Hope: The theological virtue by which we desire and expect from God both eternal life and the grace we need to obtain it. (CCC 1817)
"Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful." (Heb 10:23)
Friday, May 18, 2007
I'm a budding film-maker!
I have posted a short video on YouTube. The search tag you use is "dancingtim" and the title of the clip is "Aloha Tim"
Spielberg watch out! Oh...another photo for you guys.
This is Turtle Bay Resort...we were trespassing. (heehee)
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Remind me to teach you how to embed the YouTube player on your blog. It's fun! You know what else is fun? Looking up lyrics on Google.
Trees swayin' in the summer breeze Showin' off their silver leaves As we walked by
Soft kisses on a summer's day Laughing all our cares away Just you and I
Sweet sleepy warmth of summer nights Gazing at the distant lights In the starry sky
They say that all good things must end some day Autumn leaves must fall But don't you know that it hurts me so To say goodbye to you Wish you didn't have to go No no no no
And when the rain Beats against my window pane I'll think of summer days again And dream of you
They say that all good things must end some day Autumn leaves must fall But don't you know that it hurts me so To say goodbye to you Wish you didn't have to go No no no no
And when the rain Beats against my window pane I'll think of summer days again And dream of you And dream of you
1 comment:
Remind me to teach you how to embed the YouTube player on your blog. It's fun! You know what else is fun? Looking up lyrics on Google.
Trees swayin' in the summer breeze
Showin' off their silver leaves
As we walked by
Soft kisses on a summer's day
Laughing all our cares away
Just you and I
Sweet sleepy warmth of summer nights
Gazing at the distant lights
In the starry sky
They say that all good things must end some day
Autumn leaves must fall
But don't you know that it hurts me so
To say goodbye to you
Wish you didn't have to go
No no no no
And when the rain
Beats against my window pane
I'll think of summer days again
And dream of you
They say that all good things must end some day
Autumn leaves must fall
But don't you know that it hurts me so
To say goodbye to you
Wish you didn't have to go
No no no no
And when the rain
Beats against my window pane
I'll think of summer days again
And dream of you
And dream of you
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