A Journey Log: my reality

"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."

Words to live by...

Love is not simply giving; it is judicious giving and judicious withholding as well. It is judicious praising and judicious criticizing. It is judicious arguing, struggling, confronting, urging, pushing and pulling in addition to comforting. It is leadership. The word "judicious" means requiring judgment, and judgment requires more than instinct; it requires thoughtful and often painful decisionmaking. (Scott Peck, The Road Less Traveled)

“In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.” ―Blaise Pascal

The day will come when Jesus will give the rewards, and He makes no mistakes, although some people may wonder how you come to merit such a reward, since they had never heard of you before.

We must present ourselves to the world and look upon it as our adventure. (Beatrix Potter in the movie Miss Potter)

You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.
(Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies)

...every conscious person, every person who is awake to the functioning principles within his reality, has a moment where he stops blaming the problems in the world on group think, on humanity and authority, and starts to face himself...This is the hardest principle within Christian spirituality for me to deal with. The problem is not out there; the problem is the needy beast of a thing that lives in my chest.
(Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz)

This is the most profound spiritual truth I know: that even when we're most sure that love can't conquer all, it seems to anyway. It goes down into the rat hole with us, in the guise of our friends, and there it swells and comforts. It gives us second winds, third winds, hundredth winds.
(Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies)

If I am content with little,
Enough is as good as a feast.
(Isaac Bickerstaffe)

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them out.
(George Elliot)

A Journey Log

Monday, February 14, 2011

my reality

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