Beautiful Day

This past weekend, I sang with my cousins a couple of songs. When I was in Pennsylvania for residency, they had sang the song "He", and Mark had given me a copy of the recording on cd. So, now it's on my iPod. I was so glad they chose to sing it again this year. For some reason, it reminds me of my mom and my aunts, when they sing together.

He can turn the tides and calm the angry seas;
He alone decides who writes a symphony;
He lights ev'ry star that makes our darkness bright;
He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night;
He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer.
Saint or sinner call and always find Him there.
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He'll always say, "I forgive."

He can grant a wish or make a dream come true;
He can paint the clouds and turn the gray to blue;
He alone knows where to find the rainbow's end;
He alone can see what lies beyond the bend;
He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold;
He knows ev'ry lie that you and I have told.
Though it makes Him sad to see the way we live,
He'll always say, "I forgive."

We also sang, "Great Is Your Faithfulness" (not the same version as the hymnal). Sydnee, my cousin David's daughter, sang "Just a Prayer Away" with my cousin C.J.

Hiking yesterday at Sunset Cliffs (near Pt. Loma and Ocean Beach) was nice. We kept stopping for photographs (I brought my old Kodak EasyShare camera). It was just a nice time to do some reflection, while looking at tidepools and unusual cliff formations.

Then I capped the weekend off with "Acoustic Alliance", a concert of a dozen artists, playing three songs each. It was at Brick by Brick, and I saw Scott Zensen and Jessica (both great supporters of local music) there. It was awesome. I could do without the red lighting, though.

I missed Matt more this morning than any other time. But he'll soon be just a distant memory.