Comments on: What a difference 77 days make

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Sun, 19 Jun 2011 01:44:11 +0000

In reply to Jessica. I was afraid some of my younger readers would say that. Sigh. I'll bet your mom knows the song at least. :)

By: Jessica

Jessica — Sun, 19 Jun 2011 00:46:51 +0000

I have to say I really don’t think I’ve ever heard that song before.

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 20:50:15 +0000

In reply to Ganeida. Thank you for your insight and encouraging words, Ganeida.....so true.

By: Ganeida

Ganeida — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 20:46:26 +0000

As I have been in an *interesting* place recently & thinking about these things what actually occured to me is *rest*. Letting the land lie fallow was a requirement in the OT & that is true for us spiritually as well. There are times when we seem barren & fruitless but these may be times God has allowed for our rest when we are to press closer in to Him so than when our sap starts flowing again we bear much fruit. There are cycles in the spiritual life that echo the natural ~ if we have the ears to hear & the eyes to see. I can’t do hearts on your blog but the thought is there. 🙂

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 12:48:36 +0000

In reply to Larry. Thank you Larry!

By: Larry

Larry — Fri, 17 Jun 2011 12:37:25 +0000

As I looked at your article of “What a difference a day makes” I thought that I would add also what comes to mind when I drive the country roads of the south, here in Tennessee.

In the Winter months when I go for a drive, I look up and see the many designs of the crossing of the many different colored and shaded gray branches and twigs ever mingling ever twishing where leaves once were, yet while in the summer, driving the same roads where I live, I am always amazed at the many different shades and hues of green closing up, all what used to be open spaces and now seeing no openness, but rather the fullness of God’s creation giving me just a small chance of observing the finite variation of shades and hues of greens, the number unimaginable.