OSCAR

I love watching the Oscars. My family and I had gone to a party and watched the pre-show than about an hour of the show. When we got home Hayley my 10 year old wanted to stay up a watch a little more. Eight is bed but I said ok. That proved to be were God would step in and have a great moment for me. As Hayley was just about to go to bed I let her watch one more award and the winner was Melissa Etheridge. As her name was called she leaned over and kissed her wife. My daughter’s eyes got real big and said did she just kiss another girl. As if in slow motion as I was quickly trying to come up with an answer maybe I could say one was a man or maybe they are foreigners. But before I could say anything Melissa thanked her wife and children. My daughter then said did she say her wife? So Sunday Feburay 25th at 8:58p God had my appointment with my daughter to talk about homosexuality. Not sure what God’s plains are for me this week but I am praying it will be easy.

UNWRITTEN

It has been a long week. We are starting to potty train Brayden and it has not gone real smooth. The poor little guy has an ear, eye, and sinus infection. So he is not feeling his best. Anyway I was on my way to the dentist with Hayley and I had gotten this new CD. It has all the Nominees from the Grammy’s. I listen to this song “Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield” witch I have heard many times but this time it was as if God slowed everything down so I could really heard the words. I love it, it spoke right to me. I have attached the words for you. “Open up the dirty window Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find Reaching for something in the distance So close you can almost taste it”. I would love to be able to open up a window and just feel God love illuminate me. There are some many words in this song I love. Try to listen to this song now that you know the words. As I drove listening it was like God was speaking right to me, Kristy open your window let me illuminate you. It was my kiss from God that I needed after my long week.




Song: Unwritten Lyrics
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your innovations
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes,
but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, yeah, yeah

GRAMMY AWARDS

They make me feel old. I often find myself telling my 10 year old how hip I am but now as I watch the Grammy’s I feel old. I don’t know who many of the artiest are. I’m sure that I have heard many of their songs but just don’t know them. The highlight was seeing the Police perform. I am a big dreamer, so maybe next year will be my year. Someone will discover that I really can sing, and I will be up their thanking some one. Never dream small.