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What If

Lauren Sudduth and Kane Brown

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fM8V1XOI-14
You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you 

What if I find somebody else and I don’t need you

What if this goes south, what if I mess you up

You say what if I break your heart in two then what

Well I hear you girl, I feel you girl but not so fast
Before you make your mind up I gotta ask

What if I was made for you and you were made for me

What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be

What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game

What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in

And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss

What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name

What if I loved all these what ifs away

What if the sky falls or the sun stops burnin’
We could worry about them what ifs ’til the world stops turnin’

Or I could kiss you (you should kiss me), what if you liked it (bet I’d like it)

Well we ain’t never gonna know unless we try it

What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be

What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game

What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in

And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss

What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name

What if I loved all these what ifs away

You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you 
What if I find somebody else and I don’t need you

What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be

What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game

What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in

And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss

What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name

What if I loved all these what ifs away

Away (away)

ready for a ROADTRIP 


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zIMDyLorTVs

So ready for a ROADTRIP. 

Filling up my music stash with an eclectic mix of swamp and ballads. Makes my heart happy. 

Highways and Clouds by Amos Lee

Highways, clouds

Ain’t no stopping, it’s all I’ve gotten

As far as I’ve dropped in, as far as I’ve come

I’m from the badlands

Raised up by hard hands

You can’t feel your face when
The wind makes you numb

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

With highways and clouds
Based Madonna

Do you wanna

Hop on my Honda

And get on the run

When you’re rollin’

You lose all your schoolin’

It’s all for fools man
That can’t come undone

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We’re all lost a little

In highways and clouds
Ain’t no roadmap

We lost it at Flagstaff

It’s too late to turn back

There’s nothing to gain

So swallow me darkness

The cruel and the heartless
Will hold to our harness

And feed from our pain

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We’re all lost a little In highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

Of highways

And clouds

let it be 

It is enough to admire and enjoy something naturally beautiful. To let it be. To see the gift it is. To let it be. Catching it, caging it, poking and prodding and taking it apart may get you the answers you need… but in the process, you have altered and tamed and destroyed it as it was. Putting it back together, however carefully, renders something different. Beautiful still, but never the same.

missing you

It’s Sunday. One of my favorite seven days of the week. The day that it seems perfectly acceptable to rest. Even just for a quick nap, or early bedtime, a lounge on the couch or a late wake up. 

I’m a bit under the weather. Rest has been prescribed along with a handful of meds and my own dosing of essential oils. 

My husband has checked in with me from church, sending me love and well wishes. I’ll miss him playing music today, and we are both sorry of that. 

I’ve puttered around the house a while, had my coffee and tended the dogs. It’s quiet. So quiet. I started the laundry to do a light chore to feel productive. I rest better that way.  There’s only a scant load, but the tempo of the  swishing water adds texture to the quiet of the house. 

I’m settling up under a quilt getting ready to watch  How to Make an American Quilt. It’s been ages since I’ve seen it. 

The movie starts and it begins with a scene of quilting prep. With a heartbreaking pang, I miss my Nannie. 

I give myself a rare treat. 

I open my Nannie’s hope chest. It was stationed at the foot of her bed for as long as I can remember. Full of extra bars of soap and blankets. Her journals are in it now. I haven’t read them. I am satisfied to catch a few words here and there. I quickly fan the pages of one of them to catch a scent of her home. I just as quickly shut the chest, hoping to retain her scent as long as possible. 

It’s enough. 

Love you more. 

beloved

I’ve heard a thousand stories of what they think you’re like
But I’ve heard the tender whispers of love in the dead of night

And you tell me that you’re pleased

And that I’m never alone

You’re a good good father

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

I’ve seen many searching for answers far and wide

But I know we’re all searching

For answers only you provide

‘Cause you know just what we need

Before we say a word

You’re a good good father

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

Because you are perfect in all of your ways

You are perfect in all of your ways

You are perfect in all of your ways to us

You are perfect in all of your ways

You are perfect in all of your ways

You are perfect in all of your ways to us

Oh, it’s love so undeniable

I, I can hardly speak

Peace so unexplainable

I, I can hardly think

As you call me deeper still

As you call me deeper still

As you call me deeper still

Into love, love, love

You’re a good good father

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

You’re a good good father

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

You’re a good good father

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

You’re a good good father

You are perfect in all of your ways

It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are

And I’m loved by you

You are perfect in all of your ways

It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am

Songwriters: Anthony Brown / Joseph Patrick Martin Barrett, Chris Tomlin 

you love me so

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=shTQ5UTbfsM
Taking time to listen. He loves me so. 
“Up To The Mountain (MLK Song)”
I went up to the mountain

Because you asked me to

Up over the clouds

To where the sky was blue

I could see all around me

Everywhere

I could see all around me

Everywhere
Sometimes I feel like

I’ve never been nothing but tired

And I’ll be walking

Till the day I expire

Sometimes I lay down

No more can I do

But then I go on again

Because you ask me to
Some days I look down

Afraid I will fall

And though the sun shines

I see nothing at all

Then I hear your sweet voice, oh

Oh, come and then go, come and then go

Telling me softly

You love me so
The peaceful valley

Just over the mountain

The peaceful valley

Few come to know

I may never get there

Ever in this lifetime

But sooner or later

It’s there I will go

Sooner or later

It’s there I will go

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