As I turned to leave, I looked down. Beside my foot, a sprout of greenery was clawing its way through the pristine nothingness to begin anew. It was later that I realized my haven had sent me a message, and it had shown me that nothing is ever completely lost, unless you cease searching.
Your good character and attitude should be your message to the world.
He put down the receiver and looked vaguely at the paper in his hand. It was a rough piece of white wrapping paper. Scrawled in pencil in ragged block letters were the words:
HE DISAGREED WITH SOMETHING THAT ATE HIM
And underneath in brackets:
(P.S. WE HAVE PLENTY MORE JOKES AS GOOD AS THIS)
I know the Lord has a plan for us all, but sometimes, I just don’t understand what the message can be.
At that moment a solitary violin struck up. But the music was not dance music; it was more like a song – a solemn, sweet song. (I know now that it was Beethoven’s Romance in F.) I listened, and suddenly it was as if the fog that surrounded me had been penetrated, as if I were being spoken to.
We need a shift in our message and in our pulpit
Here is a good message from the ocean: You will be an ocean too if you let every river, every rain, every flood and every stream flow to you freely!
I think if a story has a message it should be incidental and accidental, otherwise it leans too close to indoctrination.
When others sit, a #StaticJedi is found standing-even standing along, with a message not in hand but secure in heart!
There is some kind of message…, in Dexter criminal series. Just try to find it and focus.