I love this passage in Revelation, Chapter 21, verse 24:
"And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away."
I love you, Renee. Blessings & Peace to you and your family...
this image mahe me stop to think ... it is kind of violent , kind of real... but unnecessarie ... Renne , i think it is time for us to stop to drink that ... we need other tastes . maybe sweet tears of joy ... do they sell this in cans ?
Renee - I said this to you on my blog, but I wanted to make sure you saw it. :) Lucas and I have decided that the very best lunch today is pancakes. He's making the batter and we'll cook up a stack. I am getting better about letting go of some things, and putting time into just spending time with the kids. You'd be proud of me!!! xoxoxoxoxoxox and more - Pam
Hi beautiful,I hope you are getting some rest between all that fighting,thats what I learned last day,in order to keep moving,we need to take a moment or how muchyou need to regain,recharge the bateries.Love and hugs, :O)
GREAT find, Ms. Renee! It is said that tears of emotional nature have more protein in them, so if you are loosing them by bottles you may want to double up on protien consumption. There is the added benefit of this- while gnawing on a cow's hind end, still in the field, still grazing and shaking you off like a deer fly...it does give your emotional heart ache a rest...it is a challenge to think of anything under these circumstnaces. Diversion- rest- when you have had too f-ing much! XXXOOOLove you Dearest Wonderment!
There will come a time when tears will be in the past. Without that hope it can seem pointless to carry on, so I choose hope. Faithfully praying every day for the faith to pray for miracles ... faithfully praying that miracles happen in your life ... in my life ... in our lives. And if today is not a day for miracles then know that I hold you in my heart as always. xx Jos
Let's drink hope and remembrance, stories filled with laughter, memories woven with smiles and tender mercies. If we must drink from that bottle let it be with gratitude. Among many we have known love and loyalty, friendship and the kiss of a child, and solitude has never been loneliness. When we are sad let's remember the joys we have shared, let's use forgiveness for a cup and hope always for a loving hand for the road ahead.
They are hardly drawings! It is like creating a flow chart. It's like anything I illustrate a process although of course the process does not look like a human figure with busted arm. HAHAHA!
Aw I miss you.
I made a very difficult promise but I must stick to it. My drawing is on the dining room table and it is screaming and I am ignoring it.
this frustration that you feel daily in this dire and painful and almost impossible situation must be indescribable. and althougb we come along and write our words, none of us can ever know what it is really like for you...xxxxx
I have several empty bottles of that stuff strewn across the floor. And what I'm finding is that once they are emptied, they are immediately filled with something else, something light and clear.
I have my arms wrapped tightly around you. xoxoxox
Thanks Renee, it was just that the night before after midnight our time, I was out under the sky having a chat with the Powers that be and while I concentrated on sheldon, a small batflew rather than darted quite low over my head. They do'nt normally do that and I had previously heard them but not seen them. I'm relieved to hear it is not that far, when it does, give him the freedom to go, don't hang on to him, he has suffered enough.
By the way, I forgot to tell you. I actually need to take medication to help me make tears. I kid you not! I don't make tears but boy, I sure did not need medication when feeling sorry for myself the other day about not being able to draw. Tears are good Renee. Crying is better than getting angry.
Renee said: "Soulbrush this is an outstanding post."
I am not Soulbrush. Soulbrush is not me--at least I don't think she is. Oh, she visited me a few times, but then split to her own place and never came again. Anyway, I am NOT Soulbrush. Soulbrush might be a very nice lady, and I'm sure she is, but I'm NO lady; I'm not even sure I'm a gentleman. Besides, Soulbrush doesn't even live around here. She's a foreigner. Hey, Renee, you're a foreigner too, come to think of it. But some of us seem more foreign than others, if you know what I mean, and you're practically a U.S. citizen anyway. An accident of birth, maybe? Missed it by a few miles, you know. Or maybe damn good luck. I wouldn't hazard to guess, but then I never watched that show.
