tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post7780249924978678323..comments2024-03-27T16:40:21.941-07:00Comments on A Country Boy Can Surmise: Being StillSilas Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08720545904650129484noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-79951886379811123092008-08-23T11:55:00.000-07:002008-08-23T11:55:00.000-07:00Naturally it was not possible to properly do this ...<I>Naturally it was not possible to properly do this without learning how to be still. And the way to do that is to just make yourself stop.</I><BR/><BR/>Thanks, Silas. I needed this lesson today. You brought back some wonderful memories for me. I grew up in Woodbine and spent most of my childhood up a tree in the woods behind the house. I need to learn how to sit and <I>be</I> like that again. This lesson has been coming at me from all sides the last couple of weeks, and here it is on your blog, to boot. LOLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-74142619299344722662008-02-20T08:16:00.000-08:002008-02-20T08:16:00.000-08:00Lovely post, Silas. I'm jealous of your little roo...Lovely post, Silas. I'm jealous of your little room.Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00163324973571293864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-74071786775646010642008-02-06T14:31:00.000-08:002008-02-06T14:31:00.000-08:00I just bought Clay's Quilt off of Amazon. I bough...I just bought Clay's Quilt off of Amazon. I bought it because I am trying to find inspiration to write about my Grandmother, who was born and raised in Pikesville Ky. Amazon listed "Lord God," as a key phrase in your book. My Grandmother is the only person I ever heard say that.<BR/>I found your blog and somehow I feel a little bit closer to her reading it.Aimeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00147506875370126093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-53466934314632254302008-02-01T16:54:00.000-08:002008-02-01T16:54:00.000-08:00Good job Silas. Reading Clay's Quilt and thought ...Good job Silas. Reading Clay's Quilt and thought I'd google you. That's how I found your blog.<BR/>WriterongAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-10236462330057809322008-01-01T23:23:00.000-08:002008-01-01T23:23:00.000-08:00Love you, brother! Beautiful post.Love you, brother! Beautiful post.Laurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17048602758435458093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-43527210505173192632007-12-14T11:26:00.000-08:002007-12-14T11:26:00.000-08:00I can identify with your childhood. I come from a ...I can identify with your childhood. I come from a large family and four of my aunts and uncles are just a few years older than me. My grandfather was a farmer and we all moved around a lot but we always found woods and creeks to play in.(Like Marcie I also grew up and went to school in Nicholas County) <BR/>We all still see one another quite often and love to talk about those days.<BR/>We were also raised "full gospel" so I relate to your confusion concerning God as well. I find God in the quite simple things in life too; nature, the breath of a baby, a touch from my granmothers. They are both gone now but when I need them I can get still and feel their love like they are with me. I think we make God more complicated than He ever intended. We take everything, including ourselves, way to serious. <BR/>I think that is why I am so in love with your writing. It is simple and true,the way things really are. You have a gift to see life clearly and the gift of being able to tell it in terms everyone understands. <BR/>I look forward to your blog every month and I sit on pins and needles awaiting your next book.<BR/><BR/>gena arnold<BR/>cynthianagenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16855102341998519185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-736523594228656794.post-3062643763584273542007-12-13T08:36:00.000-08:002007-12-13T08:36:00.000-08:00I spent a large chunk of my childhood roaming the ...I spent a large chunk of my childhood roaming the woods in Nicholas County and those are times that I would never give back, not for anything.<BR/><BR/>It saddens me that my own daughter does not and will most likely never have those memories because we live in the city.<BR/><BR/>However, even if we lived in a rural area I'm not sure if I'd feel safe letting her roam around the way that I did when I was her age. I don't know if that is a flaw in me or a bigger flaw in the human race.<BR/><BR/>~MarcieWaltzing Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09990219835480439351noreply@blogger.com