tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post1776271581264422984..comments2024-02-05T01:25:47.747-06:00Comments on A Pencil in the Hand of God: What Do You Hold In Your Hand.... That The Lord Wants To Release?Patrinas Pencilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-24954535281850856302012-10-19T09:58:49.406-05:002012-10-19T09:58:49.406-05:00this is beautifully written and so encouraging.
yo...this is beautifully written and so encouraging.<br />your words are full of life. thank you!myletterstoemilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17555607498974287844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-54730889136097403912012-10-09T18:07:06.958-05:002012-10-09T18:07:06.958-05:00David, as always you make a good point - in a one ...David, as always you make a good point - in a one liner... we absolutely do HAVE such a ONE High Priest! <br /><br />Thank you so much for always visiting and picking up the pencil to share your wisdom. I so appreciate your contributions.<br /><br />hugs,<br />patrina <br /><br />John 5:19 "Jesus gave them this answer: "I tell you the truth, the Son can do nothing by himself; he can do Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-77626060654811506012012-10-09T18:01:38.972-05:002012-10-09T18:01:38.972-05:00Wanda,
thank you for your visit and for picking up...Wanda,<br />thank you for your visit and for picking up the pencil. I am touched that you were touched :) That is the reason for my writing... that human 'connection'... through His abiding love. <br /><br />hugs to you Wanda <br />patrina <br /><br /><br />Philippians 1:9 "I pray that your love will overflow more and more, and that you will keep on growing in knowledge and Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-58069771896167606972012-10-09T17:45:15.972-05:002012-10-09T17:45:15.972-05:00Sarah, it saddens me that so many loss 1 or both p...Sarah, it saddens me that so many loss 1 or both parents at such early ages. I know so many others who have. It definitely leaves its mark. I am so grateful to the Lord that He has left His Holy Spirit to comfort us in such times and direct our lives towards the HOPE of tomorrow in Him. <br /><br />As rcubes stated in her earlier comment..<br />"I love that in our weakest moment Jesus never Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-29406351609676848992012-10-09T17:29:18.621-05:002012-10-09T17:29:18.621-05:00Wow, Brenda, I am blessed by your sharing. What a ...Wow, Brenda, I am blessed by your sharing. What a legacy of TRUTH finding your dad gifted to you and your siblings. Priceless!<br /><br />It is apparent that God isn't finished with you yet! He sent you back to complete His purpose in you. There absolutely is no love like the Lord's love! <br /><br />thank you so much for visiting and taking the time to pick up the pencil.<br /><br />Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-52866797708906479502012-09-20T15:19:13.618-05:002012-09-20T15:19:13.618-05:00"we have such a one high priest""we <b>have</b> such a one high priest"David C Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08891468618584742601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-37391172616404961032012-09-16T18:03:39.219-05:002012-09-16T18:03:39.219-05:00With wet eyes I am touched my this post Patrina. With wet eyes I am touched my this post Patrina. Wandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07438544740170524813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-45049156604774565262012-09-16T12:44:22.140-05:002012-09-16T12:44:22.140-05:00My mom got sick when I was 9 and died when I was 1...My mom got sick when I was 9 and died when I was 12. My grandmother was the only one who was there for me and she died when I was 11...I grew up alone...that ache staying with me for a long time until....He touched me with love that was sooo incredible...He turned the anger...the sadness...the grief of everything that happened around. I am so grateful and want others to know the touch of His Nikki (Sarah)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13731200601840020130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-23790697798895260002012-09-10T08:17:19.505-05:002012-09-10T08:17:19.505-05:00Hello Patrina,
What a beautiful, emotional post. ...Hello Patrina,<br />What a beautiful, emotional post. I was aged 11 and in the room when my dad died. He was a wonderful father and used to go and get his Bible when myself and my siblings used to argue and we would ask 'dad, dad who's right?'. He would say 'Let's see what the Lord says.' and look into his Bible and always come up with an answer to solve our arguement.Brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16165344093549650260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-1878443182936709232012-08-31T17:00:14.308-05:002012-08-31T17:00:14.308-05:00Phyllis,
