Comments on: it’s not all good, but some of it is even better than good

By: jessica

jessica — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 05:08:59 +0000

ohmygosh, it would hurt so badly, but I never said a word!

By: jason

jason — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 02:10:14 +0000

Man Grandaddy really did squeeze your hand hard sometimes, didn’t he? I had completely forgotten that.

By: Christine

Christine — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 18:28:22 +0000

It’s a great place to be where “all of you” can say with assurance “life is good”. Not because it’s easy or makes sense but just because if we allow God into every part then something beautiful will always rise above the somethings that are not so beautiful. This made my heart glad to hear (read) you say this.

By: peaj

peaj — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 15:04:58 +0000

It is strange how you can spend years, as you say, on one color, you wake with it every day, you think “God, I am just this tired of this, can we at least have something different?” And then you get something different and it is something even deeper and more distressing, burnt umber in contrast to the mustard you were struggling through. But then one day you wake up and the burnt umber has a swath of teal across it, and as you go along you see that even if it isn’t gone, it has been obscured by other colors. Not so much in your face. And so I decided to just forget about the burnt umber.

I still don’t know the reason for all of the distress or what the final resolution will be. But, by God, my life is so much more wonderful and full of light than it could be. We all escape as through fire, and my cares and sorrows are nothing compared to those of others, nor compared to what goodness God has planned for us. Nor even, in truth, the goodness he shows to me each day that I often take for granted.

Thanks for the reminder to say thank you.

By: Mom

Mom — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 13:58:12 +0000

I remember decades ago someone sharing in church–we were a very little church at this time meeting in a living room–that our church’s story would look like a bunch of knotted threads, disjointed colors, tangled patterns. But that was the underside of the tapestry. If we turned the tapestry over, looked at it from God’s perspective, it turned out in reality to be a very beautiful piece of work. Your blog reminded me of that.

By: Kathie Krakowski

Kathie Krakowski — Tue, 12 Jan 2010 12:51:53 +0000

Life is good…even when it’s hard and it hurts.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that things won’t always be this way and, even though it has been such a long dark night, darkness must give way to dawn. So, I hope for the dawn…while I learn to find my way in the dark.