For the director of music.
With stringed instruments. Of David.
Hear my cry, O God;
listen to my prayer.
From the ends of the earth I
call to you,
I call as my heart grows
faint;
lead me to the rock that is
higher than I.
For you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the
foe.
I long to dwell in your tent
forever
and take refuge in the shelter
of your wings. Selah
For you have heard my vows,
O God;
you have given me
the heritage of those
who fear your name.
Increase the days of the king's
life
his years for many
generations.
May he be enthroned in God's
presence forever;
appoint your love and
faithfulness to protect
him.
Then will I ever sing praise to
your name
and fulfill my vows day after
day.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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