My Song

This is my song (well, it's actually Cece Winan's song but I won't tell if you won't tell.) It's pretty much the story of my life - in a nutshell - and I'm practicing to sing this (again) in public (even though I'm getting over laryngitis and it's very late at night so I'm trying to be quiet so as not to awaken Olivia and Brillo Man and I'm crying through the last chorus....) ...but still...here it is. Tomorrow, I'll probably regret posting this. But tonight, I'm exhausted and my brain isn't working - so I'm posting it while I have the nerve.

This is for my friend - you know who you are.

God bless you!

What's with the sound not matching up with the picture? I hate when that happens!! And then there's that tapping and the glitch at the end...and the fact that on the very last line I was supposed to sing up and not down....ugh. oh well. I've almost deleted this several times - but for some reason, somebody's supposed to listen to this very bad version of this very beautiful song. Listen to the message - not me!

And now that I've figured out how to upload videos...you'll see Olivia on here soon. She's a much better singer than her Mommy!

Goodnight. I'm going to bed!

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Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus
to have dinner with him,
so he went to the Pharisee's house
and reclined at the table.
When a woman who had lived a sinful life
in that town learned
that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house,
she brought an alabaster jar of perfume,
and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping,
she began to wet his feet with her tears.
Then she wiped them with her hair,
kissed them and poured perfume on them.
-Luke 7:36-38

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