#alan

the chase for more, and the need to be recognised through our achievements and belongings, can hinder us from the real things, like time with those we love, time doing things we love ourselves, and balance. It’s probably all about balance really, isn’t it? ↗

— Bronnie Ware

#life

There is no hour that has not its births of gladness and despair, no morning brightness that does not bring new sickness to desolation as well as new forces to genius and love. There are so many of us, and our lots are so different, what wonder that Nature's mood is often in harsh contrast with the great crisis of our lives? ↗

— George Eliot

#perspective #love

Signs & wonders are a manifestation of God's love for us. The Resurrection was the greatest sign & wonder of them all and without it our existence would be in vain. If theology matters (Wimber), then so does knowledge. Without it Noah, Abraham, Jesus, or Paul would not have fulfilled God's purposes. 'My people perish for a lack of knowledge' (NT-passim)." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#knowledge-power #r-alan-woods #signs #wonders #love

God is all about passion for the possible. ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#possible #r-alan-woods #love

I contend that those who Agape can only administer mercy and grace." ~R. Alan Woods [2012] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#grace-and-favor #love #mercy #r-alan-woods #love

I love my cigar too, but I take it out of my mouth once in a while. ↗

— Groucho Marx

#love

When Alani started to speak, Jackson held up a finger. In the past five minutes, he'd had more mood swings than a menopausal woman. First turned-on, then territorial, bored, aggressive and now on alert. ↗

— Lori Foster

#jackson #men

Just as there are 'real men', there are indeed real women". ~R. Alan Woods [2012] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#women-and-men #men

Ride!' went the call, and the individuals of the troop became a single lurching, streaming mass of horseflesh pounding toward the trees. The first of the men reached the tree line moments before the sound became a roar, the crack and crash of stones, of huge granite boulders large enough to smash into other parts of the cliff and send them driving downwards. The thundering sound, echoing off the walls of the mountain, was frightening and panicked the horses almost more than the boulders at their heels. It was as though the whole surface of the cliff loosened, dissolved into a liquid surface: a rain of stone, a rolling wave of stone. ↗

— S.U. Pacat

#captive-prince #men

To tirelessly promote the cause of Christ and his Father's Kingdom is the fire that should burn bright in the hearts of all men" ~ R. Alan Woods [2012] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#men