tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717991798874702713.post7335517552310196890..comments2023-09-08T10:36:29.229-05:00Comments on hold on, love . . .: living, breathingbekahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09648168191469472011noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717991798874702713.post-24448425854445541132010-02-02T15:55:13.929-06:002010-02-02T15:55:13.929-06:00Oh, I did (hug Jen;)). And yes, the tiramisu was w...Oh, I did (hug Jen;)). And yes, the tiramisu was wonderful.bekahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09648168191469472011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717991798874702713.post-91427401640684933472010-02-01T20:22:39.497-06:002010-02-01T20:22:39.497-06:00This was a very good post, Beka. My Mom and I were...This was a very good post, Beka. My Mom and I were just talking today about how human nature is always seeking to honor it's own self. Even a "low self esteem" is actually nothing but a manifestation of <i>selfishness</i> - it's not really all about us, and how we feel, or what we think, or if we get what we want. To put others before ourselves, with <i>constant</i> never wavering consistency is what it's really all about. Even if it hurts a thousand times over, I would rather reap the benefits of the spiritual growth that surely follows, than to have gratified my own desire for even one second. <br /><br />Good words, friend. Eat a piece of tiramisu for me, and hug Jen's neck.LeAnnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10360378882035668129noreply@blogger.com