tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post808835990528635551..comments2023-10-26T05:30:15.349-05:00Comments on Live...from Nineveh: One of Those DaysDebbie Giesehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05885583407733377223noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post-79929561777850990282011-02-16T13:11:26.536-06:002011-02-16T13:11:26.536-06:00Your stories always hit home and make me laugh at ...Your stories always hit home and make me laugh at the same time! Thank you!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post-82760101369232700092011-02-06T07:45:54.179-06:002011-02-06T07:45:54.179-06:00No too long you told me we can't base our walk...No too long you told me we can't base our walk with God, or anything else for that matter on feelings because feelings are fickle. <br /><br />Your boys obviously thought you were a great mom that day. <br /><br />Blessings.Kandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13779912372849542886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post-83539141692107017022011-02-04T13:11:40.037-06:002011-02-04T13:11:40.037-06:00You did such a great job describing it - again in ...You did such a great job describing it - again in a funny way. (I was trying to use that H word that means the same thing, but I couldn't even spell it)Shelley Gallamorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01190234909200507346noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post-44921995278109113102011-02-03T07:28:02.104-06:002011-02-03T07:28:02.104-06:00Debbie, you are such a blessing. To your boys, yo...Debbie, you are such a blessing. To your boys, your husband, your other children, and to me. Thanks for the reality check. Though I don't have the little children around I can certainly find enough to compare myself to. In the moment I saw my friends digging me out of my house I was so thankful. As the dig continued, I found myself thinking...I should be out caring for others like they are! (Though I couldn't even get out of my driveway not sure how that could have happened), it was more the, "I want to be heralded as a hero" feeling I wanted. Fortunately I was convicted to praise the One who is the Hero. Jesus. He put the deed upon those guys' hearts, they were obedient. I obediently went back in my warm house and continued doing the things that had been put on my heart for the day, cleaning, hanging pictures, cleaning, laundry, chasing my dog. I am truly blessed.Julee Ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10322407156356405456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3391867885200387756.post-73492399887616598322011-02-03T05:33:04.785-06:002011-02-03T05:33:04.785-06:00Don't we all fall in that trap though? I love ...Don't we all fall in that trap though? I love your honesty. I sometimes I have those bad momma days too. But aren't we blessed to wake up again and get a whole big fat chance to do it again. I loved your boys "present".:) We can relate around here! Stay warm! We have no snow but my oh my is it ever cold and windy.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02395138021043609752noreply@blogger.com