Fill what is empty; empty what is full
God has given me a lifeboat and said… ‘Moody save all you can
Many Americans first fell in love with the poetry of the thirteenth century teacher and spiritual leader Jelalludin Rumi during the early 1990s when the unparalleled lyrical grace, philosophical brilliance, and spiritual daring of his work took modern Western readers completely by surprise. The impact of its soulful beauty and the depth of its profound humanity were so intense that they reportedly prompted numerous individuals to spontaneously compose poetry.
Do you know why the rich get richer? It’s is because they spend time with other rich people.
Travel is costly yes, but it pays dividends too.
Of course, I am religious.
I worship love.
Life never seems to prepare us sufficiently for epiphanies. … they are not magical intrusions from another world, but reality, naked, and without shame.
This didn’t sound good. It sounded like the optimism was escaping from him.
Logic is a net to catch a fish” with. And the Truth is like water that can not be caught with net
Lament is a cry of belief in a good God, a God who has His ear to our hearts, a God who transfigures the ugly into beauty. Complaint is the bitter howl of unbelief in any benevolent God in this moment, a distrust in the love-beat of the Father’s heart.