tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post4872957454839106279..comments2024-03-09T06:14:10.207-04:00Comments on Denise´s Account of Our Lives in Cochambamba: I Want to Be Where You AreThe Holmans In Boliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02536331023448727610noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post-47888605529208399782011-03-07T16:49:54.869-04:002011-03-07T16:49:54.869-04:00Laura, isn't it amazing that after the many mo...Laura, isn't it amazing that after the many months since we've been together and and the hundreds of miles we are apart that the same sort of thing was on our minds on the same day? We really are forever connected. :> I miss you. I'm glad that you are the kind of friend that can see everything in my life...even the stuff I might keep hidden from some...and still love me and Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07883532069509802714noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post-11365014224104740702011-03-04T07:40:26.165-04:002011-03-04T07:40:26.165-04:00When I read the title of your post it gave me a me...When I read the title of your post it gave me a mental soundtrack as I read through the post. Do you know that worship song? It's an oldie but one of my favorites. <br /><br />I just want to be where You are<br />Dwelling in your presence<br />Feasting at your table<br />Surrounded by your glory<br />In your presence<br />That's where I always want to be<br />I just want to be<br />I just@ngiehttp://www.angiewashington.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post-84380602965283038652011-03-03T22:50:59.028-04:002011-03-03T22:50:59.028-04:00I was just thinking about this idea today... in a ...I was just thinking about this idea today... in a little different way though... I was thinking about Nathan and Grant who are constantly saying Mom, watch me, Mom, see what I did? There's this idea that they want to show me everything, they want me to see all that they do... and I wonder at what point do we lose that sense of wanting our heavenly Father to see everything in our lives', Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11718468762155583178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post-19700334547397248442011-03-03T21:53:44.014-04:002011-03-03T21:53:44.014-04:00Thanks for the compliment Sabrina. I've been l...Thanks for the compliment Sabrina. I've been letting Mercy's clingy-ness remind me as well. I too often think I can handle life on my own too. How delusional am I? :>)The Holmans In Boliviahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02536331023448727610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4228818231215800489.post-19354137896997591042011-03-03T20:03:04.558-04:002011-03-03T20:03:04.558-04:00What a beautiful sentiment. Our one-and-a-half-yea...What a beautiful sentiment. Our one-and-a-half-year-old is still going through that stage of wanting to be my shadow. In daily practice I'm sorry to say I usually fail to cling that closely to my Savior. And all too often I'm like the toddler who goes wandering off, thinking I can handle things only to come running back seeking God's solace, comfort and security whenever something Sabrina O'Malonehttp://www.workingmom.comnoreply@blogger.com