tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108147564771067205.post8751571953856206127..comments2022-12-08T08:55:26.122-08:00Comments on sixinthesticks: Dream With Audaciousness, Daughter {An Abstraction on Hands}Nacolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00895935638466741365noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108147564771067205.post-64223903220409127452014-01-28T03:47:33.045-08:002014-01-28T03:47:33.045-08:00Hmmm . . . I was that daughter at one point, the o...Hmmm . . . I was that daughter at one point, the one my mother had to let go of, and still am, I suppose. I look forward to those conversations with my own daughter. Linking up my piece more about wings than hands, but hoping it gets at the spirit of things. Thanks for hosting, Nacole.Kelly Hausknecht Chripczuknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108147564771067205.post-55592539138612656772014-01-27T12:27:39.142-08:002014-01-27T12:27:39.142-08:00Oh, Beth, thank you so much. What a sweet, affirmi...Oh, Beth, thank you so much. What a sweet, affirming story of your son. *Thank you* for sharing that with me. God's holding it all so wonderfully, isn't he? Our perceived failures, our hopes, dreams--we don't need to worry. We only need to be brave, and have the faith of a child, yes?Nacole Simmonshttp://sixinthehickorysticks.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108147564771067205.post-59681584017075113342014-01-27T12:12:52.536-08:002014-01-27T12:12:52.536-08:00"Those words make me know that just maybe I h..."Those words make me know that just maybe I haven't messed up as badly as I think." Oh, sweet Nacole did those words hit me. I had a moment like this when my oldest son was home for Christmas. He arrived home late at night. It was just the two of us and we sit and talked for an hour in my kitchen. During that hour I was in awe of God. How He was present all those years even if I didn't see Him. How He is moving in the life of my children even though they don't see Him yet. That while my husband and I had quite the messy marriage, we didn't mess up as badly as I thought. And God just keeps on redeeming and transforming and all I got is WOW.<br />BEAUTIFUL post. I'm so very touched by your heart. Has me very anxious to meet you.<br />Blessings,<br />BethBethnoreply@blogger.com