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Random 5 Friday – New Years, Strangers, Queen and the King

Hey! It’s Friday! It’s time for 5 random things from my world.  Ready? Set?  Go!

1  I’m still getting used to writing 2016.  I can’t seem to do it, I’ve written 15 and 17 but 16 throws me off.  What gives?

2016

all shiny and new but I just can’t seem to get used to you!

2 I don’t know about you but that first work week of the year kicks butt.  I did nothing more than “normal stuff,” but every night found me dozing in my chair before 9pm.

sleeping-dog

If only I were that tall …

3  Facebook: I have my account set so that only friends of friends can request me as a friend (say that 3 times).  Still – the other day I received a weird message from some guy in Florida who I don’t know asking me to connect with him and telling me his daughter (!) would really like me as a Step-Mom.    I didn’t respond but it drove home the point once again, “You just can’t make this stuff up.”

Facebook-thumbs-down

4  True.  Every time.

bohemian rhapsody

 

5  Today would have been Elvis Presley’s 81st birthday. I’d still be swooning and singing along.  *Sigh

Hello, Handsome! google.images.com

Hello, Handsome! google.images.com

 

 

Happy Friday! We made it – what’s on tap for the weekend, my friends?

 

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Categories: Attitude, Friendship, Fun, Home, Joy, Life, music, Opinion, Personal, Thoughts | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | 15 Comments

With a hopeful heart on bended knee

Lord, help me walk another mile, just one more mile
I’m tired of walkin’ all alone
Lord, help me smile another smile, just one more smile
You know I just can’t make it on my own

I never thought I needed help before
I thought that I could get by, by myself
But now I know I just can’t take it any more
With a humble heart, on bended knee
I’m beggin’ You, please, help me

Come down from your golden throne to me, to lowly me
I need to feel the touch of Your tender hand
Remove the chains of darkness let me see, Lord let me see
Just where I fit into Your master plan

I never thought I needed help before
I thought that I could get by, by myself
But now I know I just can’t take it any more
With a humble heart, on bended knee
I’m beggin’ You, please, help me

With a humble heart, on bended knee
I’m beggin’ You, please, help me

It’s not a secret that I have a thing for the King.  As a girl, I swooned over his movie-star good looks, melted at how he adored his Mama, and relished his velvety soft and  powerful voice.  Still do.

But Elvis cut his teeth on Gospel music.  Down home. On his Mama’s knee. In revival tents with his Daddy and his cousins by his side.

an MJ favorite; image from amazon.com

In challenging times, it’s where he retreated to.   It’s what he sang to relax and come down from all the emotions poured out in concert. And, yes, it’s where I go in my darkest hours but, just as often, it’s where I visit in my happiest, too.

I adore his upbeat tempos and thoughtful ballads but when I hear his version of Gospel … I’m all in.

Say what you want about the Karate moves, jumpsuits and capes;  I get it.  There’s just something so stirring about a talented and charismatic icon admitting that he, too, got down on a bended knee and asked for help.  His humanity reminds me I can, also.

“Since I was two years old, all I knew was Gospel music. That music became such a part of my life it was as natural as dancing. A way to escape from the problems. And my way of release.”

reprinted in Elvis in His 0wn Words, 1977

Categories: Faith, Gratitude, Joy, Life, music, Thoughts | Tags: , , , , , , | 12 Comments

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