tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676006585094111478.post2985610936837162403..comments2016-07-27T07:17:38.399+01:00Comments on The Shadow of Victory: October 18th Battlefieldirene mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03891063021325829925noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676006585094111478.post-4385643272437276132009-10-24T14:23:43.795+01:002009-10-24T14:23:43.795+01:00There's a HOLE in your bucket, dear Irene, dea...There's a HOLE in your bucket, dear Irene, dear Irene, there's a HOLE in your bucket, dear Irene, a hole.<br />So MEND IT,<br />With WHAT?<br />With STRAW,<br />The straw is too dry...<br />Then WET IT,<br />With what shall I wet it...?<br />With WATER,<br />In what shall I fetch it...?<br />In a BUCKET dear Irene.<br />..<br />..<br />..<br />..<br />..<br />There's a HOLE in your bucket...!!!<br /><br />Do you get what I'm saying Irene?<br />It's not buckets, or holes, or daft songs about them (oh I so loved singing that song with the kids) that go in cycles. It's life. You don't half give yourself a hard time. Stuff that bucket with as much straw as you can. Sure, it'll leak again eventually, but it does work! Great stuff straw! (for straw, read 'anything that works for you')<br /><br />Get me! Mrs. Philosophical.<br />x<br />Carolinecarolinemackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14168139081054648042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676006585094111478.post-8680749726241053462009-10-20T22:25:20.182+01:002009-10-20T22:25:20.182+01:00Irene, you know I'm in my own "battlefiel...Irene, you know I'm in my own "battlefield" just now so I can completely empathise with your feelings in this blog. Our pal Anne has said my emotions just now (crying buckets!!) could - and I wish! - be hormonal, and I just don't realise it? Knowing how easily a time I appear to have had things on that front - insofar as being non-existant - Or have I? Have YOU?? Will email u soon. S xxxSandra in Bonnie Scotlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15779821722654252361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6676006585094111478.post-89310875517265777162009-10-19T17:49:39.072+01:002009-10-19T17:49:39.072+01:00I've finally caught up on your blog after bein...I've finally caught up on your blog after being away - how I've missed it! The honesty! The self discovery! The rants! The hormones!! 8-) You are not the first person, and you will not be the last, to run away screaming from her own reflection in the mirror. If mirrors did crack everytime they were given a less than perfect face to reflect, the glass industry would be worth millions!<br /><br />Seriously, my beautiful friend, you are already aware where these thoughts are coming from, so I beg you to give them the credence they deserve, which is none whatsoever. We all have days like these, and I would like to encourage you to plug up your leaky bucket with these words and others like them:<br /><br />"Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother's womb. I thank you High God - you're breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration - what a creation! You now me inside and out, you know every bone of my body; You now exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, the days of my life all prpared before I'd even lived one day.' (from Psalm 139, The Message)<br /><br />Loving you xxGerihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007581230678182115noreply@blogger.com