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Love You More

Saturday, February 5, 2005 8:52 PM CST

Another good day!
Dave is feeling great, looking super and just being him. We watched Z and teammates win 4 straight bball games this morning. What a show! Utterly fabulous. Nothing better than cheering on your kids, listening to Dave call them by the nicknames he gave them. Games at 8, 9, 10, & 11. The kids were tired by the end, for sure!

Robin came by and prayed with us. A real comfort and strength.

Listening to Matthew West "Happy"

Take a look at the mountain
Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean
Far as your eye can see
And think of me

Take a look at the desert
Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am

And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one

Chorus:

I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow I'll say it again and again
I love you more

Just a face in the city
Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million
And you belong to me

And I want you to know
I'm not letting go
Even when you come undone

Chorus:

I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow I'll say it again and again
I love you more

Bridge:

Shine for me
Shine for me
Shine on, shine on
Shine for me

Chorus:

I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow I'll say it again and again
I love you more


God loves us more. More than we can imagine. More than we can fathom. And Dave shines, shines for Him.

Yes, today is a good day.

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