When I was in junior high and high school, we loved to sing at MYF every Sunday - the title of this post comes from a song we used to sing there - Joy is Like the Rain.
I saw rain drops on my window, Joy is like the rain.Laughter runs across my pane, Slips away and comes again.Joy is like the rain.I saw clouds upon a mountain, Joy is like a cloud.Sometimes silver, sometimes gray, Always sun not far away.Joy is like a cloud.I saw Christ in wind and thunder, Joy is tried by storm.Christ asleep within my boat, Whipped by wind, yet still afloat,Joy is tried by storm.I saw rain drops on a river, Joy is like the rain,Bit by bit the river grows, 'til all at once it overflowsJoy is like the rain.
I remember singing with Cynthia, Paul, Steven, Mark, Carol and Laura, Missy, Mindy, Brooks and Lynn, Steve and Susan - all the kids from Bethany - wherever you all are now, thank you.
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