New Hope and Strong Threads

The sun rises on a flag flying
once torn, faded but still flying.
The storm came and whipped it around.
Still dripping from the night, but not backing down.

Emerging from the rumble
with breaks and bruises,
heartache and trouble
that nobody chooses.

Color restored, waving in the wind
watching my 11,786th day begin.

Strong threads and new hope.

She has my heart no more
than the breeze it takes from still to soar.
On her way to the seventh floor
like waves crashing on the shore,
the tide of something new.
The song I thought included her
but she’s not even in verse two.

A new future I see now.
What I thought not possible came true somehow.

A heart that’s free and a busy mind
inside a boy curious to find
all God has planned.

The one, the dream; I know she’s out there;
She’s got blonde or brown and long or short hair.

Ok, I don’t know who she is or where she is or what she does.
But soon her and him and I and she will become we and our and us.
We’ll get on the love bus.
We won’t cuss.
We might cuss.
We will trust.
We will definitely trust.

I love her already, I do know who she is.
Lover of all things good, a her that wants to be his.

I’ll be patient in waiting till the day we meet.
Till the sun sets on us at the beach.

The storms may come, let’s beat them instead.
Flying side by side with…
new hope and strong threads.


The Three Star-Spangled Banner: Nashville

As our nation celebrates it’s independence on July 4th, I’m celebrating the city I love. Those that live here understand there’s something special about Nashville that makes us proud to live here.

With verse one and four of our National Anthem, here’s a tribute in pictures to the great city of Nashville, Tennessee.

sun setting over 2 Rivers Greenway.

a lone tree on the shore of Percy Priest Lake.

O say can you see, by the dawns early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming,

Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight.

fans crowd together for 4th of July fireworks, downtown Nashville.

O’er the ramparts we watch’d were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there,

steps at one of the entrances to Percy Warner Park.

O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

flyover at LP Field.

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov’d home and the war’s desolation!

hot air balloon floating over middle Tennessee.

Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the heav’n rescued land

a church in downtown Nashville.

Praise the power that hath made and preserv’d us a nation!

statues downtown.

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,

And this be our motto – “In God is our trust,”

And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

*All photos were taken by Ben Wilder*