tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post3616260191757421626..comments2023-10-06T06:24:23.622-04:00Comments on don't eat alone: living in timeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-51399695765980703452007-07-04T17:22:00.000-04:002007-07-04T17:22:00.000-04:00Gorgeous, the labyrinth and your words.Gorgeous, the labyrinth and your words.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08235049965406944684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-84037747292882654502007-07-04T14:10:00.000-04:002007-07-04T14:10:00.000-04:00wonderful, wonderful post :-)wonderful, wonderful post :-)Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01759963926280667938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-44785417782209248542007-07-01T05:56:00.000-04:002007-07-01T05:56:00.000-04:00Lovely. The last line made me shiver. And the whol...Lovely. The last line made me shiver. And the whole post made me think of trees: distinct rings of growth created by time, but all circular, and all alive at the same moment.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-51745309914680066822007-06-30T20:17:00.000-04:002007-06-30T20:17:00.000-04:00Well said!When I first started calling home to wak...Well said!<BR/><BR/>When I first started calling home to wake up the kids (from work at Target - the middle and high school members of the family need waking before I get home) I used to quote them that song of yours and Billy's - the one where you say "I will make you papaya pancakes!". Fortunately they never have held me to it!Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13844129430383744128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-83360715339648612742007-06-30T13:11:00.000-04:002007-06-30T13:11:00.000-04:00I have a Thyme Garden in my back yard that I look ...I have a Thyme Garden in my back yard that I look at often throughout the day; there are several types of thyme - Golden, English, Lemon, Wooley, and my favorite Creeping. They all remind me that we live in God's thyme ~ kairos rather than chronos. And plants grow in anything but a straight line. <BR/>Thanks for your words.<BR/>Cathleenredbarnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15831106176785052009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-7639034553643171442007-06-30T12:41:00.000-04:002007-06-30T12:41:00.000-04:00So much good stuff here...so much. That last line...So much good stuff here...so much. That last line, WOW. Thanks, Milton.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-53163353794224502982007-06-30T10:05:00.000-04:002007-06-30T10:05:00.000-04:00You make me laugh and cry at the same... (wait for...You make me laugh and cry at the same... (wait for it) ... 'time'. Then, then you twist my arm and give me a hug...at the same time. Sure wish you would make up my mind. :)<BR/><BR/>As always, thanks for sharing and bringing such joy to our lives.<BR/><BR/>- PapaWilliam Meloneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10883000944415604097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-65536570976714057372007-06-30T09:28:00.000-04:002007-06-30T09:28:00.000-04:00Time is lasagna. A labirynth of lasagna.Great mem...Time is lasagna. A labirynth of lasagna.<BR/><BR/>Great memories. My kids just got back from mission camp this week and have been transformed. My eldest shared with me her affirmation cards. They mean the world to her.<BR/><BR/>Well-written, brother.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03119943581970095780noreply@blogger.com