July 22, 2001

A little excerpt from my journal:

Sunday July 22, 2001
1pm

Sitting on a train, rolling through the French countryside. A field of sunflowers suddenly appears among the fields of hay, lettuce, and other unknown greeneries. A sunflower field - yellow against green. Beautiful. A river. Also green. haha. gross.

And listening to Shane Bernard on my discman. the 737 song. What a silly title with a few somewhat goofy lyrics. But, the song is, musically, a perfect soundtrack to my view:

737
Where'd You get that shade of green?
Awesome, Splendor, Majesty!
Where'd You get the notes to play?
Glory and honor to Your name.
My life, but a grain of sand.
Your life, so worthy of...

How amazing is a 737 taking off?
Laying down all of me,
that I might rejoice in all of You, Holy View.
All that is beautiful.
All creation bow to the majesty of God.

Every knee shall bow, and I will bow, and we will bow!

-- Shane Bernard

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