It is the image of physical brawn, sheer force, and commanding volume we so often associate with might. But I have found the might of an army exists in the faith of a child and in quiet, earnest prayers as well as in the heart of one who loves.
Family gathers to share good noise and good food. Gratitude abounds.
Reality and fantasy are not two separate spheres but one whole. They are like a world's atmosphere―reality behaving as a low front, fantasy a high front. Each remains somewhat distinguishable and yet they swirl and join, affecting and manipulating ...
I think one of the biggest reasons people have difficulty believing in God is because they don't understand Him. You often hear doubting comments like, 'If there is a God then why and why and how could He allow...?' Perhaps if people were to invest...
Fathers... Rise at dawn. Stand up strong. Fix and build. Plow the field. Carry the weight. Work 'til late. Encourage our dreams. Provide the means. Fight with might. Defend what's right. Protect the home. Refuse to roam. Forge the way. Take time to p...
Life is a walk through the forest. Don't fear the trees; fear what lurks behind them.
In the heat of an argument I sometimes resort to thumb-sucking. It's hard to have a serious fight when someone's sucking their thumb.
Your opponent's wrong doesn't automatically make you right. Most fights aren't about who's right; they are contention over degrees of wrongness.
The sun, rising and setting in splendid colors, never grows tired of its admirers―much like a lady, aglow with grace, never grows tired of chivalrous acts or pretty flowers.
In constant view keeps mightily true an honest resolve to do.
You are not my sunshine. Sorry. You're more like a gust of arctic wind that bursts in and blows out all the candles when the door cracks open.
Forgiveness is a revolving door positioned in your path. You must step through it to move on, but it takes both timing and choice to escape walking circles inside.
It is a difficult thing―if not impossible―to forgive oneself for foolish errors, not for trampling a life or goring another with sharp horns, but for being the fool who opened the gate and let the bull out, blind to potential consequences.
Freedom is the atmosphere in which humanity thrives. Breathe it in.
When you reach the point you truly want someone to stop and listen, to hear even your unspoken words, to feel your depth of sorrow, to care unreservedly, and to completely understand— .
You're right; you can't someone be happy. But I don't see the harm in trying.
The calling that has been thrust upon you is likewise as demanding and daunting. I understand how you feel, believe me. But we need you, Eena. I would say I’m sorry, but…….honestly I’d have no other woman take your place. You are exactly what...
Because," said a boy. "Because why?" asked a young girl. "Because I love you.
A little here and a little there will always accumulate, so why be surprised when steady, small steps take you to great places?
Maybe not here and now, but somewhere, someday.
Doing nothing accomplishes nothing, gains nothing, changes nothing, and wins nothing. You have to make a move.
