
I wanna be your hands.
I wanna be your feet.
I'll go where you send me,
Go where you send me.
I wanna be your feet.
I'll go where you send me,
Go where you send me.
And I'll try.
Yeah, I'll try
To touch the world
Like you've touched my life.
And I'll find my way
To be your hands.
Jars of Clay said it the best...and I was singing it all night. Nicaragua doesn't know what's about to hit it. Peace out!! Hailey, Sara, Leigh, Daisy, Staci and I are off to join Seacoast.
It's time to let God do something *HUGE.*

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