the schoolwork is just getting tougher and tougher as the semesters go by.
JC life was so much more work-free.


Great is the Lord
God almighty
Great is the Lord on high
The train of His robe
fills the temple
and we cry out
highest praise

Glory to the risen king
glory to the Son
glorious Son

Lift up your hands
open the doors
let the king
of glory come in
and forever be our God

Holy is the Lord
God almighty
holy is the Lord on high
let all the earth
bow before you
and crown You Lord of all

Psalm 24:7/ Psalm 24:9
Lift up your heads, O gates,
And be lifted up, O ancient doors,
That the King of glory may come in!

another death recently.
served as a stark reminder of how vulnerable our lives are.
will i die without regrets if i die tomorrow?
how then shall we live?

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