tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post822456381619220449..comments2023-05-12T02:57:06.873-07:00Comments on Through The Darkest Valleys: Pain Is Not Permanentpeteyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04842363901612535790noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-7091542485917887862013-03-01T08:24:21.217-08:002013-03-01T08:24:21.217-08:00It's nice to meet you Kelly! I hope you kick t...It's nice to meet you Kelly! I hope you kick that virus soon!peteyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842363901612535790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-51026247200063651872013-03-01T08:02:07.530-08:002013-03-01T08:02:07.530-08:00Enjoyed reading through your blog (s). What a coi...Enjoyed reading through your blog (s). What a coincidence that I found it when I was home suffering from a flu-like virus as I could feel your pain (and fatigue) when reading what it was like to have an autoimmune disease. I can't imagine how "old" that could get! I'm glad to hear your tumeric helps (I went straight to my cupboard and took some myself!). Looking forward to keeping up with your blogs as I find them very interesting and enjoy the beautiful scenery!!!<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your website on the HT site :)kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08516829712863561116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-25451476741327954882013-03-01T07:35:18.734-08:002013-03-01T07:35:18.734-08:00You said "I know who I am, because I know who...You said "I know who I am, because I know who HE is"....amen to that.<br />Praying for more sun breaking through your clouds. God bless you Kim.<br /> Kristi<br />Kristinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-30185502572893341442013-02-28T06:54:46.571-08:002013-02-28T06:54:46.571-08:00It's an amazing life here. Thank you so much f...It's an amazing life here. Thank you so much for the sentiment, I often long for someone to step in and lighten the load. I think I would make a better 'tormentor' than 'mentor' LOLpeteyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842363901612535790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-74875080644901288092013-02-28T04:11:43.216-08:002013-02-28T04:11:43.216-08:00I'm so envious of the life you and your husban...I'm so envious of the life you and your husband live. If I could be there to help you through the difficult days I would. You have so much to teach and show me. I feel like you're my mentor.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17101230691440904769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-33544973900974839642013-02-27T15:48:30.039-08:002013-02-27T15:48:30.039-08:00It’s natural for man to despair when in pain. Job...It’s natural for man to despair when in pain. Job cried out…the pain that gnaws me never stops…He twists my clothes out of shape…I am no better than dirt… But in another place he affirms, He will fulfill what he has planned for me, or…I know there is someone who will come to my defense…even after my body is eaten by disease I will see God…with my own eyes… My brother’s short song ends with, “I expect you to rescue me again.” If we cried out for help and someone who loves us was near, how tragic it would be if they ignored our cries. God hears us even before we cry out, and He cannot ignore us. He listens for your words, Petey. He hears. And we, we are compelled to watch your struggle and take heart from your words. Keep your faith! Keep your joy! Keep your sense of humor! It may be that is all someone has to hold on to. He hears you! X-spurt Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-56893443334002422402013-02-27T15:39:37.323-08:002013-02-27T15:39:37.323-08:00Thanks Carol Dee. I feel He uses my dogs to bring...Thanks Carol Dee. I feel He uses my dogs to bring comfort. If He can speak thru an ass, surely He can love through a dog. The good days must outnumber the bad, because its all about perspective, I think. And each day passing, is a day closer to the goal.peteyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842363901612535790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-42495595465351004102013-02-27T15:29:47.812-08:002013-02-27T15:29:47.812-08:00Dear Sweet Petey if only I could help to ease your...Dear Sweet Petey if only I could help to ease your pain. I am a big believer in the healing power of tears and hugs. It seems you darling dogs are also. I will pray that the good days outnumber the bad. And send gentle hugs.... {hugs}. Carol Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06843033203631245758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-37490890918491675192013-02-27T15:24:40.905-08:002013-02-27T15:24:40.905-08:00Thank you X. You are so often the encourager, His ...Thank you X. You are so often the encourager, His hands, feet and words. I cannot thank you enough for the ongoing conversation that is fellowship in God. Love to the familypeteyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842363901612535790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7096964605484237258.post-81587961875502053942013-02-27T12:14:22.291-08:002013-02-27T12:14:22.291-08:00When I was way too young to be so proud I went swi...When I was way too young to be so proud I went swimming without permission in a small lake we were fishing. I didn’t have the stamina to make it back. My defiance was secret but I forgot that and cried out. Douglas up early to relieve himself, heard, and swam for me in his briefs. I often think of that moment. What if Dug would have heard my cries and ignored me? D-san says he often cried out angrily. Dug swam out for me and God came to D often. Why? Love! It’s natural for us to despair in pain. Job said, “The pain that gnaws me never stops…God twists my clothes out of shape…I am no better than dirt.” But somewhere else he cries, “He will fulfill what He has planned for me.” Or “I will see God with my own eyes and he will not be a stranger.” Jesus our Lord hears you Petey, even in your despair. Fear not! You give us courage to face the little foes vexing us by watching how you face huge ones. Keep your faith. Keep your joy. Keep your sense of humor. He hears you. X Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com