tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post5856133837832002515..comments2024-02-27T10:53:28.877-06:00Comments on Imprisoned in my Bones: I Heard It Through the GrapevineAnne Benderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04795710781396825094noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-80961141764953650312010-09-22T18:08:30.317-05:002010-09-22T18:08:30.317-05:00Beautiful post. I'll try to contain my jealous...Beautiful post. I'll try to contain my jealousy on so many levels. ;)Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05290534151500649637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-28386163460679839242010-09-13T13:24:46.351-05:002010-09-13T13:24:46.351-05:00that photo of the grapes made my mouth water!! so ...that photo of the grapes made my mouth water!! so delicious! Your story is wonderful. and as you quoted Hosea, I was thinking of the hosea song and the verse: <br />"The wilderness <br />will lead you, <br />to your heart, <br />where i will speak."Gardeniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01425036479074701700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-9062284903815029632010-09-12T21:17:57.101-05:002010-09-12T21:17:57.101-05:00I love when God speaks to us like that through scr...I love when God speaks to us like that through scripture. Every time I think I am reading something "old" and "from the past" ... it brings new life to the present just like it did for you. Wonderful.<br /><br />God Bless.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11166363205001461183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-20422619496153613082010-09-12T17:05:24.439-05:002010-09-12T17:05:24.439-05:00I needed to read this today. Thank you, again, fo...I needed to read this today. Thank you, again, for another timely post.Maiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17793019717019839622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-47379532342029212722010-09-12T16:03:18.917-05:002010-09-12T16:03:18.917-05:00Oohh, concord grapes! They don't grow here, an...Oohh, concord grapes! They don't grow here, and you cannot get them here. I will get some next week when I am in Korea. I grew up with them, growing wild on our Maine farm. They are my favorite kind of grape, and your picture made me hungry for them! (I would agree with you -- I prefer the charm of old. And my husband would agree with yours -- the newer the better, sci fi-ish is the charm for him.)Elizabeth Mahlouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00334700057953625321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-53718100602420600192010-09-12T14:31:40.942-05:002010-09-12T14:31:40.942-05:00Yes, some of the hardest pruning we have to do is ...Yes, some of the hardest pruning we have to do is some of the biggest. And we'll never know what will grow back until we just go out and do it.<br /><br />Paul seems like a special guy.Do Not Be Anxioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04607616214486933423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-74058460247261793902010-09-11T18:18:42.297-05:002010-09-11T18:18:42.297-05:00Thank you Anne for this wonderful story. It has gr...Thank you Anne for this wonderful story. It has great meaning for me.<br /><br />God bless.Victor S E Moubarakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04280638667651857296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-84018537425314220432010-09-11T15:46:13.698-05:002010-09-11T15:46:13.698-05:00What a wonderful story! It really shows that God h...What a wonderful story! It really shows that God has lesson plans for each of us. And provides such abundance in our lives. We had a 17 foot in circumference catalypa tree(100 years old) in our mowing step. I always said I didn't want to be in my loved home if it wasn't there. After 35 years of family memories around the tree a storm took it down. GRIEF! But two years later I see God's blessing. My husband has Parkinson and he could not do the yard work this wonderful tree provided. I have MS and cannot help but we can stay in our home and continue to stay in our community of friends that pray with us and support us. Now we watch a little tree stuggling to grow. We can manage the few leaves it drops and celebrate it's growth. sharonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com