Renee - I could cry buckets right this very minute thinking about all the pain you are going through. It is beyond hard. I love you, and Jacquie and Sheldon, and wish I could hug you all and bottle up some love to help out with the tears I know you are all shedding. You are always, always, in my thoughts and prayers. xoxoxox Pam
renee, funny, after reading so many comments, i took this a different way. i saw one bottle closed shut, unwilling to share, and the other, freely and abundantly refreshing whenever needed. i thought of the two political parties in america, esp with the republican logo on the bottle on the left.
our tears on the horizen: they overflow only so love can fill up and spill over.
hey! i'm catching you on the blogs at the same time. i gave you SEVEN awards? holy moley, you must be some special woman!
why do i think of you most often on weekends? maybe because that's the time i've never much liked hospitals. i hope jacquie and sheldon are comfortable.
and for some reason i'm imagining you smiling, content and blessed.
today was a day with mr. ryan and mr drew and family and friends. i am in love with mr. ryan. he stood on a chair and helped me make kabobs tonight. his job was to pass the cherry tomatoes and green pepper slices. we were adorable.
Drink a cup of tears and celebrate today Drink a cup of sorrow and throw the rest away Drink a cup of hardship and share your life's affairs Drink a cup of Smiles and shed your sorrow and cares Drink a cup of Faith and watch your spirit change Drink a cup of Hope and your heart will rearrange Drink a cup of Love may your soul forever soar Drink a cup of life always wanting so much more Drink a cup of friendship and share a part of you Drink a cup of warmth and feel life inside of you Drink a cup of trust in all that's seen and unseen Drink a cup of Nature, enjoy the glorious scene Drink a cup of healing, to fill your body and your soul Drink a cup of strength, to get you to your goal Drink a cup of today for tomorrow may not be Drink a cup of now as that is what we see Drink a cup of Gratitude for the Light's Ray Drink a cup of tears and celebrate today. With love and Light, by Nina P.
renee, indeed dishes were washed and clothes were soaked. who cares?! the kids are just great. i see them about once a month and i love seeing the changes.
when did you know in life that there was a major difference between pain and suffering, renee? i'm just wondering.
off to bed, see you in the morning moon sister. xoxoxo
Alright, 3 different emails from 3 different addresses. Did you get any of them? Go to bed, we will figure out tomorrow what is wonky around here with the mail. Hotmail has never been reliable. I am sending you an invitation to Gmail. At least there you know whether or not things get to where they are supposed to go...love you, please rest and we will find the problem and solve it. Good night, dear.
The image - tears as refreshment - and that's how they are for me, but a bitter refreshment at times. Better to be able to share them than to stuff them deep inside. May your tears refresh. May the sun bless you after that rain of tears. May you be well, in all the ways that matter to the soul.
Renee, thank you so much for your compliment. My heart so much wants to share a beautiful world and your love drives me on so much to create these loving earth angels. Your a very special and wonderful person. Bless you so much!
hey moon sister! how are you tonight? i'm exhausted after vicariously living the life of a two year old.
autumn is unfolding in my neck of the woods. it's a beautiful season. it makes me sad and mad for jacquie and sheldon, your families and you. and yet i know you don't miss feeling and smelling the crisp air...
...not to mention the love fest that takes place in this blog!
anyway, i'm thinking of you so i thought i'd say hello.
Okay I have bellied-up-to-the-bar Renee. A round for the house please, on me. I have to warn you it may get rowdy, I have had a few rounds at my own place before coming here.
Tall one please, make it a double, screw it a triple no olives it's salty enough.
65 comments:
"Jesus wept." John 11:35
The entire story of Lazarus is so beautiful, comforting and full of hope. Here's a site where you can read it if you want to:
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+11&version=NKJV
I love this passage in Revelation, Chapter 21, verse 24:
"And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away."
I love you, Renee. Blessings & Peace to you and your family...
Surely we run out of tears at some point. I know you have shed many.
this image mahe me stop to think ... it is kind of violent , kind of real... but unnecessarie ...
