happy turkey day!

Thursday, November 25, 2010

holidays are hard, i've decided. everything is different these days.  
reminder to self: give thanks for the good :)
cute little turkey treats!
#1 thing i'm thankful for today: another thanksgiving with daddy.

rethink possible.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

this is why i love at&t. 


i'm awake. still. it's 3:17. no one else is awake. and i just did some major blog renovations. who has time for that? me, that's who. oh only live once.

let me rest in You.

You dwell in the songs that we are singing
rising to the Heavens, rising to Your heart, Your heart
our praises filling up the spaces
in between and frailty and everything You are
You are the keeper of my heart
and i'm restless, i'm restless
'til i rest in You, 'til i rest in You
i'm restless, i'm restless
'til i rest in You, 'til i rest in You
oh God, i wanna rest in You
oh, speak now for my soul is listening
say that You have saved me, whisper in the dark
'cause i know You're more than my salvation
without You i am hopeless, tell me who You are
You are the keeper of my heart
You are the keeper of my heart
and i'm restless, i'm restless
'til i rest in You, 'til i rest in You
i'm restless, i'm restless
'til i rest in You, 'til i rest in You
i wanna rest in You
still my heart hold me close
let me hear a still small voice
let it grow, let it rise
into a shout, into a cry
and i'm restless, i'm restless
'til i rest in You, let me rest in You
i'm restless, so restless
'til i rest in You, 'til i rest in You
oh God, i will rest in You

potter world.

well thursday night i went to the midnight showing of harry potter. didn't get home till 3 and it was so worth it. although i did realize that i don't particularly like staying up into the wee hours of the morning. guess that means i'm getting old. i'm okay with that, bring on the years!


always my outfit of choice...

literally love flannel these days.


Dear Dad,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Woa, 47, you’re old. You’d never think it! First of all, thanks for being my dad. Not just my dad, but my friend and example. Thank you for being in my life these 21 years. I really feel so blessed when I talk about you because not many dads cared to be as involved as you. It really means a lot to me. The other day I was asked one thing that my dad has taught me or led by example and I really couldn’t think of just one thing. I eventually nailed it to choice. I have the choice to be sad and dwell on something, or I have the choice to move on and make the best out of every situation. Thanks for being such an example, a godly example, that I couldn’t think of one thing easily. I told my friend that my life is comprised of so many things and beliefs that are the same as my parents. I’m grateful for that. Life is full of choices. It’s the choices that we make that either keep us focused on ourselves, or glorify Him.

I’m excited it is your birthday today, Dad. I love seeing how many people love you. I love hearing stories about how you have affected people. I love that the boys are getting baptized today just like I was baptized 6 years ago. I love that you led all of my brothers to Christ. You’re the coolest.

There are so many memories that are so sweet to me, Dad. I remember our “first date” to Lion King. I am thankful that you set the standard to how I expect guys to treat me. Thanks for treating mom well. I really don’t what I’d be like if it wasn’t for you. Your involvement and care has helped me become who I am today. I remember you swinging us around in big blankets in the living room. I remember you playing “chase” with us even though you were exhausted from working all day. I remember you always taking us to Wells Branch and the “Castle Park.” I remember bike rides. I remember you teaching me how to ride my bike. I remember you teaching me how to drive. I remember you tucking me in every night. I remember being scared at night and you staying till I fell asleep. I remember “Jelly Belly” when I had growing pains. I remember that one time I cried wolf and you got so mad at me haha.  I remember you comforting me when my heart was broken. I remember you going on dates with mom. I remember you driving me to TP my friends’ houses. One of my favorite memories is your prayer journal. I love the look of composition notebooks because it reminds me of your prayers. I remember how one time we were looking on the bottom of your closet and found boxes and boxes of prayers since you were 13 years old. Thanks for that. You’re such an example. Thanks forshowing what it looks like to pursue the Lord.

