Advent – Peace
Everyone tells me to be glad Everyone tells me I should sing, Says ‘Peace, peace,’ But there is no peace.
Everyone tells me to be glad Everyone tells me I should sing, Says ‘Peace, peace,’ But there is no peace.
I don’t want to wear a mask But I’ll wear one for my friend His lungs are bad, and if he Gets the virus he will die.
We have hope! Even though This year has been hard. For good things can come When we least expect them.
We have faith that this won’t last That this sickness will end In glory, not in death, but We know sometimes they’re the same.
In the group home they are waiting...
I was young and early in my career, eager to prove myself and terrified of being perceived as being anything but in total control of my charge. I was not at all happy to be outside of the walls of the school ... I did not want to be walking to church.