Thursday was Valentine’s Day, and also marked the halfway point for the World Race. We commemorated the day by gifts, matching shirts, a walk through Nelspruit’s Botanical Garden, and dinner under a teepee at a local steakhouse. Seven:eleven has been through a lot of changes in the past few months: Brandon took over as our team leader; Sarah left us to be with her mother in Kentucky (we still pray for her return!) ; and each of us has changed and grown in numerous ways. We are a completely different team than when we began back in September. Some days I am so thankful for my team and I believe we are the best we can be. Other days I am frustrated that we still don’t communicate as we would like to or I realize how completely different each of us is. Then the Lord reminds me that we have grown into this unique family over the course of the past five and a half months – and we still have another five and a half to keep going! We have change into a new, powerful team…how much more will we be in July?
A little different though we tried to stay the same
It never leaves
And when it changes it is still a waiting game
I wait for a lonely breath
I wait to surface from this depth
Wait for the light to come and take away
These images I’ve kept
In my head.
More then ever
I need to feel you
More then ever
I see the real you
You are me
A worse disaster would be w$aking up alone
Now we’re free
We’re drifting out like all the ones we didn’t know
I wait for a silence here
I wait for things to disappear
Wait for the ground to stop
Moving underneath
My only fear
If I lose you, I don’t know
More than ever
I need to feel you, its all around
More than ever
I see the real you, and it surrounds
Everything, everything we have had.
Out of sight, out of mind given that
What I see when I dream hurts like hell and back
Everything, everything we have had,
Out of sight, out of mind given that
What I see when I dream hurts like hell and back
More than ever,
I need to feel you
Its all around
More that ever
I see the real you
And it surrounds
More that ever I need to feel you
Its all around
More that ever I see the real you
And it surrounds
-Yellowcard, “Waiting Game”
Love was a song once, tender and warm,
like the breath of a cool summer morning.
And life was a dance once, graceful and sweet,
like a tumbling leaf, a tumbling leaf.