Dad, you are the most amazing man I know. I’m so proud to call you my encouraging father. Dad, someday when you can’t walk because of this disease you have, I’ll be there. I’ll push your wheelchair. I’ll hold your hand while we go down the aisle together. And Dad, when you can’t talk because of this disease, I’ll remember what your voice sounded like. I’ll remember you praying with me every night. Thank you from showing me what it means to love. Thank you for loving me greatly. Thank you for sacrificing. I can’t express my gratitude. You are the best dad I could fathom. I wouldn’t trade these awesome, crazy, hard, fun 21 years with you for anything. Love you so much Daddy.


i want real fall. i want autumn. where the leaves fall and are perfectly brilliant colors.
at 11:11 i will wish for that. dang, now it won't come true.


it's been a while.  i've miss you, blog.
chicago is lovely. if it wasn't for the sub-arctic temperatures, i'd live there in a heartbeat. this weekend was so necessary. it was such a treasure because i got to see my best friend's life and understand her more. the gap between our college lives in austin and our college lives at school has been closed, i love that. seeing the sites and being touristy with april was just (for lack of a better word). sushi, laughing, spending money, walking and walking, late night pizza, people watching, salvation army, riding trains, tea, shopping, and talking. breathing. just breathing in the city. as i looked up at all the high buildings that made me feel so small, i couldn't help but contemplate the vastness of God. kinda freaks me out. i miss the air in chicago. the brisk wind that made me catch my breath and the impossible attempt to hold on to it like a fleeting thought. the miles of ground so hard and stable. stability. it was good to just be this weekend with "no regrets," as my dad would say.
as i grope for words to illuminate my excursion, i find that i can only settle on the deep friendship that i so appreciate. my bosom friend april. constant and true. what a treasure. i hope i can bless someone as much as she has with her shear ability to be afriend. the very essence of the definition. friend- a person who gives assistance; patron; supporter. love her.
well enough of that. on to pictures.
pumpkin spice cupcake. yum.
big red chair.
argo tea.
nervous about my first cab.
freezing at lake michigan.
jump cuz i'm happy!
we'll meet again soon, chicago. sometime in the spring.


It's a Good Thing to Hope for Help from God
19-21I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.
I remember it all—oh, how well I remember—
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
But there's one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
22-24God's loyal love couldn't have run out,
his merciful love couldn't have dried up.
They're created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I'm sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He's all I've got left.
-The Message


I'm awake at 4am. This is quite a regular occurrence for me. I'm annoyed. And in that stage of tiredness where your stomach feels a little sick. Ya know it? Ps. shout out to Anna who is driving back from Destin right now...bleck what a terrible thing to stay up all night. Well I am going to be "productive" here on my little blog so I'll just go ahead and say what I'm EXCITED for about going back to Baylor. In no specific order of course.
  1. Sleeping in Nicole's bed all semester.
  2. Seeing Anna.
  3. Having really cool neighbors.
  5. Not having to work as much. I'm clocked in right now. Hehe.
  6. Having a car!!!
  7. Sunshine and rollerblading
  8. Sonic happy hour. We have that here too but it's just not the same.
  9. New things await!
  10. Sisterhood retreat. Haha adda girl lauren!
  11. MUMFORD & SONS CONCERT!!!! Well it's in Dallas. Still in the greater bubble of Baylor?
  12. I'm turning 21 in a month. Weird I'm the oldest?
  13. Beartrail. Love that thing.
  14. I really need to paint my nails right now. Also I think I'm hungry. Who gets hungry this early?
  15. 25 miles till Anna gets to Houston! Maybe she can sleep at Tiana's?
  16. Oh back to the list, I'm excited to utilize my new phone on campus! Twitpic this! Twitpic that!
  17. I got new curtains. I like them. I spent WAAAAY too much money this summer.
  18. I GO TO CHICAGO SOON! Eeeeeeee can't wait to see the bean. And April.
  19. I want to go to the lake soon. Bo?
  20. I'm sick of making this list so I'm gonna go now.

big bad news.

A lot of people have been asking me how I am, now knowing that my dad is going to die. Well as expected, I am not okay haha. I've always said "I don't know what I would do without my dad" and so thinking about what I'm ACTUALLY going to have to do without my dad is scaring the crap out of me. I feel like I can see all the things that are going to happen, like my dad not being there when I get married, or when I have kids. I see them and I feel the pain and weight of that knowledge just pushing at the outskirts of my mind. Trying to break free and crush me under sadness.

