May 31, 2012

Say what you will...

...but I love Richard Marx's music!  If you've never heard "Angel's Lullaby", I encourage you to take a few minutes to read the lyrics below and then listen to this beautiful song.

I was never alive
'til the day I was blessed with you.
When I hold you late at night,
I know what I was put here to do.
I turn off the world and listen to you sigh,
and I will sing my Angel's Lullaby.

Know I'm forever near-
the one you can always call.
Right now all you know to fear
are the shadows on your wall.
I'm here, close enough,
to kiss the tears you cry,
and I will sing my Angel's Lullaby.

So tell me how to stop the years from racing.
Is there a secret someone knows?
I'll never catch all the memories I'm chasing.
I'll never be ready to let go.

And when the world seems cold,
and you feel that all of your strength is gone,
there may be one tiny voice-
your reason to carry on.
And when I'm not close enough
to kiss the tears you cry,
you will sing your Angel's Lullaby.

Let this be our Angel's Lullaby.

(To listen to this song, click here.)

Me & our "Angel"

May 17, 2012


One of Garrett's Christmas presents last year was a pirate ship that came with several accessories, including a treasure chest.  Before Garrett could open the treasure chest himself, he'd often bring it to me to open.  I'd open it slowly as Garrett anticipated what would be revealed, and I'd excitedly say, "Treasure!", to which he'd raise his blond eyebrows and open his little mouth in excitement.

The more we repeated this routine, the more I thought about what I hope Garrett will learn throughout his life about real treasure.  Real treasure is not found in a treasure chest.  In fact, for most of us, real treasure isn't tangible at all.

"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."  Luke 12:34 (NIV)