Moving Again

Constantly changing, moving again,
Time to meet and make new friends,
My mom and dad love us I know--
But I gotta run, it's time to go--

Packing everything, boxes everywhere--
Kids running they don't seem to care--
We need to get this all done today:
Otherwise the help we have won't stay...

A new city and a new church family,
It's good to be part of God's body!
Otherwise I don't know how we'd make it--
And I don't know how we'd all take it--

       Finally we're here--just need to unpack--
       I guess it can wait--we all need to rest--

--bro. tim pickl
Tuesday May 29, 2007 A.D.

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