In my heart, in my heart, there’s a fire burning
A passion deep within my soul
Not slowing down, not growing cold
An unquenchable flame that keeps burning brighter
A love that’s blazing like the sun
For who You are and what You’ve done
And as the fire is raging on
So Your praise becomes my song
The whole earth
Is filled with Your glory, Lord
Angels and men adore
Creation longs for what’s in store
(Mountains bow and oceans roar)
May You be
Honored and glorified
Exalted and lifted high
Here at Your feet I lay my life
From the ends of the earth
To the heights of Heaven
Your glory, Lord, is far and wide
Through history You reign on high
From the depths of the sea
To the mountain’s summit
Your power, Lord, it knows no bounds
A higher love cannot be found
So let the universe proclaim
Your great power and Your great name
-Starfield
Charis: Subject to Change 
Stunning photo, Charis!!
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Thank you, Melody. I love alpenglow.
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What’s not to love about mountains?
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Whenever my old Saskatchewan farmer uncle visited he complained that the mountains blocked the view and there were so dang many trees he couldn’t find a spot to park the trailer without having to worry that one would fall on him. They do make it difficult to plow a straight furrow, I suppose. We loved him anyway –and found a big empty parking lot for his trailer.
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Haha! I know some old Sask farmers EXACTLY like this!! 🙂 I love my prairies, but I also love the sea and those incredibly complex mountains… no complaints from me!
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