tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post367964085121194365..comments2015-03-05T22:25:06.492-08:00Comments on Rambling Views...: song in the night...Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07196230723439206713noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post-15750910645738207452012-03-08T13:54:36.661-08:002012-03-08T13:54:36.661-08:00Yes, Gen, I remember well...
The wall of crosses ...Yes, Gen, I remember well...<br /><br />The wall of crosses was in a tiny court yard of a home in Arizona where I did a photo shoot. I loved it!Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07196230723439206713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post-37339453955356996562012-03-08T13:45:47.738-08:002012-03-08T13:45:47.738-08:00OH - and is the wall of crosses in your new house?...OH - and is the wall of crosses in your new house? Or somewhere else?Turquoise Gateshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14757439386076840547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post-71643484437848633552012-03-08T13:38:28.571-08:002012-03-08T13:38:28.571-08:00I remember the only time similar to this in my own...I remember the only time similar to this in my own life - when we were expunged from our last church - an old, torn at the binding hymnal became my constant companion (along with my Bible, journal, and a box of Kleenexes). It was a horribly difficult time of suffering - you know that almost as well as I. But those ancient words of the saints, strung to tune, mounted guard over my heart when "all else was sinking sand". For me it was that hymnal that was my Psalms in my time of need.Turquoise Gateshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14757439386076840547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post-55040694668565027702012-03-07T19:49:22.580-08:002012-03-07T19:49:22.580-08:00When I've found myself thrown into despair, wr...When I've found myself thrown into despair, wrapped with fear...it was singing, proclaiming the goodness of God, praising...these things became my armor against the enemy. To praise and sing when it makes no earthly sense.Naomihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07944499995507149712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1190359669173167304.post-25273967088474514402012-03-07T12:50:20.236-08:002012-03-07T12:50:20.236-08:00Thank you Amy. Esther and I have joined you today...Thank you Amy. Esther and I have joined you today.Susannahnoreply@blogger.com