Yea, I know that God has a plan and that it will be good in the long run. I do know that. I know that God's ultimate purpose in allowing this to happen is so that He is glorified. I know all the Sunday school answers for why my dad is sick. But it's not really what I need to hear right now. I mean, this sucks. Really bad. For my whole family. If you're looking to comfort me, right now, I just need you to BE with me. Hug me when I cry, cry with me, talk about how bad this sucks. That's where I'm at right now.

I know the Lord provides. I've experienced miracles. It's hard to pray for a miracle that my dad be healed when the doctors say it's impossible. But then again, I do worship the God of the Impossible. I will lean on the Lord for comfort because He is the only true comforter. He did lose His only Son.

Funny, I get a bible verse every morning on my phone and He is so faithful with encouraging me:
"We do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day."
2 Corinthians 4:16
Hahah, my dad just informed me that he wants to move to Beliz. OKAY dad.

tea freak.

I love tea. Not more than Coke. But it is my caffeine fix when I choose not to drink Coke (very very rare). And....
Don't worry, this shirt is only $12.95.


I feel really technologically savvy..I learned how to make ringtones on my iTunes and put them on my phone. I have to admit that I've spent a ridiculous amount of time doing this. Everyboday gets a ringtone!! WHOO! (spoken like the "everyboday gets a humpback whale!!")

Also, breaking news. Ben Rector has a new EP. Get it.

And, recently I've been obsessed with Mumford & Sons. So if you don't know them, go listen. Awake my Soul is my favorite. Little Lion Man is too but it has a really abrupt cuss word in the middle of the chorus. So that limits the times I can listen to it, don't want to pollute the little puberty ears of my brothers. Good sister right?

In addition, I love kids. Babysitting Maranda yesterday (she's 2) and we were at Chick Fil A, she's sees this guy and goes "WOA THAT MAN IS A VERY BIG MAN!!" Real loud. Real embarrassing. Real real funny. To be fair...he was extremely large. Kids say the darndest things.

when it rains.

My favorite thing about rain in the summertime is the smell after rain hits the hot concrete. Makes me not want to wear shoes.

Also, and this has nothing to do with anything, but I just remembered that I had a dream last night where I saw Will Smith and Lebron James. COOL RIGHT!? I have really profound dreams.

prayer and healing.

So I've been wrestling with this topic a lot. Thinking, praying and talking about it. Here's some mixed thoughts.
God's kinda like the President. Some people believe that you can't just come to the President with any petty thing. That there are certain mediating ways but you don't just come rushing to the throne. But I think you can if you're the Presidents kid. If your his little son or daughter you have access to the Oval Office because that's not just the President, he's also Daddy. Who cares what your problem is! God wants to commune with us. He sent His son Jesus Christ to connect with us. "Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need" Hebrews 4:16.

Cast ALL your cares upon Him! Psalm 55 says to "roll" your burdens onto the Lord and He'll sustain you.
You see, it's all about response. You can't just pray "get me out, get me out," you have to pray "God give me perspective in this." Of course I can ask to get out of tragedy. Jesus did! It makes sense to talk to God. He's the right guy to go to! Wherever I am in the spectrum of my life, my response SHOULD be to talk to God. Am I doing that?
God can heal people. It's up to God's sovereign will. The prayer of faith will save. Yeah, sometimes He doesn't. But that's not the point of our lives. Everyone is gonna end up dead in the end. The point of my life is to bring Him GLORY! So if I'm praying for my dad in faith, He will be glorified. If my dad doesn't have a life threatening sickness and is healed, He will be glorified. If my dad has a life threatening disease and goes to be with Him, He will be glorified. My response will potentially bring God more glory. I trust that He has a plan for my life. This stress sucks. But I've already seen His provision through this situation.

He's calling my attention to something glorious. In my sin, God did send someone to rescue me. It was His son. No matter how dark and twisted my life has become, I can call to Him.

So I'm gonna keep praying, I'm not gonna give up.

God loves to work miracles. God loves to save me.

breathe deeply.

Oh wassup Breathe Deeply logo?

when in need.

I doubt, He delivers. God provides.
Can I get an Amen?


Just looking through pics when I found this treasure.....
Look how cute I used to be?!?!?!!?!?!

take it easy.

