An ordinary woman who makes herself available to an extraordinary God can do amazing things for God.
Life is never ordinary, it is always a wonder, it is always magical.
CRITIC OR CITRIC?
Anagram of ordinary passing judgement on talented
I don’t really know that this story has a whole lot of things happen in it. It doesn’t really. It’s just a record of how things were in my life during this last winter. I guess things happened, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Youth is the most suitable age to enjoy the life completely or to work diligently for the life, what you decide makes your rest of the life ordinary or legendary respectively.
Often in life those seemingly ordinary moments hold the most extraordinary meaning.
She finds this objectivity of hers, this clarity, almost more depressing than she can bear, not because there is anything hideous or repellant about this man but because he has now returned to the ordinary level, the level of things she can see, in all their amazing and complex particularity, but cannot touch.
You are as ordinary as spring,’ he murmured. ‘As powerless as sunlight.’ He ran his fingertips down her neck. ‘And when I touch you, I burn,’ he said, making her heart stop and a flare of wild panic light inside her. He was too close; he was getting to her.
I am attracted to certain types of people: the outrageous, outstanding and the one’s pegged as odd. The 3 O’s remind me not to be ordinary.
In a social media world, the danger is being overexposed and when something is overexposed it is no longer interesting…if ever it was.