and we get up, We fall down, and we get up. We fall down, and we get up. And a saint is just a sinner who falls down and gets up. Bob Carlisle. Cursing every stepp of the way, he bore a heavy load to the market ten miles away the journey took its toll. And every day he passed a monastery's high cathedral walls, And it made his life seem meaningless and small. And he wondered how it could be to live in such a place To be warm wellfed and at peace; to shut the world away. So when he saw a priest who walked, for once, beyond the iron gate he said "Tell me of your life inside that place. And the priest replyed, We fall down and we get up And the saints are just the sinners who fall down and get up. Disappointment followed him home, he'd hoped for so much more, But he saw himself in a light he had never seen before. 'Cause if the priest who fell could find the grace of God to be enough Then there must be some hope for the rest of us... Cause We fall down and we get up And the saints are just the sinners who fall down and get up. Isn't it so true brother? We do fall down. but God's grace is sufficient. Nothign more I need to say. but ponder on that. GOD'S grace is sufficient. Meditate on THOSE words. God bless you brother. {{{hugs}}} Huck Finn |