With All My Love

I, Kelsey, take you, Lee, to be my husband. I covenant before God and these witnesses that I will live with you according to the example of Christ, that I will honour, love, and obey you. I will be faithful to you in sickness and health, in adversity and prosperity, forsaking all others to be true to you, as long as we both shall live. Where you go, I will go. Where you stay, I will stay, your people will be my people, and your God will be my God.


I, Lee, take you, Kelsey, to be my wife. I covenant before God and these witnesses that I will live with you according to the example of Christ. I will care for you, honor, love and protect you. I will be faithful to you in sickness and health, in adversity and prosperity, forsaking all others to be true to you, as long as we both shall live. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.


With All My Love,
Lee Jeridon

There is a River

Jars of Clay
There is a River

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own,
For all of your tears, are the wages for things you have done

And all of those nights
Spent alone in the darkness of your mind
Give it up, Let go
These are things you were never meant to shoulder

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of those tears, love will atone

So, give up the right
To control the waves that empty out your life
Above wild skies
Are the rays that break the shadows we design

Give it up, let go
These are things you were never meant to shoulder
Give it up, let go

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of those things, love will atone

I know the world can turn in different ways
Most of the time, we're simply hanging on
And under the signs of how we all behave
We might find the place that we belong

There is a river that washes you clean
There is a tree that marks the places you've been
Blood that was spilled, although not your own
For all of these things, love will atone

For all of those nights, that you cried all alone
All of your tears, love will atone

Hindsight

John Reuben
Hindsight

I screamed to God out of frustration
After another day of waking and hating the fact
That I’m still where I’m at
What’s the point of all of this
Cuz I’m not seeming to find it
Is it meaningless? I search the reason behind it
Because these moments seem to drag on forever
And these years on end seem to have never been this
Desperation has formed repetition within
Too insecure to pretend and I’m too weak to defend
Here it comes again all in my world again
Left with no direction no beginning no end
The days blend together and the weather never changes
Numb to the outcome but yet not quite painless
Aimless to whether or not I made a mistake
And if so how far is too far before it’s too late
Should I wait but then what would be too long
To reverse the effects if I was wrong

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Is it a must that I’m here is it a must that I stay
In order to look forward must I look away
We're moving towards a new day
Unsure of what tomorrow will bring our way
I’m not even quite sure of what this day holds
I say we travel the unknown and watch it unfold
Hold today close while still reaching for tomorrow
Through the test of time I’ve seen joy overcome sorrow
So with every trial I endure
With hopes to mature into what I was created for
More than life itself I want life itself
Press past the present until forever is felt
And take hold of the hidden mystery
Wide eyed and open I now see differently
If it’s to be then give me the strength to be content
And find peace in knowing one day it will all make sense

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Learning to accept the unexpected
Because the unknown wasn’t here for me to correct it
So I let it go and stopped trying to control the impossible
Simply put tossed in the shuffle
At a young age just like everyone else
So I don’t feel sorry for you or for myself
Love is bigger than that and I’m not below or above
The way it moves even though the things it does
To my train of thought can bring about doubt and uncertainty
Patience tends to not agree with my psyche
That’s more than likely just some pride in me
Fighting expectations of where I think my life should be
Selfishly I forget so quickly
Let me never forget Lord break me in humility
Some sort of amazing grace on me
As I look back upon my life and where You’ve taken me

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Hindsight is a beautiful thing
When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring

Hear the call peace fall
From trial to triumph I want your hand in it all
Allow me to know where to stand in it all
Life Giver

Royals ball II

Royals ball. I'm in the pictures third from the bottom (with my filthy helmet and fuzzy face), and the last one.

Two beautiful men

Two beautiful men. Wow. And look how we match. Congrats Colin.

Time Alone

Crash Rickshaw
Time Alone

Taken by a girl who makes me laugh
Typically, I have to be the clown
Her smile lights up the room as she serves her friends
And when the evening ends
It seems that’s when the second hand kicks in

It’s all good
Time alone
Driving, longing for a never-ending ride home

Where, oh where have all the hours gone?
We could talk till dawn
About nothing… everything
Returning home all that’s in my head
Every word she said
Every future possibility

It’s all good
Time alone
Driving, longing for a never-ending ride home

Watched you as you sat there
With your eyes closed
As you prayed with me
Power of a godly woman
Knocks me to my knees
It knocks me to my knees

It’s all good
Time alone
Driving, longing for a never-ending ride home