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    Tuesday, November 29, 2005

    Angels



    Tell me heaven has angels
    Tell me hell's only on earth
    Tell me God loves strangers
    Tell me what it is worth

    to make the next step
    to see angels right now
    to live through the day
    love ourselves somehow

    Tell me God speaks in silence
    And that sometime I will see
    Not through glass, dimly
    But face to face

    Angels gave me gifts today
    They come as friends
    Filling my need
    Holding my hand


    Thank you my angels



    A road that once was open
    An empty face and empty bones

    -- Keane, untitled 1

    Thursday, November 24, 2005

    Where

    What is that longing you can't place? Like being home sick. But where is home?

    Roads are treacherous, they take your feet and lead you.

    Monday, November 21, 2005

    Coldplay

    Thank you Nicholas and Jeanne for helping to get Coldplay tickets for January 26, in GM place! I am so excited.

    On Sunday during the Youth service Evelyn and Alex sang "Fix You", Gerry accompanied on the piano - it took me by surprise. Alex's voice is so good with that kind of music.
    The piece had been chosen by Carla, one of the WVUC youth group. She wrote in the bulletin that she knew it was a love song, but for her, it was also about God. Very moving.

    And talking about singing - our concerts are coming up; the evening of December 10th and the afternoon of the 11th... Handel's Messiah (of course) and Christmas songs. I know from this point on everyone will hide when they see me coming, as they know I'll try to sell them tickets :-)

    But what better way to prepare for Christmas?

    Christmas time. Lights, love and lyrics.

    Friday, November 18, 2005

    Soul

    I mounted my anger
    and let it ride me
    we trampled friend and foe underfoot
    and I felt fine, ferocious, vindicated

    barbs don't pierce the leather
    mindless of the hunter's mark
    numb

    and empty
    words too feeble to fill the space
    thoughts too tumultuous to hear grace

    If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing
    So much to offer, why offer your soul?

    Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful, it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful, it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Paul, 1Cor13