tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6375119182311668424.post3061501841805880004..comments2023-04-03T15:38:36.091-05:00Comments on Treasure from the Junk Drawer: ...though the earth gives way.Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07665006856990362883noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6375119182311668424.post-39070954912927041662011-07-29T20:07:17.766-05:002011-07-29T20:07:17.766-05:00Just found your blog today through The Old Schoolh...Just found your blog today through The Old Schoolhouse Magazine. This post had me in tears. I live in a small community (have been here for 11 years) and so many have passed out - one by one - over that time. I had my children later in life, then divorced and remarried. As an almost 49 yr old mother of an almost 6 and almost 12year old, I often worry what would become of the children if I died suddenly. Thanks for your perspective and for the nourishing scripture in this post. I also loved the schoolhouse story about Mr. Friend. Time does not stand still. Thanks for the reminder to enjoy each and every moment instead of being bogged down in the mundane. I look forward to reading more of your inspirational thoughts.<br /><br />Denise @ Porter's Primary on blogspot.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6375119182311668424.post-58070144940956888622011-02-19T10:06:07.372-06:002011-02-19T10:06:07.372-06:00Well said, Sara. Thank you for squeezing your tho...Well said, Sara. Thank you for squeezing your thoughts into such honest, deep words for us. I do think that as mothers we uniquely bear the weight of this fallen world and its fragility and brokenness and multi-faceted forms of death,as we carry our children into it and through it. The scope of what lies ahead for those sweet infants is so beyond us. Isaiah says he gently leads those with young...and we need that gentleness, don't we? <br />JillAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6375119182311668424.post-24128164777614402962011-02-19T09:30:51.288-06:002011-02-19T09:30:51.288-06:00Moving and beautiful and hopeful and sobering. Tha...Moving and beautiful and hopeful and sobering. Thank you, Sara. <br /><br />*I felt I was somehow holding earthly life from beginning to end with all it's joys and sorrows, right in my arms, as the tears continued to leak quietly from my eyes* I love this line. There is nothing quite like this perspective to make us wiser.<br /> <br />I look for a taste of that perspective by reading biographies. M.L.Jones' by Ian Murray, and Elizabeth Prentiss' by George Lewis Prentiss are favorites(for re-reading)to remind me of a whole, good life that ends here and is gone. <br /><br />And I have to mention your picture of the earth 'giving way' by the death of one person at a time. So good. And helpful. Much food for thought, and faith!<br /><br />Thank you also for including the order of service. It was so beautiful, and I was blessed in the reading. <br /><br />Happy Saturday~<br />MelissaMelissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09805690617096532870noreply@blogger.com