Some words from the song the choir sang at church today.
They have been in my head all day long, so I thought maybe typing them would help me remember them better....
Where does the wind come from?
Where does it go?
Blowing north, then south, how does it know?
...
The rain falls sweetly to the sea,
but the sea is never full.
How can these things be? How can they be?
...
To love our God, the reason we live.
To love our God, the highest call.
Nothing satifies my soul,
gives life meaning, makes me whole.
For this purpose we were made, to love our God...
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