I really like this and if you were to ask me exactly why I like it I couldn't tell you. It's just a plain white movie with words on it, but I really like it and it reminded me of the dream I have in the back of my head. The dream that one day I will publish a book that is worth reading and that people will love.
Right, I know it's just a movie. Try to see outside the movie.
A few days ago we were putting up our Christmas tree and someone said we should play Matthew West's song 'Give this Christmas Away'.
I hide it well but I always get a little worried when someone wants to play a song for all of us because out of ten people there is almost always someone who doesn't like the song.
But we played it and to my happy relief I saw Daddy tapping his foot and at the end he was singing the refrain. Mommy said at the end that it was very pretty and everybody wanted to play it again.
It's a small thing a guess but it makes me happy when everybody likes a song. I can sit back and sing it as loud as I like and know that (except for my not-go-great singing voice) no one will mind.
So this is a great beginning to the best time of year. Starting November first and going though January first is the best time of year in my opinion.
Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
It goes beyond the highest star,
And reaches to the lowest hell;
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled,
And pardoned from his sin.
When years of time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men, who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
Chorus:
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints’ and angels’ song.