Going through photos on my computer this weekend, I came across these two pictures, both taken within the past two years.
They call Colt (our 23 year old son) guitar ninja at church because they say he’s awesome on guitar. (I agree with them....am I allowed to say that since I'm his mom)? The guitar is the instrument he’s playing on the praise team right now.
However, he has also played the drums on the praise team as well…..he was masked again….this time…..as Spiderman. :)
He really does play without a mask (most of the time).
He has now been living on his own in his apartment for nine months and I sure do miss him around here. I miss hearing him on his guitar late nights in his room. And I can't believe I'm saying this, but I even miss those LOUD drums upstairs. We've always encouraged his music though, no matter what how loud. :)
Music is Colt’s passion and gift. I’m so glad (and thankful) that he uses his musical talent for the Lord! :)
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Monday, July 9, 2012
Thursday, March 31, 2011
The Orphan's Song
Joy wrote this song. I wanted to share it and by the suggestion of a friend, to share it with the adoption community on a couple of forums as well. She truly has a heart for the orphan (as do I). I hope you enjoy it!
Here are the words:
The Orphan's Song
(1st verse)
Hello, my name is orphan;
my name is unadopted;
my name is child of God.
Hello, my name is unloved;
my name is cared for...
not nourished.
I fear turning fourteen;
Unavailable to be loved;
I live in an orphanage;
nannies pass me by,too many kids cry.
(Chorus)
Just a little special need,
but there's nothing to be done
until you come.
So why don't you come?
(2nd verse)
I saw you get your little guy;
you were huggin' him;
and I was just standing by.
And my friend was picked today;
they took her away;
and I was left standin' by.
Someday, it will be my turn.
They will come for me;
and I will go home.
(Chorus)
Just a little special need;
but there's nothing to be done
until you come.
So why don't you come?
Come?
(Bridge)
Orphan,
unadopted,
unloved,
child of God.
(Chorus)
Just a little special need;
but there's nothing to be done
until you come.
So why don't you come?
Come?
Come?
When will you come?
Labels:
adoption,
guitar,
Joy,
music,
songwriting
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