Just when the truth about life sinks in, His truth starts to surface. He takes us by the hand and dares us not to sweep the facts under the rug but to confront them with him at our side.
Max LucadoRead
Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the importance of embodying positive virtues throughout one's day.
In this quote, Max Lucado expresses a commitment to incorporating essential virtues such as love, joy, peace, and patience into daily life. By doing so, he suggests that these qualities can guide one's actions and interactions, ultimately leading to a more fulfilling and harmonious existence.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth.
Just when the truth about life sinks in, His truth starts to surface. He takes us by the hand and dares us not to sweep the facts under the rug but to confront them with him at our side.
When you're full of yourself, God can't fill you. But when you empty yourself, God has a useful vessel.
There's an antidote to our fears- trust. If we trust God more,we can fear less.
We will never be cleansed until we confess we are dirty. And we will never be able to wash the feet of those who have hurt us until we allow Jesus, the one we have hurt, to wash ours.
One of the things I discover a lot in marriage counseling is the husband or wife trying to get their spiritual thirst quenched by their partner; I think that's a real common mistake that we make.
Fear creates a form of spiritual amnesia
A soul trembling to sit by a hearth so bright, To exist again, itβs enough if I borrow from Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.
In the dim light of the computer screen he seemed otherworldly; Julia thought him beautiful, though she knew it was the beauty of damage.
When you reduce a woman to writing, she makes you think of a thousand other women
Just to be in love seemed the most blissful luxury I had ever known. The thought came to me that perhaps it is the loving that counts, not the being loved in return -- that perhaps true loving can never know anything but happiness. For a moment I felt that I had discovered a great truth.
She imagined herself both queen and slave, dominatrix and victim. In her imagination she was making love with men of all skin colors--white, black, yellow--with homosexuals and beggars. She was anyone's, and anyone could do anything to her. She had one, two, three orgasms, one after another. She imagined everything she had never imagined before, and she gave herself to all that was most base and most pure.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
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