I encountered one of those moments on friday that makes you feel alive:
Listening to Take it Easy with the top down, in a jeep, with a coke in my hand, on the way to the pool.
Just one of those times that makes you think....I was made for this.
I love being outside, even if I am drenched in sweat.

dear dad...

Wow what to say. Thank you?  Thank you for making Jesus the cornerstone of our family. Thank you for showing what it means to selflessly love. Thank you for never putting yourself first. Thank you for sacrificing jobs and dreams to keep us kids in the same school. Thank you for showing what it means to be a good husband, a man worthy of that title. Thanks for all those dates, just me and you, from the Lion King to Starbucks. Thank you for showing what it means to be a parent, encouraging and offering up wise council when I was an idiot. Thanks for helping me to grasp onto Jesus to help me up when I fall. Thank you for being His follower first and foremost. Thanks for Baylor. Thanks for never giving up and never letting me either. Thank you.

It seems so cliche to say that I can't think of a better dad. But I really can't. I don't know anyone who does this job as well as you. I am who I am because of your guidance and encouragement. Words can't describe how much you mean to me and how much I love you dad. Literally, I'm out of words. Thanks for running this race with me daddy.
I love you.

joy in pain.

If I could, I would take this wheelchair to heaven with me.  Standing next to my Savior, Jesus Christ, I would say, “Lord, do you see this wheelchair?  Well, before you send it to hell, I want to tell you something about it.  You were right when you said that in this world we would have trouble.  There’s a lot of trouble being a quadriplegic.  But you know what?  The weaker I was in that thing, the harder I leaned on you, and the harder I leaned on you, the stronger I discovered you to be.  Thank you for the bruising blessing it was, this severe mercy.  Thank you.” - Joni Eareckson

Wow. What if we all viewed suffering as a sovereign thing? Whether it is physical, emotional or relational. What if we viewed every pain as a bruising blessing and a severe mercy? We realize that yes, pain is real. It hurts. But it's only temporary. Something glorious is in the future.

A lot of times we find ourselves wrestling with the fact that we are going through a painful circumstance, saying "this isn't fair. why me?" When we SHOULD realize that pain is the one thing that the whole world has in common. Suffering is the only thingevery human being has in common. Not everyone gets joy, but everyone gets pain.

In James chapter 1, he talks about considering it pure joy when we face trials of many kinds because we know that the testing of our faith develops perseverance. This verse comes across like James is saying be happy that you are going through trials so that you can go  through more! But really it's kind of like when we were "conditioned" in school. When we were younger, the alphabet seemed like torture to have to write out all TWENTY SIX letters haha. But now that's a piece of cake and we can take on 10 page papers!

What James is saying is that the reason we should be joyful in times of suffering is because we know that something greater lies ahead. That we can rage against the pain because it wasn't always like this. And it won't always be like this. There is life in the future. JOY beyond expression in Christ.

If I can walk through the pain that I'm experiencing, correctly, it will change me into something else better. And isn't that worth it? Pain makes me deal with God. Not just deal with him, but love him.


Languages are really weird. I was sitting in Spanish class today and I listen, having to change the words into English in my head. Why do Spanish speakers talk so fast? Why are h's silent? And v's sound like b's? I feel like Spanish speakers use their tongues a lot more. I mean that in the talking way, you sicko. Sometimes I really like the sensation of someone talking and you have no idea what they're saying. Is that weird?
P.S- I want to go to Spain. España that is.


I have an obsession with wedding photos. Of random people. On random websites. Literally love them. All the brides are so radiant and the grooms so enraptured. And don't even get me started on the colors and the flowers and the lights and just how it all looks like their absolute perfect day. Hooray!
Told you I'm obsessed.

like a lion.

Let love explode and bring the dead to life.
A love so bold
To see a revolution somehow.
Let love explode and bring the dead to life.
A love so bold
To bring a revolution somehow.
Now I'm lost in your freedom
This world I'll overcome.
My God is not dead,
He's surely alive.
He's living on the inside,
Roaring like a lion.
Let hope arise and make the darkness hide.
My faith is dead,
I need a resurrection somehow.
Let Heaven roar and fire fall.
Come shake the ground
With the sound of revival.


life is so colorful.
this picture doesn't even show it all.
crazy how it never does.
man, He's good.

kitty kat.

