tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221347.post6494997617796710395..comments2023-09-28T03:32:47.642-07:00Comments on Cultivating: To LenoraJoanna Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02568835279054666132noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221347.post-73663758421436173232007-05-22T17:07:00.000-07:002007-05-22T17:07:00.000-07:00I think what you've said about joy is very profoun...I think what you've said about joy is very profound: joy belongs to the childlike, and 'sweet abandon' is the only way to get back there.<BR/><BR/>To be really childlike is absolute abandon to trust.<BR/><BR/>To 'steal away' from everything that keeps us from the life of a child - much of it very good, but none of it best - requires that we become really good thieves. <BR/><BR/>There's that old slave song of the Jubilee Singers, you know: "Steal away, steal away Home; I ain't got long to stay here."<BR/><BR/>So, steal away the time.<BR/>Steal away the place.<BR/>Steal away the opportunity.<BR/>Steal away the relationship.<BR/><BR/>It's not really stealing, anyway. It's just taking back what God gave you as your own in the first place.<BR/><BR/>'Let no one rob you of your joy'Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16908652871070362693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15221347.post-73821186270658613292007-05-22T11:51:00.000-07:002007-05-22T11:51:00.000-07:00until i (God-willing) have my own children, there ...until i (God-willing) have my own children, there is nothing - NOTHING - better than being an aunt. <BR/><BR/>I love my niece and nephew and LOVE KIDS!<BR/><BR/>This was a sweet poem, friend!Kelli Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14988061283377595038noreply@blogger.com