#owing

Mackenzie, I am what some would say ‘holy, and wholly other than you.’ The problem is that many folks try to grasp some sense of who I am by taking the best version of themselves, projecting that to the nth degree, factoring in all the goodness they can perceive, which often isn’t much, and then call that God. And while it may seem like a noble effort, the truth is that it falls pitifully short of who I really am. I’m not merely the best version of you that you can think of. I am far more than that, above and beyond all that you can ask or think. ↗

— Wm. Paul Young

#mind-blowing #the-shack #change

Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone's heart. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#being-kind #being-kind-to-others #building-people-up #changing-the-world #compassion

The Resurrected/Glorified, God-man Jesus and the angelic beings obviously have knowledge with which to think/reason/articulate/communicate. In my opinion, it seems to me there is 'another way' of knowing something. Yet, they have no physical/organic brain?" ~R. Alan Woods [2012] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#knowledge-acquisition #r-alan-woods #communication

She had discovered early that what we want out of life can change; that the important thing is to learn to recognize or even simply just to admit what we really want, and then to have the courage to reach for it. ↗

— Candice Proctor

#knowing-what-we-want-in-life #change

If you learn to really sit with loneliness and embrace it for the gift that it is…an opportunity to get to know YOU, to learn how strong you really are, to depend on no one but YOU for your happiness…you will realize that a little loneliness goes a LONG way in creating a richer, deeper, more vibrant and colorful YOU. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#aloneness #being-yourself #courage #embracing-who-you-are #faith-in-yourself

It was the first time in a half century that they had been so close and had enough time to look at each other with some serenity and they had seen each other for what they were: two old people, ambushed by death, who had nothing in common except the mercy of an ephemeral past that was no longer theirs but belonged to two young people who had vanished and who could have been their grandchildren. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#growing-old #death

If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me! ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#youthfulness #youth

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer? ↗

— Betty Smith

#dreams #growing-up #hope #imagination #leaving

... I wrote about ... my childhood, when dreams were small and attainable for all. When sweets were a penny and god was a rabbit. ↗

— Sarah Winman

#growing-up #life-lessons #dreams

No Temple made by mortal human hands can ever compare to the Temple made by the gods themselves. That building of wood and stone that houses us and that many believe conceals the great Secret Temple from prying eyes, somewhere in its heart of hearts, is but a decoy for the masses who need this simple concrete limited thing in their lives. The real Temple is the whole world, and there is nothing as divinely blessed as a blooming growing garden. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#bloom #blooming #church #deity #faith