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Mama, Papa Bear

(chorus)

Mama Papa Bear

Whew they make a pair

It just aint fair

Dat we gonna hafta share

R mama papa bear

We start like max assist

They thinkin boy’d we take a risk

In walks ol bro Bellew

We thinkin he aint got a clue

What wid this rainbow man

I still don’t understand

One thing make it aight

His old school mullet outta sight

Now for Miss Stacie Fruth

She done always tell da truth

She say we like mustard seeds

Now all grown up to spring time weeds

Did I say dat Stacie’s mom

Really got it goin on

We try to figure out

What dat dere pain is all about

Quick someone get dat girl a pole

She provin 40 aint dat old

We start like max assist

They thinkin boy’d we take a risk

Soon we be 2^nd years

Wait what was that I hear

Yeah, we now 2^nd years

God's Love

Beautiful love.
Its a picture in my mind. I lay naked, exposed in a field of wild flowers. The rolling land illuminated by the brilliance of the sun. This powerful, warming, all encompassing light is God's love. It warms my skin in contrast to the cool earth beneath as I lay on the bed of green. The green that is of every hue imaginable and dotted with purples, yellow, white seedlings ready for flight. They dance as the wind plays across them and my skin reminding me that I am not alone. The silence is visible in the dynamic still frame of my mind. I feel protected, content, resting in Him after realizing I could not have made it another step on my own...that is beautiful love.

Faithful love.
Look at the grand mountain abutting the sea. View the large full trees in the distance. Stand and consider, no matter earthquake nor volcanic activity, the mountain will still be a mountain. Comprehend no matter what falls into the ocean nor the intense heat that sucks up the waters, the ocean will still exist, it will shape and contour and still be an ocean. I stand supported on the mountain, sure of the fate of them both and of myself. Trusting that God will lead me on the path that no one has walked before. It is marked, carved into the trunk of the redwood, teton, oak trees if you will and only I know the symbol, only I can decipher the way. That is faithful love.