Happy birthday to my best friend slash roommate Kathryn! I LOVE YOU KATH, you rock my world.

four square.

Alright, last night we played 4 square in the parking lot of our house and I had a few thoughts:
  1. Was I ever REALLY good? I mean really, I thought I was good. Maybe it was cuz I went to a private school.
  2. How is Bo so good. He is always king.
  3. I can't remember what cherry bombing is. I always say no cherry bombing though.
  4. Why do I always lose.
  5. I think it's sad I can't think of US city names quickly off the top of my head. There are 19,354. Yep, just looked it up.
  6. How come the serve has to bounce in the King's square before another's.
  7. Why do I always lose.
  8. Do you have to be athletic to be good at this game.
  9. I really like the acronym CLOAS. CLOAS for life.
  10. I'm really bad at 4 square....yet I keep playing...
  11. Boys always gang up on the girls. I don't know why though, we are the worst anyways.
  12. Holy crap a ginormous ant just ran across my computer.
  13. I really like luaus. And 4 square. And moo moos. And food.
Lauren's party was definitely a success. Even though I kept losing at 4 square.

the gift of singleness.

So I'm listening to this podcast by Ben Stuart called the "gift of singleness" and I realize that I have been looking at this whole "single" thing all wrong! I've been allowing my hopes and dreams be a driving factor in my life, not giving them to the Lord and focusing on His plan for my life.
God has given me the gift of singleness so that I can promote an understanding of the reality that God is calling people out of the dark and one day it will be over. One day He will come. In 1 Corinthians 7, Paul talks about how singleness is a gift to secure anundistracted devotion for our Lord. Basically, the Lord wants to give us a new mindset about life and He wants to give it to us in a time where we are undistracted. And let's face it, dating is distracting.
I have have been given time. How am I gonna use this time? God has blessed me with the time I have had to glorify Him. God gave me a reality check today. HELLO KAMBLY, I DIDN'T MAKE YOU JUST TO GET MARRIED! Woah, duh. And I'm sitting there thinking but that's what I've always wanted! Well, not anymore Kambly. Jeremiah 29:11- "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord.  I need to trust that the Lord is good and use singleness while I've got it! So obvious right?
The thing is, God has an awesome plan for my life and I so easily get distracted with looking behind me and not straining forward to the feast that He has prepared for me in the future. It's like this verse:
"But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead." -Phillippians 3:13
So, He has given singleness to us that we would live life right, that we would know Him deeply, make Him known and take into our marriage a lifestyle that is chasing after the King for His glory. God is faithful. And I always have to be reminded of that.

open happiness.

Most people know that I have a love for Coke. More like an obsession, really. I love literally everything about it. I mean everything. From the red background and white cursive letters, to the "joy" commercials, right down to the delectable taste. Coke, to me, isn't just a caffeine fix, it's a LIFESTYLE. Seriously. I could be having a miserable day and if someone brought me a fountain Coke I would immediately feel better. And if you're thinking, "wow, she has replaced Jesus with Coke," please read previous posts and you will see this is obviously not true. No other soda can compare to the sweet sugar rush you get when coca cola is drank. I will argue this point to no end. My absolute favorite Coca Cola commercial is the one where the dude with the terrible voice goes around his party and passes out cokes to all his "friends" singing "joyyyyy enough to go roundddd!" Ah, I love it. So real. So joyful.
Well now you know my obsession. I recently gave up soda for lent and my friends can attest to how hard it was for me not to have my beloved. It was a good break but I'm back on the drank and I have no regrets. If you ever want to go to happy hour at sonic, it's my favorite pastime so hit me up! Shout out to Bo and our love for our sodas. Peace and Blessins.


