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Saturday, January 30, 2010

Could you really love someone who was capable of falling in love with somebody else?

What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give and take that made you both match?
It was possible that a miracle was not something that happened to you, but rather something that didn't.

Relationships always sounded so physically painful: You fell in love, you broke a heart, you lost your head. Was it any wonder that people came through the experience with battle scars? The problem with a marriage - or maybe its strength - was that it spanned a distance, and you were never the same person you started out being. If you were lucky, you could still recognise each other years later. If you weren't, you wound up in your office with a boy fifteen years younger than you were, pouring his heart into your open hands.

When you loved someone, you did whatever you thought was in her best interests, even if - at the time - it looked utterly wrong. Men did this for women, mothers did it for sons. What made a hero a hero? Was it winning all the time, like Superman? Or was it taking on the risk reluctantly, like Spider Man? Was it learning, like the X-Men had, that at any moment you might fall from grace to become a villain? Or, like Alan Moore's Rorschach, was it being human enough to enjoy watching people die, if they deserved it?

It was no coincidence that fear could move a person to extremes, just as seamlessly as love. They were the conjoined twins of emotion: If you didn't know what was at stake to lose, you had nothing to fight for.

The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult
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Saturday, January 09, 2010

Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love,
but that doesn't mean that you love them any less,
sometimes it even makes you love them more.


The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks
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They say a story loses something with each telling. If that is the case, this story has lost nothing, for it’s the first time it’s been told. 


This story is one for which some people will have to suspend their disbelief. If this wasn’t happening to me, I would be one of those people. 


Many won’t struggle to believe it, though, for their minds have been opened; unlocked by whatever kind of key causes 

people to believe. Those people are either born that way or, as babies, when their minds are like little buds, they are 

nurtured until their petals slowly open and prepare for the very nature of life to feed them. As the rain falls and the sun shines, they grow, grow, grow; minds so open, they go through life aware and accepting, seeing light where 

there’s dark, seeing possibility in dead ends, tasting victory as others spit out failure, questioning when others accept. 

Just a little less jaded, a little less cynical. A little less likely to throw in the towel. Some people’s minds open later in life, through tragedy or triumph. Either thing can act as the key to unlatch and lift the lid on that know-it-all box, to 

accept the unknown, to say goodbye to pragmatism and straight lines. 


But then there are those whose minds are merely a bouquet of stalks, which bud as they learn new information – a new 

bud for a new fact – but yet they never open, never flourish. They are the people of capital letters and full stops, but never 

of question marks and ellipses ... 


Cecelia Ahern - 'The Book of Tomorrow'
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"You can surrender without a prayer, but never really pray without surrender. You can fight without ever winning, but never really win without a fight."

-Neil Peart
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Saturday, January 02, 2010


Give thanks with a grateful heart
Give thanks to the Holy One
Give thanks because He's given Jesus Christ, His Son

Give thanks with a grateful heart
Give thanks to the Holy One
Give thanks because He's given Jesus Christ, His Son

And now let the weak say, "I am strong"
Let the poor say, "I am rich
Because of what the Lord has done for us"

And now let the weak say, "I am strong"
Let the poor say, "I am rich
Because of what the Lord has done for us"

Give thanks with a grateful heart
Give thanks to the Holy One
Give thanks because He's given Jesus Christ, His Son

Give thanks with a grateful heart
Give thanks to the Holy One
Give thanks because He's given Jesus Christ, His Son

And now let the weak say, "I am strong"
Let the poor say, "I am rich
Because of what the Lord has done for us"

And now let the weak say, "I am strong"
Let the poor say, "I am rich
Because of what the Lord has done for us"
Give thanks

We give thanks to You oh Lord
We give thanks
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Friday, January 01, 2010
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THE CHURCH OF THE LORD JESUS CHRIST

She is the plan of God on earth; always in her Father's eye: Cherished, mysterious, beautiful and potent beyond measure: King empowered and life infused. She emerges triumphant; limitless with potential; a harbour for the hopeless and an answer for the ages: The church resplendent - a bride for His Son.

She is the body of Christ on earth; born, like her Head, amidst tribulation, under jealous skies. Cradled in her innocence and guarded for His purpose. She grows in wisdom and stature with victory on her lips and freedom in her hands. Hers is an unstoppable cause. She embraces the world with dignity, honour and compassion; gives vision to the sightless and life to the dying.

She is the family of God on earth. Within her compass, the hungry find sustenance and the weary receive strength. She is a haven for recovering humanity, enthralled by grace. She invites the broken, the vulnerable and the outcast to be immersed in love. She stands imperfect but perfection resides within her. She is flawed but is washed with forgiveness. She has a treasury of faith and a wealth of belonging.

She is the house of heaven on earth: A representative, resolute to reconcile. The Word within her accepts the receptive but challenges the heartless. She is the ecclesia, called out to serve the world: Calling out to welcome in. Blood-washed and armed with testimony, the cross on her lips liberates the chained and offends the unchanging. Like her Master she is pursued and persecuted. Yet she rises with strength in her heart and fire in her soul.

She is the bride of Christ on earth; readying herself for the day when all eyes will be upon her. Prepared and presented before the Lord: The Lamb for whom the world waits, who comes like the rising sun, majestic and magnificent beyond description, while she dazzles with reflected glory. Spotless, perfect and mature, she bows low to cast her crowns and passionately worship Him. Her temporal focus becomes her eternal gaze. She is the church of the Lord Jesus Christ.

- by Robert Fergusson
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