I stepped outside of myself
to search for never ending beauty
that satisfied anew each day
I stepped outside of myself
to search for everlasting joy
That would never go away
I stepped outside of myself
to search for eternal peace
in that place I would stay
I stepped outside of myself
I searched for the things in which I longed
I stepped outside of myself
I knew His name, I had felt His song
I searched far and wide
Under, over, near, and far
I searched far and wide
Friends, Family, even chords on my guitar
But something was missing
There was something I could not see
I stepped outside of myself
While all along, He was living within me
Kelly,
My name is Lonita Wilson and I am trying to contact Diane Caracciola in RI. I knew her when I used to live in Providence. When I typed her name in a search engine it led me to your blog. I would greatly appreciate if you could forward her e-mail address or phone number if you have it. If you are uncomfortable doing that, you could forward my e-mail address to her (lowaits1234@aol.com).
Thanks in advance for your help. BTW, I enjoyed reading some of your entries from IHOP. I have only been to KC once, but am a big fan of IHOP and Mike Bickle for many years. Hope your experience there was all you hoped it would be and more.
Lonita