"There's the city to which I journey;/ My Redeemer, my Redeemer is its light!/ There is no sorrow, nor any sighing,/ Nor any tears there, or any dying./
"I'm a pilgrim,/ and I'm a stranger;/ I can tarry, I can tarry/ but a night." [Dana, 1841]
"Thy statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage." Psalm 119:54
Today's to do: be thankful my home is in a land free of tears; realize that I am only on this earth for a small time; sing His praises; have a good day.
Kyle Webb
Roy Gambrell