whose lyric is it anyway?

june 9th. you guys stink. you didn’t even try.

“love lift us up where we belong”, joe cocker
“i need you”, leann rhymes
“here i go again”, whitesnake
“raspberry beret”, prince
“to be with you”, mr. big
“you give love a bad name”, bon jovi
“pyromania”, def leppard
“amazing”, aerosmith

 

so i was reading some older stuff that had been posted by becky and noticed that she did a “what movie is this line from” type of thing. and i’m sitting here thinking, i could do that with song titles. granted i know movies better, but i do know some music too.

rules:
alicia, you can’t guess them all!

“there are mountains in our way, but we climb a step everyday”
“you’re the hope that moves me to courage again”
“just another heart in need of rescue”
“i was working part time at the 5 and dime, my boss was mr. magee”
“hold up little girl, tell me what he’s done to you”
“when passion’s a prison, you can’t break free”
“we got the power, got the glory”
“life’s a journey, not a destination”

i’ve lost inspiration, all of the sudden i can’t think of anything. okay, give it a try. let’s see, i guess you’re supposed to email me the answers. vmjanzen@homesc.com

surviving the storm

last night was very stormy. or so my son thought. i was apparently sleeping through it when i got a knock at my bedroom door (ironically the knock woke me, but not the storm). it was my daughter telling me that justice was a nervous wreck. he was in her room in the fetal position scared to death. in the course of consoling and coercing back to sleep, i said to him, “don’t you know the storm can’t come in and get you? you have no reason to be scared of the noise.” there was not much conversation at that point, just calming down. he fell asleep and stayed with madelynne for the rest of the night- after she covered the window with a blanket, turned the lamp on and started the cd over!

this evening i overheard justice telling vincent about his fear of the storm. the thunder, the lightening, even the rain on the window put thoughts in his head that something was trying to get him. his father’s wise words were, “you need to overcome that fear. the storm has no control over you, but you should respect it and the damage it’s capable of.”

the same should be of satan. we should never be caught unaware of the destruction he is capable of. isn’t it just like him to use an act of nature- God to scare a child into believing there was no end to the chaos, the noise, and that curling up to “die” was the only option? to turn thunder into voices of doubt and images of evil into streaks of lightening?

we have told justice to set up and “not claim it, in the name of Jesus!” and then to replace the thoughts of bad with good. and just as the devil will come at us time and again we have to stand firm not just once but every time. easier said than done, i know. but knowing is half the battle. well…

 

dear diary

note to readers: i don’t journal, by means of keeping a diary. i used to- helped with anger issues and probably kept some people alive… anyway if i did journal this would be today’s entry.
** everything in italics is what i would have said had i been blogging posting and not journaling. he he.

dear diary,

today was awesome! brooke’s dad and sister got saved. (who wouldn’t, the message scared the hell out me!- you had to be there. listen online) ricsha and the band did a dc talk rap song that i had not heard of. (much better than the original i might add- and i usually give props to the original) becky brought me a “too cool for this town” necklace from her trip to europe. (and it wasn’t from the airport gift shop) amanda is the cutest pregnant woman i’ve ever seen. cal said hell yes! i was so proud of him. (again listen online) vincent and i went for a power walk and then i got a massage. (don’t even go there ashley!) and i’ve just spent the last hour watching videos from- the 80’s. rap videos. i have to admit they are a little racier than i remember, but nothing compared to now. oh some old aerosmith too. what else. well today was my last day to sing this month. i was upset at first. not that i want fame and fortune (it’s a ministry!), but that i want to sing!!! where else can i do that, but church? (we can’t go there alicia) oh well, with all the other good stuff that happened today, it pales in comparison. but ricsha, if you decide to bust out with an aerosmith song or perhaps some run dmc- it’s tricky… ooh ooh- bon jovi, dead or alive comes to mind…
one more thing. something i would have done different today- i would have wore my new green cons. much more appropriate. better for jumping.
one more other thing. dear diary, please don’t tell cal i’m not in a small group. yet. i’m looking. not sure where i fit in.

peace out,
michele