wicked metaphore. Oneday in the future you will be talking to a group of kids bout god and hes going to bring that thought back to you to bless them too. Keep up the good work Warrior Dancer.
Kids? I think she just DID use this metaphor on a bunch of post-college aged slash adult readers.You rock Sarah.You have an incredible way of turning crappy circumstances into learning situations.
Proud of you babe. That will preach and just has. I had a similar startling revelation while trying to bring a pair of steal scissors through US airport security. Of course I didn’t realize the nasty sharp objects were in my hand luggage and the man asked me “Don’t you know what’s in your baggage”. “Apparently not!” I replied. Needless to say they kept the scissors and after a harmless interrogation (just kidding) they let me go but I was traveling down to Texas and the thought that followed me? What’s in your baggage?Love the analogy babe…. Well done.
“A spill that I was not at fault for, yet I had the responsibility and authority to take care of.”Totally dig this line, no matter the implications for my own life. The past year-and-a-bit of existence has been an object lesson in the same. Rarely easy, but hey, you can breathe afterwards, right?
sarah hunter!!! wow havent seen you in forever. How have you been. Man we gotta do another barbeque or something. I havent seen you or matt in 2 weeks. We should all hit up a jazz bar in haewa
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wicked metaphore. Oneday in the future you will be talking to a group of kids bout god and hes going to bring that thought back to you to bless them too. Keep up the good work Warrior Dancer.
Kids? I think she just DID use this metaphor on a bunch of post-college aged slash adult readers.You rock Sarah.You have an incredible way of turning crappy circumstances into learning situations.
Proud of you babe. That will preach and just has. I had a similar startling revelation while trying to bring a pair of steal scissors through US airport security. Of course I didn’t realize the nasty sharp objects were in my hand luggage and the man asked me “Don’t you know what’s in your baggage”. “Apparently not!” I replied. Needless to say they kept the scissors and after a harmless interrogation (just kidding) they let me go but I was traveling down to Texas and the thought that followed me? What’s in your baggage?Love the analogy babe…. Well done.
“A spill that I was not at fault for, yet I had the responsibility and authority to take care of.”Totally dig this line, no matter the implications for my own life. The past year-and-a-bit of existence has been an object lesson in the same. Rarely easy, but hey, you can breathe afterwards, right?
I got to say, I am impressed that I made your links page. I am a new man!
sarah hunter!!! wow havent seen you in forever. How have you been. Man we gotta do another barbeque or something. I havent seen you or matt in 2 weeks. We should all hit up a jazz bar in haewa
NEW POST!Come on girl…I know you’ve got more to say!!Andrea