Tonight Lauren and I went out to a random spot and looked at the stars while listening to worship music. It was bliss. I am in love with these lyrics from Captivate Us by Watermark:

Your face is beautiful
And Your eyes are like the stars
Your gentle hands have healing
There inside the scars
Your loving arms they draw me near
And Your smile it brings me peace
Draw me closer oh my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee
Captivate us, Lord Jesus
Set our eyes on You
Devastate us with Your presence
Falling down
And rushing river, draw us nearer
Holy fountain consume us with You
Captivate us Lord Jesus, with You
Your voice is powerful
And Your words are radiant bright
In Your breath and shadow
I will come close and abide
You whisper love and life divine
And Your fellowship is free
Draw me closer O my Lord
Draw me closer Lord to Thee

Let everything be lost in the shadows
Of the light of Your face
Let every chain be broken from me
As I’m bound in Your grace
For Your yoke is easy, Your burden is light
You’re full of wisdom, power and might
And every eye will see You

In the first verse it talks about how His eyes are like the stars and it made me want SO bad to be with Him in that moment. It seems so tedious being on the Earth just waiting to be with Him for eternity. Life is so beautiful here I can't even imagine how crazy awesome it's going to be in Heaven. Friggin gorgeous. BAH. Can't wait. Also, I decided I'm finally going to finish the book Captivating because it was given to me last year but I never actually read it. Hooray. Welp not much in this post but oh well it's my jumbled up thoughts thrown onto the paper....or screen I should say. Peace out.

1231 D

So this year was pretty much a homer as far as roommates go. Literally hit it out of the park. Just kidding. But seriously. Memories: Midnight blading, monkey bread, dance parties, sitting in the middle of the living room in the dark around a candle, roomie dinners (only lasted a week), anna always saying goodnight and no one replies, kathryn ALWAYS sick, jessica taking a million showers, porch time...all the time, having the best neighbors everrrr, community night, JILLIAN, lifting with candles, shower drain always getting clogged, anna's naked dancing....questionable, 4 on 1 wrestling drew and still getting dominated, sock wars with bo, movie nights downstairs, sonic runs, studying....not, mariokart, random decorating, eating alllll the time, telling each other everything, cleaning only when our parents come in, going to church together, lauren and her lifetime movies, mandi's goodbye notes, losing our trash can, kathryn's note to herself to turn off the stove, "confrontational" notes at the beginning of the year, 8am roomie bike-rides, rappelling out of window with sheets, sharing clothes, quote board, herbert and carlos RIP, construction fireplace, power puff girls, don, talking in accents, trips to houston, nude4eva, playing in the rain, pita chips and artichoke dip, deeeeep convos, pranks, stalking in general, SING.
sing moves of course
Welp, pretty much love my roommates a ridiculous amount. Kathryn- mommy of the house, so full of joy and always happy no matter what, I love you. Jessica- always asking how my day goes and laughing at me even when I'm stupid, I love you. Mandi- bike-rides with you are the best. You are the best listener I know and you are SO real, I love you. Lauren- my best friend since 6th grade, we've been through so friggin much. So glad that we became better friends than we ever were, I love you. Anna- can't believe I met you in line at fright night and you are practically my twin. Laughing with you is the best, I love you. All 5 of you are one of the biggest blessings ever and I'll never forget my amazing Sophomore year full of fun. I don't know what I would have done without each and every one of you. Thanks for putting up with my bizarre behavior 24/7 and random outbursts of hyperness.
Love you POD.


Well Anna's gonna love that I got a blog. I decided I wanted to do something artsyness...just another example of how weird I am.

Today I was walking downtown with my friend Ashley, who is the most amazing woman I know (besides my mother) and I was caught up in a moment of shear enlightenment. I began to try and wrap my mind around how beautiful and astonishing the world really is. There are so many colors that make up our universe. Crazy colors that combine to make murals on downtown buildings, people's perfect skin tones, and nature so vibrant that it just screams how magnificent Jesus is! How could anyone believe that this planet wasn't formed by Our Creator. Every detail. Expertly placed.

It baffles me how good Jesus is. How much I don't deserve His extravagent, wreckless love. He was beaten, bruised, and killed for the things I have done. Every thought, every deed that as wrong, nailed him to the cross. This Easter weeked I am reminded of the sacrifice He made for me. Not some sunday school answer, but that He allowed me to live...even though I am a heinous sinner. A lot of times I don't realize the magnitude effect that my sins result. Praise Him for His mercy and grace. We who are so unworthy of it.

"You did it: you changed wild lament  into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers. I'm about to burst with song; I can't keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can't thank you enough." - Psalm 30:11-12
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