tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683677781096668.post8738249305973489628..comments2023-08-23T08:43:49.703-07:00Comments on Hesses Madhouse: Life in the Land of the GiantsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683677781096668.post-29973572672192707022008-08-19T13:02:00.000-07:002008-08-19T13:02:00.000-07:00My thought to your question...Covering or exposing...My thought to your question...<BR/><BR/>Covering or exposing our weaknesses...Which is stronger?<BR/>"To the weak became I as weak, that I might gain the weak: I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some." (1 Corinthians 9:22)<BR/><BR/>I think that we have to constantly find that balance, it ebbs and flows constantly. There are times we must be vulnerable, and yet, there are times we must bear up. In both instances we can strengthen others, depending on what is needed at the moment.<BR/><BR/>We each are blessed with spiritual gifts. Some of us in this life are blessed to see the good out of everything! Some keep it real. And yet there are some who cannot see anything in this life as good. I think the world needs all of us for our experience. <BR/><BR/>Personally, I only see the glass half empty on days that it was entirely full and I guzzled some...why do I do that...lol! <BR/><BR/>I loved this entry! Maybe because I'm taller than average too. I love the greatest compliment you paid to your spouse within it. I think the world of Zan and you, together...complete. <BR/><BR/>You are indeed a giant, if not in stature as Sandy, my friend, you are in so many ways..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683677781096668.post-50308138861557500472008-08-19T10:34:00.000-07:002008-08-19T10:34:00.000-07:00I am by no means perfect and so it gives me great ...I am by no means perfect and so it gives me great comfort to hear others open up about their hard day, or their feelings of inadequacy, or other weaknesses. It helps me to realize that I am not alone and that I can be a lovable, happy person despite my countless flaws. I always have a deep respect for those who are aware of their weaknesses and are not afraid to share or laugh about them. It seems to put me at ease. My grandfather has had 9 fingers due to an accident for years. When I was litle he would tell me to count his fingers. I would always get stuck at 9. "Nope, count your fingers, then count mine again. We all have 10 fingers". It confused me until I got old enough to realize his trick:0) The point is, he didn't give a rip that he was missing a finger. He made it a game. I love you to death Julie. You make me smile and I love your honesty. You are one of those people that put me at ease. I can always be myself around you.Tonyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17970846890529011471noreply@blogger.com