i lift my eyes up
to the mountains
where does my help come from?
my help comes from you
maker of heaven
creator of the earth
- psalm 121
the beautiful underbelly
i lift my eyes up
to the mountains
where does my help come from?
my help comes from you
maker of heaven
creator of the earth
- psalm 121
I have said that Texas is a state of mind,
but I think it is more than that
it is a mystique closely approximating a religion
and this is true
to the extent
that people either passionately love Texas
or passionately hate it
and, as in other religions,
few people dare to inspect it
for fear of losing their bearings
in mystery
or paradox
- john steinbeck

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels,
but do not have love,
I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but do not have love,
I am nothing
If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,
but do not have love,
I gain nothing
1 corinthians 13:1-3
Drake’s house
boerne, texas