You are the One

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Well, it feels like yesterday 

I heard a knock upon my door

you caught me by surprise

but I knew what you came for

my heart skipped a beat

in that moment you swept me

off my feet

I knew you were the one

you were the one

So you asked me on a date

and I said I would, I would

And I knew it in my heart

you were good, you were good

And time stood still and He 

showed me you and I were 

meant to be 

I knew you were the one

you were the one

Well, that first date you and I

talked endlessly sitting side by side

we dreamed a thousand dreams

as we bonded over ice cream

we philosophized 

with stars shinning in our eyes

I knew you were the one

you were the one

all I know is I’d 

be a mess

without you by my side

I know you are the one

you are the one

20 years ago today, my husband and I went on our first date.  All the moments of that evening are etched in my memory…in fact, I remember it more clearly than my wedding day.  I remember coming home that night and telling my mom that I was going to marry him someday.  At only 17, her words were “you better wait a while!!!”  

I wrote this song to celebrate our special day…the day The Lord whispered in my heart that he was the one.  

 

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13

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Julie is an ordained elder in the Church of the Nazarene. She has a passion for leading worship, writing songs, preaching, teaching, and thrift store shopping. Julie has two amazing teenage daughters, two dogs ("fur babies"), and one wonderful hubby :)

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