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"But the Counselor,
the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name,
will teach you all things
and will remind you of everything I have said to you."
John 14:26
The second part of John 14 is on Holy Spirit. When I was reading the chapter this morning, I realized that I have the least knowledge of the Spirit among the Trinity. I was once again reminded that the Holy Spirit was sent "to be with me forever." As John 14:26 states, the Holy Spirit is to teach us and remind us of everything God has taught and is teaching us. I want to study more about it and will post another entry sometime in the future. So please stay tuned!
The song of the day is by Stacey Kent. She's one of my favourite artists because of her lovely unique voice. It's so easy to recognize her voice whenever I hear her song on the radio. I was tuning to jazz fm on the way home and there she was singing! The lyrics caught my attention - yes, you'll note my obsession with autumn in New York. Plus, since it contains the word "October" in it, I thought it would make a good selection to your fall playlist!
What should I call this happy madness that I feel inside of me?
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see.
Some kind of wild October gladness that I never thought I'd see.
What has become of all my sadness, all my endless lonely sighs?
Where are my sorrows now?
What happened to the frown and is that self contented clown
Standing there grinning in the mirror really me?
Standing there grinning in the mirror really me?
I'd like to run through Central Park, carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass for everyone to see.
I feel that I've gone back to childhood and I'm skipping through the wildwood,
So excited that I don't know what to do.
So excited that I don't know what to do.
What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you.
What should I call this happy madness all this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy.
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy.
The gods are laughing far above, one of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily, gladly, madly into love.
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