tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36043126.post7185800158860981432..comments2023-07-04T09:05:12.889-06:00Comments on Vine and Fig: ImpatienceJim Swindlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13632113399696237695noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36043126.post-56251756481388459282009-01-01T00:16:00.000-06:002009-01-01T00:16:00.000-06:00Thank you both for the encouragement. As you say, ...Thank you both for the encouragement. As you say, Myra, any wisdom any of us has is from the Lord.Jim Swindlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632113399696237695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36043126.post-26875838240023517432008-12-31T09:07:00.000-06:002008-12-31T09:07:00.000-06:00Thank you so much for what you said about the Chri...Thank you so much for what you said about the Christmas cactus. I didn't know how it stayed on the Christmas schedule, year after year. Your analogy fits so well. I may even print that and put it in my Bible.<BR/><BR/>Have a wonderful New Year, blessing others with your poetry and the wisdom given to you by God.Myrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16448785477594010068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36043126.post-29153724408642357392008-12-29T23:04:00.000-06:002008-12-29T23:04:00.000-06:00Great little poem, brother!The line "Impatience co...Great little poem, brother!<BR/>The line "Impatience comes from smelly pride That’s thinking only of itself" reminds me of a saying my mother used to remind us of, from time to time, "Self praise stinks." I don't know if it was her saying, or the English translation of an old Polish proverb, but she said it with such certainty and conviction, that it shut us up, any time we were caught glorying in the flesh.Ρωμανός ~ Romanóshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00212143017939554092noreply@blogger.com