Renne , i think it is time for us to stop to drink that ...
we need other tastes .
maybe sweet tears of joy ... do they sell this in cans ?
I know it changes nothing, but I am drinking some of that bottle with you.
It's all just so horribly unjust and incomprehensible.
Take care of yourself too Renee.
Powerful!
Sheldon?
Renee - I said this to you on my blog, but I wanted to make sure you saw it. :) Lucas and I have decided that the very best lunch today is pancakes. He's making the batter and we'll cook up a stack. I am getting better about letting go of some things, and putting time into just spending time with the kids. You'd be proud of me!!! xoxoxoxoxoxox and more - Pam
Where do you find these,Renee? Powerful picture. Lifting you and your family up in prayer, never ceasing. All my love, Deb
Hugs and love, Renee, for you and the whole family and would you kiss that sweet Seldon for me.
Love you, dear heart, more than words can say. . .
Hugs, love and prayers,
xoxoxo
Angela
I'll have a glass of that.
Love to you this weekend as you forge onward.
Yes....there is lots of those here!! Makes us crazy down here!! Beyond those kind..just tears in general. Hope you are doing ok hon..Love you, Sarah
You are sooooo nice & I like you Renee!
Agneta
Hi beautiful,I hope you are getting some rest between all that fighting,thats what I learned last day,in order to keep moving,we need to take a moment or how muchyou need to regain,recharge the bateries.Love and hugs, :O)
GREAT find, Ms. Renee! It is said that tears of emotional nature have more protein in them, so if you are loosing them by bottles you may want to double up on protien consumption. There is the added benefit of this- while gnawing on a cow's hind end, still in the field, still grazing and shaking you off like a deer fly...it does give your emotional heart ache a rest...it is a challenge to think of anything under these circumstnaces. Diversion- rest- when you have had too f-ing much!
XXXOOOLove you Dearest Wonderment!
powerful image Renee....and very true as well.
Prayers are coming your way! xoxoxo much love too!
There will come a time when tears will be in the past. Without that hope it can seem pointless to carry on, so I choose hope. Faithfully praying every day for the faith to pray for miracles ... faithfully praying that miracles happen in your life ... in my life ... in our lives. And if today is not a day for miracles then know that I hold you in my heart as always. xx Jos
There will always be time for tears.
Let's drink hope and remembrance, stories filled with laughter, memories woven with smiles and tender mercies. If we must drink from that bottle let it be with gratitude. Among many we have known love and loyalty, friendship and the kiss of a child, and solitude has never been loneliness. When we are sad let's remember the joys we have shared, let's use forgiveness for a cup and hope always for a loving hand for the road ahead.
Ouch! Get thee to an Improv. Theater. Got get there myself soon.
Tears of rage
Tears of grief
Tears of things that can't be
Tears of lost things...
I think we do have an endless supply...
There's plenty more....
Renee, my tears of rage,
tears of grief, tears of things that can't be and tears of lost things are weeping for you my dearest friend...
Love~
Ha! Still serving controversy I see! Hhahaha!
By the way, I am not drinking any tears. They are too salty and I might get high blood pressure. :) HAHAHAH!
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Tears are a good way to let the soul release.
Love to you bella,
Constance
The thoughts and feelings behind the tears? Big and huge to even try to control. You are all awesome and in all our hearts. Your Rock Renee!
Thinking of you Renee.....
Oh, my gosh, I love this photo! I am brewing them here, too! XOXO
They are hardly drawings! It is like creating a flow chart. It's like anything I illustrate a process although of course the process does not look like a human figure with busted arm. HAHAHA!
Aw I miss you.
I made a very difficult promise but I must stick to it. My drawing is on the dining room table and it is screaming and I am ignoring it.
Yes, I am good, I can't help it!
Could I help fill a few bottles?
