Somewhere a circle of hands will open to receive us, eyes will light up as we enter, voices will celebrate with us whenever we come into our own power.
Baby, your nothing but too much trouble. Gotta bury this love and bury the shovel.
What I've found is that country doesn't refer to where you grew up as much as where your heart grows down, where it takes root. Country is a state of mind. I believe what ultimately defines being country is simple: a loving heart, a helping hand, an open mind, poor in spirit.
Why are you wearing that negligee? Sure makes it hard to walk away.
Watch this, I'll show you love like you dreamed of I've got so much to give, watch this Don't be afraid you'll be amazed at all the ways that I can Show you what you've missed Just close your eyes, and watch this
Ordinary people have extraordinary love.
How in this world can we put a man on the moon, and still have a need for a place like St. Judes?
The ideas by which people. . . interpret their existence and in measure guide their behavior, were not forged in a world of wealth.
That's who Jesus Christ is. He became the final Priest and the final Sacrifice. Sinless, he did not offer sacrifices for himself. Immortal, he never has to be replaced. Human, he could bear human sins. Therefore he did not offer sacrifices for himself; he offered himself as the final sacrifice. There will never be the need for another. There is one mediator between us and God. One priest. We need no other. Oh, how happy are those who draw near to God through Christ alone.
What I can't figure out is why we're not making more R-rated movies, actually.
Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between too little and too much.