tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89266829519403747.post455992605629588145..comments2023-07-03T06:25:16.816-07:00Comments on minstrelofgrace: the rubble of my days: a personal postLady E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04769418203808657642noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89266829519403747.post-37422714496967690892014-07-09T10:22:45.994-07:002014-07-09T10:22:45.994-07:00Thanks for being with me (well, all of us) through...Thanks for being with me (well, all of us) through this. :) Yes, the morning will come one day. What you wrote reminds me of the Lord of the Rings: "A new day will come, and when the sun shines, it'll shine out the clearer." :)Lady E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04769418203808657642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89266829519403747.post-21698919990786116562014-07-08T10:50:41.480-07:002014-07-08T10:50:41.480-07:00Of course I love this very heart-opening post and ...Of course I love this very heart-opening post and more love that I could be with you through this season even though from afar. I am saddened and grieved with you. Maybe it's a sister thing, maybe it's an NFP thing, but mostly it's a God thing. He is always binding us through these seasons in new and stronger ways. Hold fast to His promise that weeping tarries for the night but joy comes in the morning. This may be the night season right now, as it seems like it is for many of us, but the morning will come, the catapult... it's just painful when we can't see the "when," but only believe in the hope of it. ♥ Alexis P. Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02605519697393080589noreply@blogger.com