Love and hugs my pretty.
this frustration that you feel daily in this dire and painful and almost impossible situation must be indescribable. and althougb we come along and write our words, none of us can ever know what it is really like for you...xxxxx
I do not like you! You are an Injun Giver! First you say I am good then you say I am not good! Make up your mind! Even though I still love you.
I am so sorry Renee!!
May love help you survive this pain and trial!
Isn't that the truth. Often, when a patient is worrying about how much tey are crying, I remind them that we have an endless supply of tears.
I have several empty bottles of that stuff strewn across the floor. And what I'm finding is that once they are emptied, they are immediately filled with something else, something light and clear.
I have my arms wrapped tightly around you. xoxoxox
Hey, Renee, I hope you have other choices in the libation department. If not, could I please bring my own?
Thanks Renee, it was just that the night before after midnight our time, I was out under the sky having a chat with the Powers that be and while I concentrated on sheldon, a small batflew rather than darted quite low over my head. They do'nt normally do that and I had previously heard them but not seen them. I'm relieved to hear it is not that far, when it does, give him the freedom to go, don't hang on to him, he has suffered enough.
By the way, I forgot to tell you. I actually need to take medication to help me make tears. I kid you not! I don't make tears but boy, I sure did not need medication when feeling sorry for myself the other day about not being able to draw. Tears are good Renee. Crying is better than getting angry.
I'm so glad I 'got it' on the other post.
Bingo is a good thing. It means you're paying attention.
Tears? Yup. I have a shitload waiting to spill.
love you Raven Sister.
xoxoxo
Lolo
Oh Sweetie,
I can only say be strong, again, be patient, and cry when you have to.
I wish I could send a hug with a flower and kiss.
I'm sorry dear heart. I can only send my love and prayers.
Renee said: "Soulbrush this is an outstanding post."
I am not Soulbrush. Soulbrush is not me--at least I don't think she is. Oh, she visited me a few times, but then split to her own place and never came again. Anyway, I am NOT Soulbrush. Soulbrush might be a very nice lady, and I'm sure she is, but I'm NO lady; I'm not even sure I'm a gentleman. Besides, Soulbrush doesn't even live around here. She's a foreigner. Hey, Renee, you're a foreigner too, come to think of it. But some of us seem more foreign than others, if you know what I mean, and you're practically a U.S. citizen anyway. An accident of birth, maybe? Missed it by a few miles, you know. Or maybe damn good luck. I wouldn't hazard to guess, but then I never watched that show.
Renee - I could cry buckets right this very minute thinking about all the pain you are going through. It is beyond hard. I love you, and Jacquie and Sheldon, and wish I could hug you all and bottle up some love to help out with the tears I know you are all shedding. You are always, always, in my thoughts and prayers. xoxoxox Pam
renee, funny, after reading so many comments, i took this a different way. i saw one bottle closed shut, unwilling to share, and the other, freely and abundantly refreshing whenever needed. i thought of the two political parties in america, esp with the republican logo on the bottle on the left.
our tears on the horizen: they overflow only so love can fill up and spill over.
love to you, renee
kj
hey! i'm catching you on the blogs at the same time. i gave you SEVEN awards? holy moley, you must be some special woman!
why do i think of you most often on weekends? maybe because that's the time i've never much liked hospitals. i hope jacquie and sheldon are comfortable.
and for some reason i'm imagining you smiling, content and blessed.
today was a day with mr. ryan and mr drew and family and friends. i am in love with mr. ryan. he stood on a chair and helped me make kabobs tonight. his job was to pass the cherry tomatoes and green pepper slices. we were adorable.
xoxo
Drink a cup of tears
and celebrate today
Drink a cup of sorrow
and throw the rest away
Drink a cup of hardship
and share your life's affairs
Drink a cup of Smiles
and shed your sorrow and cares
Drink a cup of Faith
and watch your spirit change
Drink a cup of Hope
and your heart will rearrange
Drink a cup of Love
may your soul forever soar
Drink a cup of life
always wanting so much more
Drink a cup of friendship
and share a part of you
Drink a cup of warmth
and feel life inside of you
Drink a cup of trust
in all that's seen and unseen
Drink a cup of Nature,
enjoy the glorious scene
Drink a cup of healing,
to fill your body and your soul
Drink a cup of strength,
to get you to your goal
Drink a cup of today
for tomorrow may not be
Drink a cup of now
as that is what we see
Drink a cup of Gratitude
for the Light's Ray
Drink a cup of tears
and celebrate today.
