tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625779017524682301.post4481790483350203558..comments2023-03-24T04:28:01.567-04:00Comments on Through a glass darkly: When words are my enemylaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09885330891835369499noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625779017524682301.post-65056193036917093152011-02-20T20:41:49.549-05:002011-02-20T20:41:49.549-05:00Oh, Honey Girl.
If you want to tell stories about...Oh, Honey Girl. <br />If you want to tell stories about J, I'm here to listen. <br />(I'm so sorry if I'm too late to the party and am dredging up old memories you'd rather not be thinking of right now.)<br />Love you.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12808326741779246836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2625779017524682301.post-13670022622051169692011-02-20T12:01:48.096-05:002011-02-20T12:01:48.096-05:00I just heard this last week: If life is like stand...I just heard this last week: If life is like standing in line to go into Disney (heaven) and the owner (God) goes to the guy in the back of the line and says "You're hot and tired of standing here, why not come with me?" and then takes the fellow at the back of the line straight into the Magic Kingdom (heaven) ahead of all the rest....<br />Don't the other people in line say "Lucky guy", "wish he had picked me" etc? Maybe if we see death more on those lines some of the sorry will be gone and we can rejoice just a bit more as we continue to stand in line. <br />"Let not your hearts be troubled." - Jesussharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04249771189934204165noreply@blogger.com