Life of a NazareneCaravan in the winter,
And VBS in the summer,
Running, laughing, jumping around,
Making such a joyful sound.
This is the life of a Nazarene child,
Always fun, sometimes wild.
Grassy stains on their knees,
Singing to God as they please,
Concerts, music, all year round,
Late-night lock-in's with lots of sound.
This is the life of a Nazarene teen,
Always upon Jesus do they lean.
Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights,
And Sunday evenings on Sunday nights,
Praising God and learning His word,
Searching for more they haven't heard.
This is the life of a Nazarene adult,
If you need help, they're there to consult.
Every time the church is open,
You'll see them there, never moping,
Ready to teach children of all ages,
Even though they're paid no wages.
This is the life of a Nazarene teacher,
Also the life of a Nazarene preacher.
Weekly meetings for meals or walks,
It's of these people the young proudly talk,
Looking to them for inspiration in life,
They've survived it all, sickness and strife.
Relentless Ramblings 5Strip Naked and Squawk Like Chickens
You must tell them to ignore what you just did because they'll say we're old friends, but no you cannot eat my ice cream sandwich because the blue and teal belongs to my snickers! We must go back to baking the cats into new people. Confusing times and pain to pop, making audio amplified and scares. Let's all dance around the podeum, strip naked and squawk like chickens because we're all crazy. But it's okay cos our appitites for insanity is now. My fishnet stockings work for the government and I want the sun to be my beautiful mind in this cloudy chilly day. We all have illnesses in our lives and we need insuline shock treatments to make us more insane as we pass from the unknown into our beautiful disaster. My hair is made of christmas curling ribbon that causes seizures to happen at regular intervals every blue years. So blow a bubble and get it wrapped around your nose ring as your turn around and yell at the wall. "We're going down in his
Gateway of Dreams vol.9Hello! It's been quite a while since I've updated one, yes? Well, it's been quite a while since I've remembered any dreams! Sad, I know. But, This one sure is interesting! Haha hope you enjoy!
It started out with my mom, and me. And we were at a Lady Gaga concert. It was a strange kind of set-up. Not like, a giant arena or anything, a smaller place, where she walked around among the audience and whatnot. My little sister showed up a bit too, with mom and I. At one point, Stephani (Lady Gaga) walked over and kissed me. Then went on singing.
When we left, mom and I drove to where our van was parked (yes, drove to the parked van) and there were random puddles of water from rain or whatever. And, then some angry person in a truck started smashing bottles of Vodka on the ground, so then there were puddles of Vodka around too that I had to jump over because i was wearing my cowgirl boots and I can't get them soaked or they shrink because they're leather.
Then, Thad an