Oh, but it’s not easy to express the way I feel. No, it isn’t easy just to show my love is real.
I like your style of conversation,
the way you walk and what you wear. I like your special sense of humour and jokes that only we can share.
Oh, how I love your eyes; they speak more than words of the song that is you inside.
So much of you is in my breathing. You’re written into every scene.
I love you more than songs and singing, I want to stay inside your dreams.
© 1978 Robin Mann
Last Monday, November 19, I got back home after a 4 week trip, mostly in Queensland.Only possible because of
He's been my driver for the past 7½ years, for trips to Victoria, ACT, NSW and Queensland. He likes to label himself as 'Ray the Roadie', but he's a lot more than that. For the churches & schools I've sung at, we both set up the sound gear - the amps, guitars et al. He then retires to a back seat, while I sing & play. Afterwards, at schools, we take the gear down together. But at churches, he looks after the gear, while I talk with people & sell CDs & books. We get to stay with people most places , & we both love meeting people, enjoying their terrific hospitality.
This trip was his swan-song. I know he's enjoyed the driving & meeting people, but I still don't know how to say thank you. In his modest, self deprecating way, he'd reject the label of 'Servant of Christ', but he's been that for me, & together we've been able to serve people in many places.