tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post5857360125725981515..comments2024-03-22T10:51:23.567-05:00Comments on Faith, Fiction, Friends: What happened on the hillsideGlynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-76527995278319517912011-02-25T23:49:37.876-06:002011-02-25T23:49:37.876-06:00This is a very good piece.This is a very good piece.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-55642309295464553922011-02-25T13:58:08.178-06:002011-02-25T13:58:08.178-06:00I love this --- what I am amazed by is the fact th...I love this --- what I am amazed by is the fact that all of those people were able to hear him teach. What a gift that must have been.<br /><br />As always, I love the reminders of what forgiveness means.<br /><br />:)H. Gillhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16866823621648796335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-77727098046900010242011-02-24T23:23:34.431-06:002011-02-24T23:23:34.431-06:00Forgiveness is completely radical; it's a mark...Forgiveness is completely radical; it's a mark of the upside down kingdom.Sherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17890906422736657495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-39559640759455051852011-02-24T16:53:55.991-06:002011-02-24T16:53:55.991-06:00Glynn, this post felt dramatic to my heart, as you...Glynn, this post felt dramatic to my heart, as you brought me to a mountain top with Jesus and then showed me the tomb where he lay at the end. Forgiveness is death. Death of myself and my hurts and pains. This gives me hope that one day, this will all end. For now, I pray I can enter into that rest in my heart and spirit. Thank you for this moving jam!Bonnie Grayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10331275947237285245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-65171268144733557272011-02-24T14:37:16.482-06:002011-02-24T14:37:16.482-06:00You know, it really helped that you placed me ther...You know, it really helped that you placed me there, Glynn -- on that day, with the scents and the feel of the warm sun on my place. You've made that age-old passage real for me today. Thank you.Michelle DeRushahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00359712465784943599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-12245761544644039332011-02-24T12:33:57.475-06:002011-02-24T12:33:57.475-06:00The Sermon on the mount. One time--instead of pre...The Sermon on the mount. One time--instead of preaching a sermon--I simply read that whole passage. Very touching and very convicting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-20450400232040353832011-02-24T12:04:26.708-06:002011-02-24T12:04:26.708-06:00I love the sermon on the mount. I can just see it,...I love the sermon on the mount. I can just see it, imagine it, smell the smells, and wonder what it would have been like to see Jesus.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-17594478976053731602011-02-24T07:05:43.663-06:002011-02-24T07:05:43.663-06:00Really odd - I was just listening to the Sermon on...Really odd - I was just listening to the Sermon on the Mount on tape this morning when I couldn't sleep. Hmmm...maybe God is trying to tell me something today? I will listen. Thanks, Glynn.Lisa notes...https://www.blogger.com/profile/07103364395238899215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-58458844699965983112011-02-24T06:51:20.498-06:002011-02-24T06:51:20.498-06:00thoughts to carry with me into my day. Thank you ...thoughts to carry with me into my day. Thank you for this post GlynnAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04526666908406849762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-89181276821073080812011-02-24T05:59:37.069-06:002011-02-24T05:59:37.069-06:00Ahhh . . . in 2007 my husband and I were blessed w...Ahhh . . . in 2007 my husband and I were blessed with the gift of a two week trip to Israel. We stood on that hillside and my husband got to teach this passage to the group we were with. It was indeed beautiful and sunny and the flowering grasses stood high. A message to remember - thanks for sharing.Sheila Silerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15284982582798743408noreply@blogger.com