With love and Light, by Nina P.
renee, indeed dishes were washed and clothes were soaked. who cares?! the kids are just great. i see them about once a month and i love seeing the changes.
when did you know in life that there was a major difference between pain and suffering, renee? i'm just wondering.
off to bed, see you in the morning moon sister. xoxoxo
Alright, 3 different emails from 3 different addresses. Did you get any of them? Go to bed, we will figure out tomorrow what is wonky around here with the mail.
Hotmail has never been reliable.
I am sending you an invitation to Gmail. At least there you know whether or not things get to where they are supposed to go...love you, please rest and we will find the problem and solve it. Good night, dear.
Renee said: "You are a rotten brat. You know who I meant of course, but I love how you like to be difficult."
You totally screw up my name for the four-dozenth time, and then you call ME a brat. You're a lot like my wife, you know.
The image - tears as refreshment - and that's how they are for me, but a bitter refreshment at times. Better to be able to share them than to stuff them deep inside. May your tears refresh. May the sun bless you after that rain of tears. May you be well, in all the ways that matter to the soul.
Poignant, to say the least. And strangely humourous, in a guilty kind of way.
Greetings from London.
I'm there with you honey...you can rage all you want...
I knew there must be somewhere you can get more if you run out.
Renee, thank you so much for your compliment. My heart so much wants to share a beautiful world and your love drives me on so much to create these loving earth angels. Your a very special and wonderful person.
Bless you so much!
Why is it that Joy comes in such tiny bottles, while Tears come in liters?
Renee- sometimes there seems to be no other options, and release of any kind is soothing. Take care, Dear Friend. ~rick
no words necessary!!! how do you find all this stuff Renee!!! you are amazing....
Hugs
Diana
Go check your gmail and let me know if you got the missing emails.
xoxoxo
Allegra
Know you are constantly loved and lifted up from afar!! ((HUGS))
Make mine a double.
Yes, Jesus wept, and I weep in silence and pray in silence for his will for you.
Very nice photo.. Love that bottle.. ! smile.. *
hugs, Darlene xo
Dear Renee,
I am glad what you did for Jacquie the other day, that was a beautiful thing to do.
Maybe champagne would taste better than this?
your comments are sometimes funny.
you are the nicest person i know.everyones already said everything else.
love,
lori
hey moon sister! how are you tonight? i'm exhausted after vicariously living the life of a two year old.
autumn is unfolding in my neck of the woods. it's a beautiful season. it makes me sad and mad for jacquie and sheldon, your families and you. and yet i know you don't miss feeling and smelling the crisp air...
...not to mention the love fest that takes place in this blog!
anyway, i'm thinking of you so i thought i'd say hello.
xoxo
I know you are gorgeous from the sound of your voice.
after seeing the book list you've accomplished, i'm not sure you would want to read these books. But you might.
Okay I have bellied-up-to-the-bar Renee. A round for the house please, on me. I have to warn you it may get rowdy, I have had a few rounds at my own place before coming here.
Tall one please, make it a double, screw it a triple no olives it's salty enough.
I need a shot of that.... oh....wait.... it's only 7:12AM! It's got to be 5:00 somewhere...lol!
I hope you're doing well Renee! Not a day goes by that I don't think about you!!
xoxoxoxoxo
"Okay I have bellied-up-to-the-bar Renee. A round for the house please, on me."
Gee, thanks, Debra, but I'll just have a glass of buttermilk if you don't mind. Somebody here needs to keep a dry eye for the drive home.
My thoughts and prayers are with you daily. Hugs and love, Lynda
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