tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post5008327970042534917..comments2023-06-29T06:32:48.551-07:00Comments on The Journey of the Curious Servant: I Need to RestCurious Servanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11564580536911743558noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-15069736627241247712008-07-21T13:21:00.000-07:002008-07-21T13:21:00.000-07:00Will,I don't know you - not really, but I can tell...Will,<BR/><BR/>I don't know you - not really, but I can tell that you are a good man. That you are a forgiving and kind person. You set the right example.<BR/><BR/>Sometimes we just can't control what happens in our lives - it's up to God, isn't it? The only thing I can think is that God is giving you this cross to make you stronger and to bring you even closer to him. Some of us are blessed with that. Even though it hurts to be you right now, you have something precious and irreplaceable - your absolute faith.<BR/><BR/>Blessings on you and may your wife find solace in all the right places.<BR/><BR/>KatKat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-31492103916732959042008-07-21T10:29:00.000-07:002008-07-21T10:29:00.000-07:00The other day I was reading something in Scientifc...The other day I was reading something in Scientifc American about an experiment in lowering tryptophane, an ingredient the body needs to make seratonin, and how the subjects with the lowered seratonin responded by more often refusing offers considered unfair than those with the higher levels.<BR/><BR/>My point...<BR/><BR/>I read the article. Understood what was being said. Remembered the details.<BR/><BR/>But...<BR/><BR/>I couldn't make the connections. I just couldn't see what the inference was.<BR/><BR/>My mind remembers the information of what is going on around me, but I just can't seem to make any sense of anything right now.<BR/><BR/>I hope that makes sense.<BR/><BR/>I think, for now, I need to listen to my heart more than anything else. It is more reliable than my mind.Curious Servanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11564580536911743558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-24716457002396221742008-07-21T09:15:00.000-07:002008-07-21T09:15:00.000-07:00You did everything right, lovingly. It's not your ...You did everything right, lovingly. It's not your fault that she was angry. It was her choice to become angry, to be insulted that you were doing the work for both of you. She could have just as easily (and correctly) chosen to be grateful. <BR/><BR/>You are better off now. Hopefully your children will see it that way too. I am so sorry this happened to you. My parents split as well, over alcoholism. It was no prettier than your situation. <BR/><BR/>God will give you the strength to continue. And you will be a better person for all of this. I will keep praying for you.Marvinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10651926840296438477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-50337736488434723022008-07-20T23:12:00.000-07:002008-07-20T23:12:00.000-07:00I know this is not touching on the main point of t...I know this is not touching on the main point of the post at all - but my what HUGE fish J. caught! They are wonderful. <BR/><BR/>Might not make anysense but I'm reminded of the scripture where God tells the disciples to throw their net over the other side - and they caught 153 fish and had trouble bringing the haul in.<BR/><BR/>And then on the road to Emmaueus he met them in the breaking of the bread.<BR/><BR/>Keep close to Him - even if He feels very far away. Don't trust your feelings in this - trust His promises. OK friend?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-30406648538051307192008-07-20T23:05:00.000-07:002008-07-20T23:05:00.000-07:00I've had only 14 hours of sleep since Friday morn....I've had only 14 hours of sleep since Friday morn. All I have eaten in that time is a yoghurt, two slices of pizza, and a small piece of fish.<BR/><BR/>It's 11:00 p.m. and I need to be obedient and take care of myself... go to bed.<BR/><BR/>But I want to say something before I do.<BR/><BR/>Actually, I want to say several things.<BR/><BR/>I carry around a Moleskine notebook and whenever I need to write down a phone number, or jot a note about something I want to remember, or need to simply write, I take it out.<BR/><BR/>I wrote this post this afternoon.<BR/><BR/>Since the time I wrote this post, I have written three more "posts" in that notebook.<BR/><BR/>I am being flooded with creativitry, shown insights about myself, my children, my wife.<BR/><BR/>And, just as I was getting ready to go to bed, after writing that third "post" I have had another flash I want to put down... but I know I shouldn't tax myself with writing it into a post...<BR/><BR/>So here is the thought:<BR/><BR/>God wants me to be happy.<BR/><BR/>That may not seem very insightful... but think about it...<BR/><BR/>Sometimes we, I, think that God has us working hard because He has an agenda, some important, hard, awful task...<BR/><BR/>But the reason life is hard and awful is because we are always screwing things up.<BR/><BR/>God wants us to be happy.<BR/><BR/>We just don't know how to do it.<BR/><BR/>God wants ME to be happy.<BR/><BR/>I don't know how to do it.<BR/><BR/>It seems that everything is all screwed up.<BR/><BR/>Everything IS all screwed up.<BR/><BR/>But...<BR/><BR/>God WANTS ME TO BE HAPPY!<BR/><BR/>Isn't that cool?<BR/><BR/>I have no clue how to do that... but THAT is the important, hard, awful work He wants me to do.<BR/><BR/>G'night.Curious Servanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11564580536911743558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-46103647466065610222008-07-20T20:02:00.000-07:002008-07-20T20:02:00.000-07:00I was not surprised to see you serving communion t...I was not surprised to see you serving communion this morning. I was not surprised to see you serving others. I was not surprised at the tears you could not contain when talking about Brenda. I'm not surprised that you continue to take the high road in my eyes. I can't speak for God (geez that would be terrifying) but I'm sure HE is glad to see you in your serving also.<BR/>You're an amazing person!!!!<BR/>WRITE THAT BOOK!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-66750926670666935642008-07-20T18:13:00.000-07:002008-07-20T18:13:00.000-07:00Oh, the pain. I'm sorry. My new favorite quote is ...Oh, the pain. I'm sorry. My new favorite quote is from Barbara Kingsolver: better the friend that says the wrong thing than the friend that stays away because they can't think what to say. <BR/><BR/>I wished I'd heard that quote a long time ago, when I had friends telling me wrong things. <BR/><BR/>Tonight's sermon was on how God moved the Red Sea, all the things he did. How he said Do not be afraid, remember what I did for your forefathers. <BR/><BR/>Glad that you are hugging your kids. <BR/><BR/>xo,<BR/><BR/>SLSarah Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00251034210962259082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-31884594053779088182008-07-20T17:56:00.000-07:002008-07-20T17:56:00.000-07:00I'm still praying for you, Will, and have been. Yo...I'm still praying for you, Will, and have been. Your faith is an encouragement and a blessing, even as you are wearied.<BR/><BR/>Those are <I>big</I> trout; I've spent a good bit of time fishing, but only for little brook trout... never that size.Chris Krychohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04987231458069231389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-52452216905399296092008-07-20T17:32:00.000-07:002008-07-20T17:32:00.000-07:00I'm hugging my kids a lot.I'm hugging my kids a lot.Curious Servanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11564580536911743558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-58716852257519321022008-07-20T16:04:00.000-07:002008-07-20T16:04:00.000-07:00Something just occured to me. Since Brenda is sti...Something just occured to me. Since Brenda is still called to see you and probably takes comfort in that, could a friendship with no strings attached be in order? The hard times come when you are living together and she has the freedom to criticise the smallest things you do wrong.<BR/>I don't think I would invite her back in your home to stay, where the smallest things set her off. I would instead suggest that you "enjoy" each other in totally different settings outside the familier.<BR/>Just a thought.<BR/>Love you, SSAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276556180182068972.post-37795883215012506092008-07-20T15:26:00.000-07:002008-07-20T15:26:00.000-07:00I really want to have something profound and helpf...I really want to have something profound and helpful to say to you. But your ache--new and old--is palpable in your words.<BR/><BR/>We are praying.HennHousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14211470969275795779noreply@blogger.com