tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935690.post2989686905599345382..comments2023-10-05T02:33:30.934-07:00Comments on ipsa loquitur: bracteesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935690.post-43043544756480729522008-06-27T22:05:00.000-07:002008-06-27T22:05:00.000-07:00cockroaches?!cockroaches?!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935690.post-44507737709797356042008-06-24T13:53:00.000-07:002008-06-24T13:53:00.000-07:00I'm glad the program is proving itself to be so am...I'm glad the program is proving itself to be so amazing despite the lack of information beforehand. <BR/><BR/>I've been thinking about that proverb all morning. I've had days of crying when I despaired and pitied myself and I've had days of crying when I rested in my Father's care and known His goodness and sovereignty in the situation. It's the nearness of God in those latter days of tears that I long for. <BR/><BR/>Enjoy that grammar! It sounds as if your Arabic grammar text will be as well loved as the coverless one you held dear in years past.danayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15168284716285672587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8935690.post-12942486019261714362008-06-24T08:11:00.000-07:002008-06-24T08:11:00.000-07:00I like your proverb better, but it reminded me of ...I like your proverb better, but it reminded me of this:<BR/><BR/>I walked a mile with Pleasure,<BR/>She chattered all the way;<BR/>But left me none the wiser<BR/>For all she had to say.<BR/><BR/>I walked a mile with Sorrow<BR/>And ne'er a word said she;<BR/>But the things I learned from her<BR/>But oh, the things I learned from her<BR/>When sorrow walked with me.<BR/><BR/>--Robert Browning HamiltonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com