Day 24

I'll be by your side, where ever you fall,
In the dead of night, whenever you call,
Please don't fight these hands that are holding you,
My hands are holding you.
By Your Side (chorus) by Tenth Avenue North

I heard this song for the first time at Winter Jam on friday night, and I am head over heels for it. I can picture a scene so easily to this chorus. It's a dark, thunder-stormy night, and you're walking alone across a bridge because you got stood up by the person you've had a crush on forever. You haven't got a clue where you are, and you end up just sitting on the side of the road, crying your eyes out, when out of no where your best friend pulls up, parks, and climbs out to sit next to you. That magic 'best friend connection' gave them the feeling something was wrong, and so they'd been searching all over for you. Now you'll have to make up your own mental image, because that's my what my high school girl head has come up with. But magnify that times a million and you'll have an inkling of how much of a friend and father God is. Wonderful, isn't it?

Mel