Would you pray for him with me? That God would open his eyes to see the truth and everything?
Other than that... Squirt's doing a skit next week at Oasis, if we can pull it together in time. We had a Waterworks meeting today after Volleyball, it was a really encouraging and fun time. The Surge team has been having fundraisers... so far they've raised 1,100 dirhams from running Sherbeck's Cafe after Church today. (Surge is the name for the missions trip to India this summer... Cait and I can't go cuz we'll be in the states then).
Bass seems to be nowhere 'cept PMI, and their slot for the time we're there is full. I think next week I'll just go in and look at the books and basses they have there, and buy stuff and teach myself. Seems to be the best option at the moment.
I haven't been writing all that much lately, not writer's block, just a bit of down time with it. I've been reading, some, though. Mostly G.A. Henty. At the moment I'm reading "The Young Carthaginian" to go with my history, and I'm almost done with it.
Only one month and 4 days till we get out of school... 'cept for bio. That goes 2 weeks after we get back from the states.
Not much else to say.
How deep the Father's love for us,
how vast beyond all measure
That he should give his only son,
to make a wretch his treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,
the Father turned his face away
As wounds which mar the chosen one,
bring many sons to glory
Behold the man upon a cross,
my sin upon his shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held him there
until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life;
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything:
no gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ;
his death and resurrection
Why should I gain from his reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart:
his wounds have paid my ransom