And my God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.
ANONYMOUSAbove all else, guard your heart for it affects everything else you do.
More Anonymous Quotes
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An artist’s job is to inspire, from the Latin inspirare: to breathe into. The primary function of art is to inspire new thought shaped by emotions using the creative mediums we master – be it painting, music, design, craft, or photography.
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How many wolves do we feel on our heels, while our real enemies go in sheepskin.
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Noble knights never sleep at night.
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If Holy Thursday, moreover, is what transforms Good Friday from an execution to a sacrifice, then Easter Sunday is what transforms the sacrifice into a sacrament.
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He has a superb groin. A silky pouch. A secret garden. The groin of a sire. I once saw just such a creamy, velvet groin on a male antelope.
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For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge the more grief.
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Save water. Shower with your girlfriend.
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Sometimes the people you want as part of your story are only meant to be a chapter.
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A merry heart does good like a medicine; but a broken spirit dries the bones.
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What systems have you and your worship community built that are keeping you from fully entering into relationship with Jesus?
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For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but of power and of love and of calm and well balanced mind and discipline and self-control.
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The trouble is that we live far from ourselves and have but little wish to get any nearer to ourselves. Indeed we are running away all the time to avoid coming face to face with our real selves, and we barter the truth for trifles.
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Just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. It’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot.
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I’m not evil, I’m just very creative.
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Civilization is only a pretense; in the crisis, we become mere apes again, forgetting the rational biped of our pretensions and becoming instead the hairy primate at the mouth of the cave, screeching at the enemy, wishing it would go away, fingering the heavy stone that we’ll use the moment it comes close enough.
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