#kin

The liturgy of the Eucharist is best understood as a journey or procession. It is the journey of the Church into the dimension of the Kingdom. We use the word 'dimension' because it seems the best way to indicate the manner of our sacramental entrance into the risen life of Christ. Color transparencies 'come alive' when viewed in three dimensions instead of two. The presence of the added dimension allows us to see much better the actual reality of what has been photographed. In very much the same way, though of course any analogy is condemned to fail, our entrance into the presence of Christ is an entrance into a fourth dimension which allows us to see the ultimate reality of life. It is not an escape from the world, rather it is the arrival at a vantage point from which we can see more deeply into the reality of the world. ↗

— Alexander Schmemann

#eucharist #kingdom-of-god #reality #sacrament #truth

The gospel has done its work in us when we crave God more than we crave everything else in life and when seeing His kingdom advance in the lives of others gives us more joy than anything we could own. When we see Jesus as greater than anything the world can offer, we’ll gladly let everything else go to possess Him. ↗

— J.D. Greear

#gospel #jesus #kingdom #life #possessions

Hunter, you can’t seriously be the Goblin King. You’re not even sixteen yet! I had to give you a ride to the store after school in September when we were getting supplies for Homecoming decorations! ↗

— K.M. Shea

#goblins #life

Going back to Hemingway's work after several years is like going back to a brook where you had often fished and finding the woods as deep and cool as they used to be. ↗

— Malcolm Cowley

#life

Bit by Bit, Bit by Bit, Bit by Bit, we create a habit that can Make or Break our Life Bit by Bit. ↗

— Rvm

#life

Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless. ↗

— Mother Teresa

#endless #kind-words #kindness #love #words

I must have loved you a lot. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #love

...and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires.... ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#love #rules #slow-thinking #love

Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love #mockingjay #peeta #romance #love

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #song #suicide #love