Whenever you stand up to pray, you must forgive what others have done to you. Then your Father in heaven will forgive your sins.
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| — | Mark 11: 25-26 |
One day at a time—this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.
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| — | Unknown |
And as we share God’s love with our brothers and sisters, God’s other children, there is no tyrant who can resist us, no oppression that cannot be ended, no hunger that cannot be fed, no wound that cannot be healed, no hatred that cannot be turned to love, no dream that cannot be fulfilled.
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Desmond Tutu, from God Has a Dream |
Be an angel to someone else whenever you can, as a way of thanking God for the help your angel has given you.
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| — | Quoted in The Angels’ Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994 |
Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it’s a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them.
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| — | Jennifer James |
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
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| — | Harry Crews |
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
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| — | Jan Glidewell |
It’s so curious: one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer… and everything collapses.
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| — | Colette |
