#sings

If you tell God no because He won't explain the reason He wants you to do something, you are actually hindering His blessing. But when you say yes to Him, all of heaven opens to pour out His goodness and reward your obedience. What matters more than material blessings are the things He is teaching us in our spirit. ↗

— Charles Stanley

#because #blessing #blessings #explain #god

God's arrows of affliction are sharp and painful so He can get our attention. He won't let His beloved children get away with sin because He knows it robs us of blessings, opportunities, and even character refinement. ↗

— Charles Stanley

#arrows #attention #away #because #beloved

I thought that all of the sacrifices and blessings of the whole history of mankind have devolved upon me. Thank you, God. ↗

— Ben Stein

#devolved #god #history #i #mankind

Good health and good sense are two of life's greatest blessings. ↗

— Publilius Syrus

#good #good health #good sense #greatest #health

Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup. ↗

— Sara Teasdale

#beautiful #blue #children #cliff #cup

Riches get their value from the mind of the possessor; they are blessings to those who know how to use them, and curses to those who do not. ↗

— Terence

#curses #get #how #know #mind

For me, I tend to sit back sometimes and just count my blessings because of how long I've played. ↗

— Chili Davis

#because #blessings #count #how #i

To summarize, the particular song a male sings, and the behavioral responses of females to song and morphological signals, are not genetically inherited in a fixed manner but are determined by learning early in life. ↗

— Peter R. Grant

#determined #early #females #fixed #genetically

Don't count your blessings, let your blessings count! EnjoyLife! ↗

— Bernard Kelvin Clive

#gratitude #life-and-living #inspirational

I,' she began in her thoughts, as we all do when thinking of ourselves. But this I was her, something, someone whose life she really lived. She was this I, in body and soul, one with its very flesh, its memories, its past, present and future, all of which we seal into a single destiny each time we face ourselves and utter that tiny, unalterable word: 'I. ↗

— Dezső Kosztolányi

#musings #life