It is my very first Mother's Day but no celebration coz:
1. J is too young to celebrate it for me.
2. K is not in town
3. My mum's not in town.
However, in church today; Pastor asked every mother who are present to stand up so that he can pray a blessing unto us. One of the sentence said strike me a lot. He said that a mother's love is probably the closest thing to how God's love feels like.
This Mother's Day, instead of receiving a gift or a celebration (hint hint K, are you reading this?), I would like to give J something. A song that represent how I feel about him and what type of person I would like him to grow up to be.
The song is called "I hope you dance". (Turn on your speaker to listen to the song played on this blog)
J, this song is for you. Enjoy!
I Hope You Dance
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I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance,
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
Dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance..
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)
Sunday, May 13, 2007
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