Yes, We rejoice because our beloved pare...Phyllis,<br /><br />Yes, We rejoice because our beloved parents are with the Father... and Jesus is right there beside Him. It takes a certain mindset to be able to rejoice from our earthly perspective ...but if we love God, we will eventually get there. Grief is such a hard path to walk ...even for those who have renewed minds in Christ. Knowing that our loved ones are with the Lord is one thingPatrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-38094694836995995392012-08-29T21:41:57.250-05:002012-08-29T21:41:57.250-05:00My Mom went home in September, 1995 - a release fr...My Mom went home in September, 1995 - a release from a month of pain. Dad joined her in September, 2000, after a brief battle. Both loved this verse from John: Ye have heard how I said unto you, I go away, and come again unto you. If ye loved me, ye would rejoice, because I said, I go unto the Father: for my Father is greater than I. (John 14:28 KJV)<br /><br />I cannot all the time, but there Phyllis Blickensderferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03206757687699759551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-66523234607357769022012-08-29T17:16:51.852-05:002012-08-29T17:16:51.852-05:00Dearest Kareem,
That's exactly how I feel when...Dearest Kareem,<br />That's exactly how I feel when you write about God. The JOY and HONOR, and ADORATION exudes from your written words. I love being on the receiving end of your praise for Our Lord :) <br /><br />Thank you so much for visiting, always... my stats tell me that you are my biggest fan :) I love you dear one. <br /><br />Thank you for sharing your life with me. thank you for Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-36246941948981742572012-08-29T16:58:03.163-05:002012-08-29T16:58:03.163-05:00Well, dear Sonja, join the club. Tears are free an...Well, dear Sonja, join the club. Tears are free and so cleansing and healing. I felt better once I poured out my heart to the Lord. He is so finite...so up close and personal. I run to Him in my sorrow and my JOY. He celebrates both with me. He just knows how to do that!<br /><br />Ya know, It was my first year in college ...and my first time away from HOME...that I had that same enlightening Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-86064822117260368652012-08-27T20:14:12.201-05:002012-08-27T20:14:12.201-05:00so short of words my dear friend...so short of wor...so short of words my dear friend...so short of words....i just don't know how to co-ordinate my thoughts right now, because i am basking in the love i can feel from your 'poem-prose'... yes! It is so clear you loved your mother, and GOD. HE is our comforter, helper..HE IS ALWAYS THERE! <br />Thank you Patrina for sharing your inner-most feelings with us. xoxo.<br /><br />p.s i sent Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-35553874517377270662012-08-27T17:49:15.090-05:002012-08-27T17:49:15.090-05:00Patrina:
This beautiful post moved me to tears. Mi...Patrina:<br />This beautiful post moved me to tears. Mine were in a different way from yours. Our mothers both died about 10 years ago, but my 'holding on' was in another form. I held on to her life, and it took about 8-9 years for me to really let go and understand that I had ridden on her coat tails for so much of my own spiritual growth. She was so strong in the Lord. The freedom has http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/https://www.blogger.com/profile/09254831447887637714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-27651046808530693632012-08-27T13:53:55.116-05:002012-08-27T13:53:55.116-05:00Sherry,
I know the circumstance of which you speak...Sherry,<br />I know the circumstance of which you speak - about the many drawers of memories. It seems insurmountable. How can we shed our lives of the mementos - when we are so embedded in the very fabric of their memories.....I was right there 3 years ago.I gave everything away to our church's thrift store - a three bedroom house of stuff! That wasn't the hard part! The most difficult Patrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-73399820583626550942012-08-27T10:19:48.760-05:002012-08-27T10:19:48.760-05:00Thanking the Lord for you this day as I write this...Thanking the Lord for you this day as I write this.....the gift you show us in your pain and rejoicing is always timely. He knows our hearts and the moment that we need to be stretched to do what will free us more in trusting Him. Your writings are a treasure and a gift. I will read this more than once....to search my heart. I feel stuck in this big house we are trying to move from....I feel Say It In Colorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979823708745909691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-45233075983142728172012-08-27T00:09:53.657-05:002012-08-27T00:09:53.657-05:00rcubes,
You know first hand about unfolding your f...rcubes,<br />You know first hand about unfolding your fists... to release whatever the Lord has to give through you ...to another soul. <br /><br />With these daily experiences, the Lord is refining our character to be used of Him. <br /><br />Yes, we will most definitely be reunited with our mothers...on that great and glorious day! I'm joyful to hear that your mother was able to express herPatrinas Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08103800317102189590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-636765927986926253.post-85680099621271495292012-08-26T23:38:21.762-05:002012-08-26T23:38:21.762-05:00How beautiful you had penned a moment so tragic an...How beautiful you had penned a moment so tragic and painful and how the Lord showed His presence. A miracle indeed but a reminder on your part of how truly He is faithful and there with you in those trying times. I love the way you are giving us a challenge to release what we have in our closed fists. How can we hold anything when the Lord Who saves is always quick to reach out with His arm to rcubeshttp://offthebeatentrek.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com