#ray

Dreams so often become nightmares. Family can so easily become foes. And people are always more stupid than you give them credit for. ↗

— Mike A. Lancaster

#dreams #foes #nightmares #people #stupid

A sob caught in my chest. I didn't even know what a gray was, other than a drab color. All I knew was that I was hungry all the time. And I knew, deep down, that it wasn't just for food. ↗

— Michelle Rowen

#gray #sad #sob #food

Bittersweet? No, just bitter, the taste of your tongue. Words you can’t have back, so they linger. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#bitter #breaking-up #friendship #friendship-and-love #gossip

Let us not take what we eat for granted; let us view our meals as an opportunity to give our Lord praise. ↗

— Dillon Burroughs

#gratitude #prayer #thankfulness #food

When we link our eating and our prayer and begin to see food as part of a much bigger picture, rather than the focal point of our entire lives, we reshape the way we think, the way we act, and the way we interact. ↗

— Mary DeTurris Poust

#food #prayer #food

Even if you can’t be totally mindful at every meal, if you can say a blessing, silently if necessary, or offer up a prayer for someone, something beyond yourself and your food, the prayer helps to transform eating into something that affects not only our hunger at that moment but the greater world. ↗

— Mary DeTurris Poust

#faith #food #mindful-eating #mindfulness #prayer

...there is a God, there always has been. I see him here, in the eyes of the people in this [hospital] corridor of desperation. This is the real house of God, this is where those who have lost God will find Him... there is a God, there has to be, and now I will pray, I will pray that He will forgive that I have neglected Him all of these years, forgive that I have betrayed, lied, and sinned with impunity only to turn to Him now in my hour of need. I pray that He is as merciful, benevolent, and gracious as His book says He is. ↗

— Khaled Hosseini

#grace #mercy #prayer #faith

Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names. It was love lashed by its own self that spoke. It was pride half slain that fluttered in the dust. It was my hunger for your love that raged from the housetop, while my own love, kneeling in silence, prayed your forgiveness. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#forgiveness #love #pride #forgiveness

Pounce had it easier than any of us. No one noticed a black cat in the street. He stopped here and there to sniff aught of interest. Wherever our Rat stopped, Pounce was there, close enough to see up the Rat's nose. I was so proud. Now there was a proper god, making himself useful! Since my thought might be deemed blasphemy, I said silent prayers to the Goddess and to Mithros. I begged forgiveness and asked them not to misunderstand. Since I wasn't blasted where I stood, I guess they forgave me, or they hadn't heard my blasphemy. ↗

— Tamora Pierce

#gods #prayer #forgiveness

And forgive us our debts, as we also forgive our debtors.' To remit debts is to renounce our own personality. It means renouncing everything that goes to make up our ego, without any exception. It means knowing that in the ego there is nothing whatever, no psychological element, that external circumstances could not do away with. It means accepting that truth. It means being happy that things should be so. ↗

— Simone Weil

#forgiveness