tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post3175756941110757357..comments2023-06-30T08:53:30.682-04:00Comments on hope renewing: and He walks with meDianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02549648093173311452noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-49694925686840237402011-03-04T14:19:19.178-05:002011-03-04T14:19:19.178-05:00Aww you both!
I'm in a very sappy mood right ...Aww you both!<br /><br />I'm in a very sappy mood right now.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_MCeiHR_MwDianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02549648093173311452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-47439948334999978202011-03-04T14:08:35.693-05:002011-03-04T14:08:35.693-05:00um...{blush}um...{blush}Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-33565817815339262342011-03-04T13:50:13.079-05:002011-03-04T13:50:13.079-05:00There is something profound about this post... the...There is something profound about this post... the idea of walking in shoes that don't fit for whatever reason (cost, image, style) and persisting with it, maybe in a state of denial, in spite of the pain it brings, reluctant to let go (of image, etc). Then, finally, letting go and accepting the liberation that comes from fully embracing the "right" shoes. Perhaps I am reading this as a metaphor for "walking" in the flesh and "walking" in the Spirit. And then to stretch the metaphor a bit further, the ol'program talk about "self-will run riot." So, then, if I examine my life, there's some painful shoes I still insist on hobbling around in here and there that I'm not quite ready to let go of... (not that I am equating L.L. Bean with the Flesh or REI (whatever that is) with the Spirit. Nevermind. It is a profound post.<br /><br />I, too, am sending up a prayer for your levels and labs. <br /><br />And, I, too, think that "anonymous" is a treasure!stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10894078232735302764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-72846086293868830562011-03-04T01:44:58.264-05:002011-03-04T01:44:58.264-05:00Sending prayers up for your labs, and keeping fing...Sending prayers up for your labs, and keeping fingers, toes, eyes and anything else I can think of crossed for them to improve, and quickly! (yes, I read Steve Blum's blog, too) Hugs across the miles.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-6477857872962302072011-03-03T12:40:41.879-05:002011-03-03T12:40:41.879-05:00You are a treasure, "Anonymous." Bless y...You are a treasure, "Anonymous." Bless you!Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02549648093173311452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3963802643832725481.post-42749321742108651782011-02-28T17:05:22.137-05:002011-02-28T17:05:22.137-05:00Ah, you are so hard on yourself. You talk of your ...Ah, you are so hard on yourself. You talk of your gluttony and rebuilding your brokenness, but the important thing to remember is that in the heart and eye of the Divine, you ARE perfect. Your perceived faults and shortcomings are just that, perceived, ingrained after years of pain and loss. And very understandable. We all do this. We look in the mirror and simply, for whatever reason, don't measure up with what we think we should be. We're not thin enough, or fit enough or holy enough. But to the Great Infinite, we are. <br /><br />Each tiny morsel of us is an indescribable, unique jewel in the crown of God, cherished, loved, perfect. And you have come so far. Every time you post, your healing is evident, from your frightened, ill days Alta Bates 'til now, you have taken your healing into your own hands and made life a lovely thing.<br /><br />And if you take a few days to rest a bruised bum, you deserve it! The walk sounds like it was the perfect balm for body and soul (with the right shoes to make it a joy rather than a chore). When I walk like that, I like to talk to those beloved people that have passed beyond my sight. When I get to a good spot, I close my eyes and I can feel them, so close, each little breeze like a touch of hands. It's like a benediction, an affirmation that I am ok, I am loved and that right here, right now is a good place to be. Hugs and blessings to youAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com