I haven't posted anything remotely profound in months.

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I'm living on the surface, not looking too deep because I'm scared.

You raise me up to more than I can be.

I haven't so much as really prayed in I don't know how long. I still know the joy of a little child's laugh, but I can't find the simple grace I used to see in the world.

I don't really talk to anyone about what I'm feeling anymore.

I am strong when I am on your shoulders.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains,
to walk on stormy seas.

You raise me up to more than I can be.

I miss writing. I miss living. I got my letter today. I haven't been able to feel anything real since the retreat.

five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
how do you measure, measure a year?

in daylights, in sunsets, in midnights and cups of coffee
in inches, in miles in laughter and sighs, in
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
how do you measure a year in the life?

how about love?
how about love?
how about love?
measure in love

seasons of love
seasons of love

five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred journeys to plan
five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes
how do you measure the life of a woman or a man?

in truths that she learned
or in times that he cried?
in bridges he burned,
or the way that she died?

its time now
to sing out
though the story never ends
lets celebrate
remember a year in the life of friends

remember the love
oh you got to you got to remember the love
remember the love
you know love is a gift from up above
remember the love
show love, give love, spread love
measure, measure your life in love

seasons of love
seasons of love

measure your life, measure your life in love