Monday Monday

Hiya - don't really have anything deep and meaningful to say...just wanted to see if anyone even still checks in...I'm here. Doin' the laundry. Yup.

'Scuse me - those are my toes you're stepping on...

My Jesus - Todd Agnew

Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Why do you look so much like the world?

Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant -
So which one do you want to be?

Blessed are the poor in spirit
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand

Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich -
So which one do you want to be?

Who is this that you follow
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side
or fall down and worship at His holy feet?

Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for your sins
But the Word says He was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part?
Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him

Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and the least of these
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable -
So which one do you want to be?

Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet
But He reaches for the hurting and despises the proud
But I think He'd prefer Beale Street to the stained glass crowd
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud

I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus!

Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus
You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity
I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus
Cause You said to live like You, love like You, but then You died for me
Can I be like You, Jesus?
I want to like You, Jesus

I want to be like my Jesus

This weekend...

Hiya!

Spent time with my grandmother this weekend - I can't tell you how much I adore and treasure that woman! She's getting on in years, and was telling us how she's already planned her funeral. It was disturbing and comforting at the same time - if that's possible. She's taking it all in stride and, bless her heart, doesn't want anyone else to worry about anything. She absolutely amazes me!

We were looking at old photos of her and my grandfather. They married when she was only 15, and then he went off to war. She lived with his family until he returned (can you imagine?) She just reminisced about their years together, and you can definitely tell that he's the love of her life. He died before I came along. She remarried twice, but it's STILL all about him.

She also gave me a gift this weekend. It's a ring that she had made from the stones in her wedding band and my grandfather's band. I was thrilled! She told me to make sure to give it to my granddaughter someday. I don't want to think about that for a loooooong time! LOL!

Anyway, we really enjoyed our time together, and she ALWAYS spoils us when we see her. It was also kinda nice to tool around the ol' hometown, too. Interesting, anyway...

See ya!