On the wagon sped, and I, as well as my comrades, gave a despairing farewell glance at freedom as we came in sight of the long stone buildings.
Just keep asking yourself: What would Jesus not do?
Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.
I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.
The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.
Let's all embrace someone near us. Pick someone special to you. Tell this someone how you feel.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
At a distance, we cannot conceive of the authority of a despot who knows all his subjects on sight.
A good since of humor and someone who is loyal and cute-I like cute girls
I finally accepted Jesus. not as my personal savior, but as a man I intend to borrow money from.
A beautiful person is a person who is capable of being the best version of himselfherself, inside and out as often as possible.