Mentoring is: Sharing Life's Experiences and God's Faithfulness
The emotional magnets beneath home and workplace are in the process of being reversed. Work has become a form of 'home' and home has become 'work.'
When I started editing on my home computer, I said to myself, 'Well, I could be at home studying for a class or I could be at home editing a video.'
I still cook at home. A lot of chefs I think don't cook at home. But I still do, I love cooking at home, I love having friends.
I don't think of Home Depot as romantic, but I do think the Christmas wonderland they put up during the holidays is magical. That is what Home Depot is to me, and that is the only romantic thing about it.
So when I was 13, I basically left home and never returned and lived at home again. I would come home for a week at Christmas and two weeks in the summer only.
Rita: Home. Phone Voice: Dialing office. Rita: HOME! Phone Voice: Dialing office. Rita: HOME, GODDAMN IT! Phone Voice: Dialing Dr. Sloan.
I always want to find the best burger in town.
Flint, Michigan. Detroit as seen backwards through a telescope. The callus on the palm of the state shaped like a welder's mitt. A town where 66.5 percent of the working citizenship are in some way, shape or form linked to the shit-encrusted underbel...
I used to want to understand how the world worked. Little things, like heavy stuff goes at the bottom of the laundry bag, or big things, like the best way to get a boy to chase you is to ignore him, or medium things, like if you cut an onion under ru...
Touring is starting to feel more like home than home does.
Paris ain't much of a town.
This is the story of how Dad lived with his lung cancer. But it is much more. Through his illness and the miracles we experienced, I came to see that Dad's was not just a journey. It was a journey home. Home to God.
A woman's mosque is her home.
Truth seldom finds a home.
There's no place like home...
An Englishman's home is his castle.
Home is where you feel at home and are treated well.
Toronto is home; nothing beats home.
Home. One place is just like another, really. Maybe not. But truth is it's all just rock and dirt and people are roughly the same. I was born up there but I'm no stranger here. Have always felt at home everywhere, even in Virginia, where they hate me...
Who you are and what you believe in is your real home, the only home no one can take from you, the only home that will last.
