Comments on: What can you find out in the wilderness?

By: Marian

Marian — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 00:35:09 +0000

This post captures the feelings so well.

By: Jenn

Jenn — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 14:35:06 +0000

that…that is a beautiful thing. I think in the end…had they been on the side of the road to no where and ended up getting help from some roadside company via some stranger it still would have been laughed over months/years from now. BUT the fact that it was their people…their family and friends, elders whom have experience with this..with the wacky situations that life tosses are way…that makes it a memory to cherish. what a gift you have provided your children with…to be surrounded by loving support as they embark on the journey of adulthood. beautiful.simply beautiful!

By: sarah l

sarah l — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 03:18:18 +0000

Too true. This reminds me of the essay at the end of your book: In a big family, you are never alone. I often think of that essay, when I am a little swamped with the many wonderful but busy people in my life. This little vignette, reminds us all again of the importance of family. Thank you.

By: Linda

Linda — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 01:11:36 +0000

It is amazing the way life comes full-circle. In my life I am in that season where it is our privilege to minister to the parents who poured their lives out for us.
A beautiful, encouraging story.

By: Ali BG

Ali BG — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 22:32:09 +0000

Ummm. I’m crying, and I don’t totally know why. Thanks for sharing this story, Mary.

By: Joanne

Joanne — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 22:07:13 +0000

Ah, so sweet.

By: beezwax

beezwax — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 20:54:23 +0000

I love how you write. I am a young one, pregnant so maybe slightly hormonal, and have tears in my eyes for the feelings of being alone with problems to big. I’m not alone though. Thanks for the beautifully written reminder.

By: sasha

sasha — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 19:35:27 +0000

Been there, done that! I love your words. So true too.

By: Laura

Laura — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 16:59:27 +0000

Oh my! the memories this post brings to me. I remember asking my Dad to teach me how to change a tire. His exact words, “You have brothers who would be more than happy to do that for you.” I never did learn (although all my daughters can!) and I did have to call upon my brothers. Each and everyone of them laughed when I passed on Dad’s comment.

By: April

April — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 12:04:10 +0000

This brought back memories…when my husband and I were coming back to the Midwest after living out East for a few months- we had the same problems. It happened on a Sunday, right after church and missed the farewell lunch (at a restaurant) that they were holding for us. That was 11 years ago, before cell phones were had by all (although, still not by us). Our dear friends came searching for us and helped us and not that we had to get home that day as we planned, but on a Sunday, we were wondering who would be open to help us when we found out it was the alternator. It all worked out, it was an exhausting trip back home and then a few days later, we were on a plane to live overseas. This will be a good memory for them…just might take awhile and may take someone else to jog the memory.