tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post2923199183940854289..comments2023-05-14T09:50:35.344-06:00Comments on Write Where I Want to Be.: Tina Pinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03543877589435104324noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-4079129638116348032010-02-16T11:36:17.348-07:002010-02-16T11:36:17.348-07:00Michelle,
Thanks for stopping by. Thanks for shar...Michelle,<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by. Thanks for sharing. I hope your conference went well and you were used mightily by God.Tina Pinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543877589435104324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-24266001450550604252010-02-16T08:25:00.587-07:002010-02-16T08:25:00.587-07:00I love what you wrote I found this the other day. ...I love what you wrote I found this the other day. I have been studiing for a "Womens Conference" where much to my delight and anxiety I am one of the speakers. So as I have been researching for my speech/lesson I came upon this...it spoke quite profoundly to me! What legacy will I leave, what will people say of me...how will they see my walk with the Lord.<br />Anyway here goes...this by the way is not all of it, only part.This was spoken at Charles Sprugeon's funeral by his closet friend Arcibald Brown...<br />...Champion of God, thy battle long and nobly fought is over. The sword which clave to thy hand has dropped at last; the palm branches take it's place. No longer does the Helmet press thy brow, or weary with it's surging thoughts of battle;the victors wreath from the Great Commander's hand has already proved thy full reward. Here for a little while shall rest thy precious dust. Then shall thy Well-beloved come,and at His voice thou shalt spring from thy couch on earth fashioned like unto HIs body in glory. Then spirit , soul,and body shall magnify thy Lord's redemption. Until then, beloved, sleep. We praise God for thee, and by the blood of the everlasting covenent hope and expect to praise God with thee. Amen. <br />I cannot help but cry as I read this...our life lived now isnot really our legacy but His legacy.<br />MichelleAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-89631481171962110072010-02-01T11:21:19.170-07:002010-02-01T11:21:19.170-07:00Thank you, Tina. Thank you so much for stopping by...Thank you, Tina. Thank you so much for stopping by and thank you for your prayers. I can't say it enough.Tina Pinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543877589435104324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-54268501891731550852010-01-31T07:44:31.309-07:002010-01-31T07:44:31.309-07:00Did you write this? It is lovely and so true. Than...Did you write this? It is lovely and so true. Thank you.<br /><br />I stopped by to tell you I am praying.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-66166443131248823512010-01-18T21:54:42.610-07:002010-01-18T21:54:42.610-07:00I totally agree. There is a God spaced hole in all...I totally agree. There is a God spaced hole in all of us so to speak, and hole in the world, perhaps that God wants to fill us with if we let him use us.<br /><br />Somedays, if I'm honest, I question what I'm doing. I feel like God has me on hold. And I tend to get impatient. But I'm trying to pay attention and just trust. Not just in writing, although that's part of it, but life in general. <br /><br />Thanks for coming by, Missy.Tina Pinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543877589435104324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34237640.post-24104865546492432922010-01-18T17:19:52.763-07:002010-01-18T17:19:52.763-07:00Tina, I think we all long for this--to touch lives...Tina, I think we all long for this--to touch lives. I think God gave us that need, to be part of something bigger than ourselves.Missy Tippenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05480008023330542958noreply@blogger.com