tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post369208343043715414..comments2023-04-21T12:10:58.106-05:00Comments on OurCrazyFarm: When Hope SurvivesOurCrazyFarmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06020242859069231218noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post-4293149597571688842013-01-10T20:19:42.090-06:002013-01-10T20:19:42.090-06:00Oh yes, Terri, what Donna and Brenda said.
Your b...Oh yes, Terri, what Donna and Brenda said.<br /><br />Your book, Trent's story, your openness and humbleness are reaching so much farther than you will ever know this side of Heaven. I just got off the phone a few minutes ago from talking to a lady about it all. I gave her a book a few months ago.<br /><br />You are fighting the good fight. You are walking in the shelter of His wings. There is no doubt that God is using you.......and that you are listening to Him.<br /><br />I love you Terri dear.Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08757602027072927536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post-35152273141141460122013-01-09T21:32:47.832-06:002013-01-09T21:32:47.832-06:00I had an experience of His Presence this past spri...I had an experience of His Presence this past spring as I worked in my garden mulling over once again the bitterness of a quarter century spent with a man who could never be a husband or a father and four grown children who took the first opportunity to reject Christ their savior and follow their dad 's less restrictive path of instant gratification and living for the world. I grieved them like they were dead as each one fell one after another and I felt completely helpless to make it stop. There is no comfort in knowing the innocent child you give birth to is lost in a world of sexual immorality, drugs and denial of the only One who can save them. The wounds and scars they have now are constant reminders to me of my failure. In those hours of grief revisited, self indulgent mental torture and questioning God, I struggle to remind myself who He is and who I am not. When I let it go that day it was like time stood still and all I knew was if He came back right then and was standing before me all I would want would be to have given more, done more, been more for Him who did it all for me. I saw how much my suffering lacked and how misplaced my grief has been. I knew that I had not trusted Him. I had refused to be the clay. HE IS TEACHING ME THAT LOSS IS NOT AN EVIL SIGN BUT THE BEGINING OF A MIGHTY WORK INDEED. Through your pain of revealing you help me let mine go...a little here, a little there, <br />reflecting on what's real and not upon my vain imaginations. There's simply more work to be done here but it IS part of the eternal experience of Him Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14750235656908991610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post-71085419480636306032013-01-09T08:58:02.290-06:002013-01-09T08:58:02.290-06:00I typed in a long comment, but it was lost in publ...I typed in a long comment, but it was lost in publishing. I just wanted to say I agree with Donna and Brenda. I can think of no one better to write a devotional book. You have it all laid out in your posts. I find encouragement in reading them - and I feel better after I read them. Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.Dicky Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02536124018936958985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post-82757096672907677332013-01-09T08:17:34.943-06:002013-01-09T08:17:34.943-06:00Terri - you are such a blessing. Your words call ...Terri - you are such a blessing. Your words call to the depths of the soul of those who read them.<br /><br />Thank you for enduring ... thank you for sharing ... thank you for breaking through. <br /><br />Your words are a reminder of the depth of God's love for us.<br /><br />I can't even imagine how you will shine when you stand before Him. You are truly refined gold.Brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02335402223334953355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42028964888081529.post-69181995208605425552013-01-08T20:29:50.585-06:002013-01-08T20:29:50.585-06:00You refer to yourself as broken and yet after I re...You refer to yourself as broken and yet after I read your post I always feel more WHOLE. Through you, HE speaks to me and for that blog friend, I am eternally gratefulDonna OShaughnessyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08266654110280149719noreply@blogger.com