6:5And thou shalt love the LORD thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might. 6:6And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be upon thy heart; 6:7and thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thy house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.
Don’t let your tools become your process.
Everything in your life is a reflection of a choice you have made. If you want a different result, make a different choice.
True confidence stems from the knowledge that your are safe.
It sucks when the only person who can make you feel better is also the reason why you always cry.
For being human holds a special grief Of privacy within the universe That yearns and waits to be retouched By someone who can take away The memory of death.
My pain is that my eyes and ears No longer see and hear the same As yours do. Your eyes have changed. You are crying. You never cried before. It’s not like you. Why am I to die, You to wander on alone? Is that the way it is with friends?
Thus she says: “I am seated on the seat which is between the individual will of beings and the universal will of the supreme Being. I am the guardian of equilibrium between the individual and the universal. I have the power to re-establish it each time that it is violated. I am order, health, harmony, justice.
But be doers of the word and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.
It’s never too late to start.
Do not let sin have power over you. Let good have power over sin!
12Christian brothers, I ask you from my heart to give your bodies to God because of His loving-kindness to us.
To the heart that knows contentment, every day is Thanksgiving.
As for you: abide, at every moment, before My Eucharistic Face.
I read not because I don’t have a life, but because I choose to have many.
In every book lies a world. They pass the time waiting to be found by those that seek them.
In offering the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, the priest is totally assimilated to Jesus crucified. This the Father sees; this the angels see; it is only men who do not see it. The depth of the impression of the wounds of Jesus in the heart and in the soul of the priest is proportionate to his degree of abandonment to the embrace of Jesus, who desires only to unite him to Himself.
May I look upon my soul and my shadow?
When the world says “Give Up,” Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.
Just give me a moment to overthink this.