a lyric, a time, a crusade, a line
one minute, a friend, a road without end
Zwan, "Lyric"

A toast, to begin a new year of life. Heres to the small things in life, that we may never fail to recognize their greatness. To songs that heal and songs that make growing up make sense. To westbound highways and driving at night. To sunsets that set the sky ablaze and the stars that replace the sun's fiery brightness. To purity and all that it entails. To watching the youth become all that you wanted them to be. To dreams that keep us alive. To journeys that seemed only to be but a dream. To faith and hope, for which brings us the new day. To peace and patience, keeping us ever still before our God. To friendship without boundaries, restraints or fear. To the sound of typewriters keeping time to an old radio. To red trucks and a good breeze. To paths that shall never cease, and kingdoms worth fighting for. To first loves and last words. To rivers that sing us to sleep and mountains that steal our breath. To sleep, and may someday we truly find it. To honor. To those who shed blood for the sake of their friends. But above all, to the glory of the risen Christ, the Father our maker, and the Holy Spirit who makes us his temple. May this year be blessed and may God reveal his love and power unto the world through his people and through his Spirit. you have my love, always.