaching.
In my Gethsemane, Savior, and friend.
Gentle, the peace He finds
For my beseeching.
Constant He is, and kind.
Love without end.
I know this is kind of a spiritual post for me, but it’s necessary every now and then right? And then there's this super cute girl who I got to babysit last night who means the world to me! Thank you Kim and Chris for letting me be able to spend so much time with her! I remember when she was born and they were worried I would corrupt her... haha. She makes me so incredibly happy! Sorry the video is sideways, I'm computer retarded and can't fix it. And I know with her devil horns and red eyes she looks a little Satanic in the picture, but still she's still cute and loves to play her guitar.
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