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I had several emails over the weekend...expressing both joy over Trevy's triumphs...and prayers for our current sadness.


Thank you...


I know it was a little awkward. Weird even. To have a post SO hopeful...followed by one so vague-ly gut wrenching.


I was actually in the middle of writing the Hopeful post...when I took the Gut Wrenching call. I thought it fitting to post them together. Because that was how our life played out this week.



I love the way King Solomon sums up our life here...


There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die,

a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,

a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,

a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,

a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,

a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,

a time for war and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8


And sometimes it's all blended together...
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Anonymous said…
Danielle, thank you for sharing those verses! ...Out of all the blessing that have come as comforts this weekend, the Bible is definitely top on the list. I love you guys very much...
March 2, 2009 at 9:54 AM
JSmith5780 said…
Houston?? SO FAR!

I absolutely love this passage. I remember WAY BACK in high school, actually when my brother was still in HS, he did a photo presentation to The Byrds song. back before powerpoint :) and I LOVED it.
March 2, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
thanks for reminding me of those verses..i need them now more than ever! i hope that things are ok with your fam. you are in my thoughts. hugs...monica
March 2, 2009 at 7:45 PM
Shanna Grimes said…
Thoughts and prayers are with you guys.
March 4, 2009 at 8:55 PM
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