A, J and D on the big driftwood root system they played on all afternoon!
The kids played oblivious to the gorgeous surf pounding and crashing all around them.
J with her Indiana Jones "whip" (kelp).
I heard this song on TV this morning and the lyrics are meaningful. In my mind, I can hear George Beverly Shea singing this.
I'd Rather Have Jesus
by Rhea Miller
I’d rather have Jesus than silver or gold;
I’d rather be His than have riches untold;
I’d rather have Jesus than houses or lands;
I’d rather be led by His nail-pierced hand
Refrain:
Than to be the king of a vast domain,
Or be held in sin’s dread sway;
I’d rather have Jesus than anything
This world affords today.
I’d rather have Jesus than men’s applause;
I’d rather be faithful to His dear cause;
I’d rather have Jesus than worldwide fame;
I’d rather be true to His holy name
He’s fairer than lilies of rarest bloom;
He’s sweeter than honey from out the comb;
He’s all that my hungering spirit needs;
I’d rather have Jesus and let Him lead
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