A Trilingual Hymn.

 I visited Christ Church Greensboro today. It was nice to see lots of familiar faces. Even though I don't necessarily have relationships with all these people, they are people I have grown up with, some I have probably seen since I was four. It was nice to have that connection and worship in a different place then I normally do. We sang "Come Thou Fount" which is one of my favorite hymns. I took a photo of this hymn in the Quechua/Spanish hymnal in Peru and thought I would share a compilation of all the lyrics. Obviously, the first stanza is in English, the second Quechua, the third Spanish. If I had a beautiful voice, I would totally sing it for you. While I was waiting at the center before I had to be at the bus station, I opened the hymnal and sang this song in Quechua and then Spanish because it was the easiest to hold the tune with the change in words. Thankfully, God tells us to make a joyful noise to Him. :)

Come Thou Fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of God's unchanging love.


Cielu kaq canteekunatam
Cantakiita munayaa;
Qeshpitsiyaamanqeekitam
Cantakur, kushikuyaa;
Almaakuna asheqninmi
Shamorqeeki munduman;
Peekunata ankuparmi
Tikrarqeeki waktsaman.


Toma nuestros corazones
Llénalos de tu verdad,
De tu Espíritu los dones,
Y de toda santidad.
Guíanos en obediencia,
Humildad, amor y fe;
Nos ampare tu clemencia;
Salvador, propicio sé.

Alabama, Arkansas, I do love my ma and pa

Traveling is fun, but I don't think I have been more glad to be in Greensboro then I am now. The past few days were spent in misery (okay, only really misery when it was pouring rain and the tents were leaking and we were trapped on the island) at the beach and a few days before that I spent a week in Peru. That's a lot of adventures for two days time with not much recovery in between. This post is not about those many adventures, both fun and not so fun at times.

I love Greensboro. It is the perfect size, big enough so that it is the third largest city in NC, but also not so big that it's a mass metropolitan area with no landscape. Everything is soo green and lovely right now. Rainy days are great, especially the moments before the rain begins to fall. I am enjoying being able to drive and jam to music in English (though I do love Spanish music...). Greensboro friends are great. Many I have known for years and years, while others I am still beginning to know. It's nice to catch up with people you haven't talked to in awhile and hear what's going on in their lives. It's almost as if you can step out of the "doing in life" and just observe and discuss what's up. I don't know what I'm writing anymore.... my brain is slowly shutting off still not fully caught up on rest. I think I will start blogging about life more. I also need to figure out more creative ways to start sentences than with "it's".... This is what happens when you stop reading as extensively.

The title is from a favorite song of mine by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes called "Home." It is good to be home. Greensboro is home with all its familiar roads and buildings, beautiful skies, and beautiful people. And even though sometimes I feel like "home" is a foreign concept as I become more and more involved at school, no matter where I am, this place will always be where I grew up and will hold so many memories. So mom and dad, you better not move cause I really like my room. And here is a photo of Alice in my room, keeping company while I packed for Peru.