For a slow Thursday are:

1. Witnessing a friend encounter God and realizing that John 3:16 is self-explanatory.

2. Anticipating my first niece (a doll! yehey!).

3. Receiving a farewell letter with from a person who made the past year worth it.

I’ve been to the videoke 3x the past month. I miss singing. I miss the choir. So I channel it into screaming renditions of Fame and I will survive. There is such sweet satisfaction in hitting those high notes and getting tricky timing right. It’s a happy bonus that I happened to be with people who have great singing voices on all those videoke escapades.
For now, I favor Patti Austin, especially this song. I wonder why…

In My Life

Although music is sweet
But the song incomplete
Now in my life,
Boy in my life
Something is missing
It’s the truth, yes it’s true
Still there’s no me and you
Here in my life
Boy in my life
Something is missing
In my life there ain’t no melody oh no
In my life there ain’t no harmony
To let me sing a song
All I need is a cue when I’m waiting for you
Boy in my life
You are the melody
Coz in my life
You are the song
Baby, in my life
You are the song
You are my melody
To me baby, in my life
You are my song