I hate it here. I hate everyone here. I hate that I am so different. I love it here and I want to belong and I know that I never will.
Kids are absolutely starved for positive adult contact.
Not being happy really is my fear.
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!
Those that dare not to dream big are cowards, for they fear to expose the already great potentials embedded inside of them.
Indeed, the acknowledgement of God is not synonymous with religion.
It is wise to buy acquaintances, but foolish to buy friends.
Deeply happy people are even thankful for the trials and tragedies they pass through.
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?
Lord, help us to choose humility over pride. Help us to choose love over our reputation. Help us to choose patience over making a point, and your Word over our feelings. Lord, help us to choose persev...
The choices that women make sometimes seems provoking and at the same time amusing. I once met a lady who said she liked my amusing facial expression.