The world is my oyster, I shall not want. I love the green pastures When I sit beside still waters My soul is restored. There are many paths to choose...
When I walk through Death Valley, I think of good things. I fear nothing; for there is nothing to fear. The plants and animals comfort me.
Surely goodness and love shall follow me all the days of my life; as I dwell on the Earth forever. (until I die, then my rotting corpse nourishes the plants) amen.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 11/13/2010 10:22PM by winecountrygirl.
Ooh! I want to go to Death Valley so bad especially this time of year or in the spring. Alas not this year. I've already been on vacation. No time or money for another one.
The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want, He FORCETH me to lie in green pastures when I'd rather be home in bed.