 Music speaks to me. Music encourages me. Y’all know by now how much I love to sing. I am always singing. Poor Rick & Jennifer are subject to it throughout the week as I belt it out from my office. The other day I came across an oldie but a goodie. Listen to the chorus of the hymn God’s Family: And sometimes we laugh together, sometimes we cry; sometimes we share together, heartaches and sighs; sometimes we dream together of how it will be; when we all get to Heaven, God’s family. Of all the wonderful things God has done for me, one of the things I am most thankful for is the fact that He allows me, a dirty sinner, to be a part of His family. Another thing I am thankful and grateful for is the fact that He has allowed me to become a part of this family, the family at 14th & Main. The love you all have for each other and for God has really meant a lot to Krissi and I. The way that you all have embraced us and allowed us to become a part of your family has meant a lot to Krissi and I. Believe it or not, we have been a part of this congregation for just over a month now, but it feels so much like home already. Thank you for opening your lives to us. Thank you for allowing us to open our lives to you all. We hope and pray that this place will be home for many years. We want you to know that we are here for you all. We want to help our kids, we want to help our young people, we want to help our young families, we want to help our older people. We just want to help. We want to help you in our relationship with the Lord. Please let us know what we can do for you. We are all family. We are all God’s family. Krissi and I love you. God loves you. Please let us know what we can do for you. God bless you. God bless you and keep you. Beau Hart
 Solomon’s Song of Songs is a love story. It involves a young man and woman who are “in love”. Young love is so exciting. It even appears a bit foolish as figurative language is used to convey feelings. Consider some of the words and phrases from the Song of Solomon: I liken you, my darling, to a mare harnessed to one of the chariots of Pharaoh (1:9). My love is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi (1:14). Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the maidens (2:2). Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my love among the younger men (2:3). Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead (4:1). Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin; not one of them is alone (4:2). With Valentimes day approaching, let me try to wax elephants: Oh my darling, I so admire your continents. With you I can sore like a beagle under a blue moon. Like Jack Splat and his fat wife, we’re made to stick together. You’re the breeze that makes wind for me. I’m your bow that propels your error. I love you more than bacon and I wallow in your infection. Please be my Valentime for the rest of entirety. How’s that for romance? Rick Cunningham
 I have a dream, that one day everyone claiming to be a Christian will truly be a Christian because they follow God’s word. I have a dream, that one day everyone will love the truth and stop lying with deceptive hearts. I have a dream, that Jesus’ prayer for us to be one will be answered as we are united in the truth. I have a dream, that the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth will be uttered. I have a dream, that all liars will be exposed by the truth for what they are. I have a dream, that truth seekers will not have to wade through lies to find and embrace the truth. I have a dream, that innocent children will be raised on righteous truths and not be subjected to evil influences. I have a dream, that the Lord Jesus will return to the earth to put an end to all liars and reward those who have lived by and loved the truth. I have a dream, that Christ’s church will fulfill it’s role as “the pillar and foundation of the truth” (1 Timothy 3:15). Rick Cunningham
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