tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611629518125647441.post2897536326697147861..comments2023-06-25T03:58:46.750-07:00Comments on The Art of Life: Rhythmic GraceAndrea Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06351969651992972116noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611629518125647441.post-26353561920052797192013-08-22T10:09:04.450-07:002013-08-22T10:09:04.450-07:00Yes, lovely words!Yes, lovely words!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611629518125647441.post-37132370039054419382013-08-16T15:04:35.365-07:002013-08-16T15:04:35.365-07:00Such lovely words. So thankful that His mercies ar...Such lovely words. So thankful that His mercies are new every morning and His faithfulness never ends. Lorriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03653026442945027184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611629518125647441.post-40371654512217732992013-08-16T02:59:08.251-07:002013-08-16T02:59:08.251-07:00You have brought me to tears this morning... yes. ...You have brought me to tears this morning... yes. Yes, you have. :) Thank you Andrea.Letitiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17190089517450831454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611629518125647441.post-17299979602464902013-08-14T07:02:43.905-07:002013-08-14T07:02:43.905-07:00Dear One, I was teaching Sunday School and the top...Dear One, I was teaching Sunday School and the topic was light and darkness and the creation of day and night. I reflected to the children how comforting it was that we could count on day and night always coming, over and over again and how scary it would be if we could not count on that sameness. Your title 'Rhythmic Grace' encapsulated that comfort in God's rhythms in our lives. You always do that for me. Take all my scattered thoughts, loose phrases and dangling pieces of left over whatevers and nail them down succinctly. I love your last sentence: so skillfully crafted to bring the reader full circle...to begin again. Ahhhh, precious!dsblanchardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05765510403687034601noreply@blogger.com