Comments for Rosie and the Butcher

Comment on SmellaBelle by Irshad

Irshad — Thu, 24 May 2012 06:53:46 +0000

I have been interested in this area for a while but the cost from the UK is prttey steep, which is why we usually cruise other areas. Anyway here is a review I found, written August 2007 by a cruise travel specialist.Hope this helps you decide.

Comment on Happy Birthday ! by Mayien

Mayien — Thu, 24 May 2012 01:43:14 +0000

A pair of hide gloves,couple of pairs of plsatic gloves these can be bought relatively cheaply. Some seeds ,bulbs,herbs a small hand trowel,empty punnets,spray bottles she can put stickers on .Packet of paper masks you don’t want any bacterial diseases from potting mixes..bandanna to keep the sweat from your eyes and you are cooking!

Comment on This weekend was when… by Brandon

Brandon — Thu, 24 May 2012 01:26:49 +0000

Holy MAMA! She is gorgeous. He is candy. The kids are aamzingly adorable! You are so lucky to work with such a beautiful family. Love mama and papa on the setee. The meld so well. Wonderful colors.

Comment on How far ? by Pierrerichard

Pierrerichard — Thu, 24 May 2012 00:23:21 +0000

If I say so myself, you are truly gifetd. I praise God for the talents you have. May God continue to use you through your photography business. I am so proud of you. You are an amazing wife and mother. An you’re not half bad with a camera.I Love You!

Comment on stay tuned by Mizuki

Mizuki — Thu, 24 May 2012 00:11:31 +0000

I give my the small dingo bones they are the perfect size, and keep her ptrtey busy for hours and I don’t beleive they will hurt her teeth at all the bones are made of rawhideReferences :

Comment on How far ? by Jhojan

Jhojan — Mon, 21 May 2012 17:47:13 +0000

I especially aepprciated the reminder that the fact that we go to church every Sunday and do what is asked of us does not necessarily mean that we are living the gospel. I have noticed in myself that at times I have been through the motions without having my heart in it.We need to have a personal relationship with our Savior and strive to follow his example. To love our neighbor as ourselves. I have found that to be a tall order.

Comment on What is a picture worth ? by angie wirthlin

angie wirthlin — Mon, 21 May 2012 16:46:48 +0000

I can understand that. But I know in my heart that the world is broken, its a fallen world….we will suffer. God doesn’t cause it though. He loves us. Our time on earth will pass in the blink of an eye, and because of his sacrifice of his son, we can live forever with him. In a kingdom where there is no hunger, and no suffering. I hope that you will seek him again. I thank you for commenting.

Comment on What is a picture worth ? by Ren

Ren — Mon, 21 May 2012 16:28:04 +0000

I was a Sunday school tehacer for many years. I had great respect and faith in God. Until i actually sat down and thought about it. I still believe in God but i no longer respect or love him. If you treated your own child badly made them suffer let them go hungry let them be raped and murdered .would you expect them to worship you? Of course not thats not even logical. Thinking back over the years, I’ve not come across a single instance of God answering my prayers. Not once. But I am the least of it. That poor starving child clinging to life .whose done nothing to warrent such a cold world .where is its answer? What lesson is it that God needs to teach this child in their short miserable life? And if this child is meant to be a lesson in someone else’s life .why go about it in such a cruel, heartless way? I’m sorry but i cant possibly love someone that treats half the world like they dont exist.

Comment on Next Post by angie wirthlin

angie wirthlin — Mon, 21 May 2012 15:08:17 +0000

I can feel your deep hurt, it comes through in your writing. I have faith that Abba, your papa…was there during the trial. I do not know why some prayers go unanswered. I do know that He hurts when we do, and even though you did not FEEL him, he was there. Somehow your SPIRIT survived, and when she was strong enough, she came forward. Please allow me to pray for you now.
I am blessing your spirit with the knowledge that she is stronger than she thinks. Come forward spirit, lead this daughter to her rightful place ….the Father’s lap. Give her courage in her journey, and the love and grace that can only come from a mother’s heart. Your grace is sufficient Abba, show yourself, reveal all of your love in little ways, and big ways. I am after your heart, WE are after your heart. We know that you are moved to action out of your compassion for us. Please step in. Answer the questions of your daughters heart, start the process today. Amen.
With love, I appreciate your story, and your questions.

Comment on Next Post by Ahmad

Ahmad — Mon, 21 May 2012 14:38:46 +0000

I have never shared this berfoe, and always been stuck with the deep well of bitter resent that comes when I look back on this period of my life. I am still looking for peace, I haven’t found it it but, I believe one day I will.I was young, married, with a small child who we would years later find out suffered from disabilities. I rarely set this child down. At night he would cry 4, 5 sometimes 7 hours, a screaming painful cry. Doctors had no answers. I was exhausted, my husband unable to handle the stress of this new world that had become our life was quickly becoming abusive, at first verbal and soon physical. Nights scared me. I did not have the tools or the support to deal with this. Every night I prayed LORD HELP ME. Looking back I was very faithful, and while I was not perfect I was obedient. Why did the LOrd not answers my prayers. The disertion I felt is indescribable, the loneliness and wondering. I listened at church to story after story of people who had, had their prayers answered. What I felt was silly trivial prayers, the rain stopped berfoe an outdoor reception, a found library book. I lived in constant fear, my child in constant pain. Why would God not answer my prayer? What more could I do? How much more could I take? I never felt like he was there? Where was my Heavenly Father?Fast forward years. My faith in God was gone. How could I believe in a God who would not answer my prayers. I was in the middle of a serious addiction. Gripped with the reality, that I would lose everything that I cared about if I did not face the music. I began to pray. Prayers that were from a lifetime ago. God save me, because I can not save myself. My prayers ran from one to another with a desperation that I knew to well. Will he hear me? I did not have the tools to deal with this. Quietly my prayers were answered. I felt a love that I had never experienced berfoe. I felt a strength that was not my own. I was lead to people who would help me. I learned to be gentle with myself because of a Father in Heaven who was gentle with me. He was a constant companion in a lost life.Why then would God not answer the prayers of a young mother who was doing all she could, yet answer the prayers years later of someone who was living so far from a faithful life?