tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post97274665587395697..comments2023-11-03T05:20:30.265-07:00Comments on Whopping Cornbread: Sunday indulgenceNorahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16507644743409364179noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-38958234705211303252009-04-05T20:09:00.000-07:002009-04-05T20:09:00.000-07:00i think about that, too. that's someone's baby ou...i think about that, too. that's someone's baby out there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-53722778524809742012009-04-05T12:09:00.000-07:002009-04-05T12:09:00.000-07:00I love this Nora. Gave me chills. I too have ha...I love this Nora. Gave me chills. I too have had mixed feelings after giving to less fortunate people....why? This really hit home. Thanks.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06590585650894114884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-81603509269840188172009-04-02T22:29:00.000-07:002009-04-02T22:29:00.000-07:00What an amazing story, Nora. And that poem... I di...What an amazing story, Nora. And that poem... <BR/><BR/>I didn't know the 2nd verse of Twinkle, Twinkle.JCKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04582581376724478366noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-82916969025984414532009-04-01T09:21:00.000-07:002009-04-01T09:21:00.000-07:00Thank you for this post. When I give, I do so for ...Thank you for this post. When I give, I do so for myself. I have decided that it isn't my business to worry about how they spend the money or if they are cons. So now I give when I feel giving. And the poem? How nice is that?Karen Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02540617923517042598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-45523604496381029322009-04-01T07:26:00.000-07:002009-04-01T07:26:00.000-07:00This is one of the best blog posts I've ever read....This is one of the best blog posts I've ever read.Angie McCullaghhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13338130265872869124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-36904066112681333672009-03-31T18:45:00.000-07:002009-03-31T18:45:00.000-07:00"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for ther..."Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."<BR/><BR/>I'm not sure which of the two of you was the angel in this story. Probably both.<BR/><BR/>Love the poem, btw.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05628196820168673056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-77383812666392205382009-03-31T09:01:00.000-07:002009-03-31T09:01:00.000-07:00You paid for something...and I'm sure it helped. ...You paid for something...and I'm sure it helped. Just you stopping and listening helped.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09504992439212714138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-59561180581018836752009-03-30T16:50:00.000-07:002009-03-30T16:50:00.000-07:00I have never known there even was a second verse t...I have never known there even was a second verse to the Twinkle Twinkle Little Star song. Not being one to believe in accidents, I think it's no accident that he kept requesting that song after the "stranger" wrote him such a beautiful poem. What an experience to ponder....Vanessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14149777435132497067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-72049037879388518442009-03-30T12:42:00.000-07:002009-03-30T12:42:00.000-07:00I think you did the right thing. I've heard somewh...I think you did the right thing. I've heard somewhere that if we are true giver it should not matter what a person does with the gift. <BR/>If we are truely generous, we should not care if they crumple it up and throw it away. In this case, by beer or drugs. <BR/>It's better to give and have that happen then to not ever give and never help anyone.<BR/>It's on his conscience, now, not yours.Lacyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10224906678189610421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-2792755832875365632009-03-30T10:04:00.000-07:002009-03-30T10:04:00.000-07:00I met this gentleman on 1st Ave back in September ...I met this gentleman on 1st Ave back in September or October. His story was compelling. His words seemed guided by divine inspiration. Is it a bill of goods? Probably. Is there any harm in helping him? No. It feels good to believe in a stranger, as PhD in Yogutry said. Lovely story, Nora : )GroundedGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04285685493391174753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-26924762824167732742009-03-30T09:49:00.000-07:002009-03-30T09:49:00.000-07:00You know, I love your blog. I always love it. But ...You know, I love your blog. I always love it. But today this was, for me, one of the best posts I've ever read. I'm so moved.Rebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14586014984815775916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-89125428189176407442009-03-30T08:38:00.000-07:002009-03-30T08:38:00.000-07:00I think you did right. I struggle with those same...I think you did right. I struggle with those same questions, but I figure it's always better to be kind.Lisa Wheeler Miltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386193798727387546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-44225167336174827812009-03-30T07:37:00.000-07:002009-03-30T07:37:00.000-07:00You did the right thing and he earned it with that...You did the right thing and he earned it with that poem. My encounter with a demanding woman at walmart went the other way - a resounding no.<BR/><BR/>PS. I never knew Twinkle Twinkle had a second verse.smalltownmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10857871195417461235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-18371259063244195862009-03-30T07:11:00.001-07:002009-03-30T07:11:00.001-07:00I go through the same turmoil you did when I'm fac...I go through the same turmoil you did when I'm faced with this situation. I think what you did was good for YOUR soul and Hugo's, whether he was worthy of it or not. But I think his gratitude for what you gave him gives you an insight into his character.JoLynhttp://www.upbothways.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-59176098256099063032009-03-30T07:11:00.000-07:002009-03-30T07:11:00.000-07:00Nora, I often feel the exact same way and am at a ...Nora, I often feel the exact same way and am at a loss for what to do. The other day a young man from Israel knocked on the door. He was selling his paintings door-to-door, and I normally would not, but something struck me and I bought a beautiful oil on canvas from him.Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06086740613832715808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-66510048310423254082009-03-30T06:56:00.000-07:002009-03-30T06:56:00.000-07:00Despite your unease with the situation, I think yo...Despite your unease with the situation, I think you did a beautiful thing.Mama Goosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06981857083383583631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-20957633383440553252009-03-30T06:54:00.000-07:002009-03-30T06:54:00.000-07:00I am the same way. I feel terrible when I give, te...I am the same way. I feel terrible when I give, terrible when I don't. Even overseas, where poverty is truly dire, I know that the ones who need it most are home in the shacks and cardboard houses, not with hands out in the streets. But. Sometimes I give anyway, selfishly, because it's good for me. Who am I to judge so harshly? How much will it hurt me even if I do get burned?<BR/>And I'm a sucker for those who do something in return. A poem no less! I think you did the right thing.edjhttp://www.planetnomad.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-55139464004185898102009-03-29T21:40:00.000-07:002009-03-29T21:40:00.000-07:00I don't normally give money either, but I think I ...I don't normally give money either, but I think I would have responded as you did.Jenn @ Juggling Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14455967210924573398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-17243081127559187352009-03-29T21:12:00.000-07:002009-03-29T21:12:00.000-07:00that greatest indulgence of believing in a strange...that greatest indulgence of believing in a stranger<BR/><BR/>sometimes you just gotta give. and hey, he knew Victor Hugo. that's enough for me.<BR/><BR/>A few months back I saw a TV program about a guy who wrote poems for handout. I can only bring up a vague recollection. Can't remember if he eventually became famous? His writings were lengthy. I think he wrote a story for people. This was a white guy, an American, young-ish, perhaps in CA. So perhaps your experience is becoming trend.shrink on the couchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9043527093315561242.post-24569013323157595412009-03-29T20:05:00.000-07:002009-03-29T20:05:00.000-07:00Oh, Dear Nora..I wish that I had good words and ad...Oh, Dear Nora..I wish that I had good words and advice.I wish that I knew all of the truth of this. I wish that all beings could be embraced with love without fear. I wish for the truth for all of us..young and old, men and women.<BR/>Prayers for all of us.<BR/>Love to you.ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18245099394863979981noreply@blogger.com