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August 21, 2006 Are you normal?

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Hungry, hungry hippos - they're coming to get YOU!

It is 12:17 AM and I am sitting here pondering how some religious zealots think death is beautiful phenomenon.

Berke Breathed interview in Salon.

The World Database of Happiness- dedicated to the proposition that it is
better to be happy than to suffer.

Bob Dylan- Technology sucks

Be the Lord of Me

I am weary, worldly wise this world is jaded in my eyes
Be my mercy, be my healing
In this grace you are revealing your way to me
Be my Master, help me cope
Give me peace and be my hope
In the knowledge there is purpose I can see
In this hand of hardness that’s been dealt to me
Be my Lord, Be the Lord of me.

There is a way that leads to life and a way that leads to death.
A way of sure destruction and a way that gives us breath.

Show me your way, There is a better way,
Lord be my better way. Oh, be my way today.

Anthony Foster
August 23, 2006

Heart of Stone

Lord break my bonds and set me free
Within your will and not my own
Is where I desperately, fervently want to be
Lord won’t you melt my heart of stone?

Lord, take away depraved desires
Until I desire you alone.
Burn my dross till it is lost here within your holy fire
Lord won’t you melt this heart of stone?

Bruise me deeply if you must in places yet unknown
Until pain purifies my trust. Lord melt this heart of stone.
The hardest heart your holy hammer breaks
What ever is needed whatever it takes
Those you love you will chastise
This is truth on which my heart relies.

Lord, turn this harness by your love
Change this self righteousness and pride
Into a compassion from above
Until this hardened heart is crucified

Anthony Foster
August 23, 2006

You Speak, I Hear

You speak to me in the night
And in the dawning of the light
I greet the day with a holy song
With you in my heart all day long.

And I am grateful for the words you send
That you surface in my mind
As I meditate you will relate
The message you’ve designed.
I would listen with attentive ears,
And regard them in my soul.
I would respond in gratitude and hear
And trust it’s under your control.

You speak to me in the light of day
In each circumstance i will hear what you say
And as ion you I am waiting
My heart will be anticipating.

Your word is written on our hearts
If we listen we can hear
The will of the One who set us apart
His word will make it clear
That though your mystery attains
We can know all we need to know
In the end when mystery remains
We’ll trust it’s under your control.

Anthony Foster
August 22, 2006