eHarmonizing

Hola. Guten Tag! that's all i've got, foreign-language wise.
Anyhow, thank you to Christi for giving me permission to share that unbeatable picture with you, along with this caption: Christi after 2 hours of EHarmonizing. which is obviously the proper term. ;) (she was actually singing a song, and i snuck a shot, which i admit was sneaky and devious.) the middle picture is of daniel and i, with daniel looking newly-shaven and short-haired and quite, quite handsome! (although he does no matter what his hair and beard are doing.) and finally, daria morgendorffer (sp?) and trent lane make a feltie appearance. if anyone wants to rent them for the low, low price of $5/hour in order to reenact your favorite daria/trent moments, let me know.
alright, so confession: i've been having a Really hard time making myself go to church lately. it feels solitary and awkward and i space out and don't 'enjoy' it. and true, i do not have a reliable car at the moment, but there are people around i could ask for a ride! but that's awkward too. at some point in my life i became one big scaredy-cat. what's up with that?! i'm also trying to convince myself that 'maybe cpc is just not where i'm meant to be...i think they're missing some things....i feel like i'm missing out on a significant part of what it means to be a Christian and i'm not getting the teaching i need there.' which, whether there's any truth there or not, is primarily just a wicked excuse to stay at home sunday mornings. i also justify this because i do a deplorable job of reading my Bible and praying during the week, and if i stay at home sunday mornings, i am sure to do both those things because goodness knows i wouldn't stay at home just to watch Daria (my conscience won't quite allow that, but it could be a temptation you know?)! but i Should be reading/praying all week, instead of avoiding it because i'm afraid of...what? being called. not being called to anything. anyway, christi suggested i try writing a praise song this morning, which i did, and here it is. i realize the poetry is not at all 'high-brow', but hopefully it speaks truth.

I.
G
There's a voice I long to hear,
C
And it whispers in my ear
em
Every day, but I'm
D
Running away.
I know it's filled with love,
I know it counsels peace,
But it calls me to give up
What I won't release.

Ch.
(C)But I will never (D)leave you
(G)I will not for-(em)sake you
(C)Run, for fear or (D) pride
I'll call you (em)home
(C)With open (D)arms
I'll call you (G) home

II. There's a hardness in my heart,
I wish would just depart--
Wake up, it's gone!--
But i'm holidng on.
It is crippling my soul,
Constricting all my joy,
Why is the voice of life
The voice I avoid?

III. I'm deaf and dumb and blind,
I am weak, but made alive,
And He's healing me
Mercifully.
And the first thing that I'll hear
Is, "Child, I am here.
I died for you,
Because I love you."