Sentences with phrase «enough with the guilt»

Enough with the guilt that if you don't nurse your baby you're a bad mother.

Enough with the guilt on breast feeding or else.

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We live with continual guilt, feeling that we aren't doing enough for God.

This, I hope, is clear enough, although what interpreter with a practical religious interest is altogether free from guilt in this matter?

How do I know this story, because I sat with the homeless man, horribly afflicted with guilt for not having been man enough to stand up to the God man.

The Lord revealed that the problem was with my heart it is so wicked and deceptive i still believed that i was a good person i did nt drink or take drugs smoke or swear i wasnt violent i had some hangups but kept them to myself but this wicked thought was the reason why i couldnt get free.That was enough for the enemy to bring guilt and condemnation upon me.So when i confessed that my heart was indeed wicked and that i needed a new heart.I was instantly delivered and set free from the past and have not looked back though i am sometimes reminded by others for what i did wrong.It no longer has power over me.I believe we all struggle with two areas as christians we must confess our sin and we must confess our pride for without him we can do nothing.May the Lord show you what it is that is blocking you from receiving his love and forgiveness the issue will be found in your heart ask the Lord to reveal it for what it is.We do nt like to see the truth its ugly and i am sorry if this offends you it wasnt my intention.May he set you free as he has done for me.regards brentnz

He was falsely accused, arrested, slapped, spit on, had His beard pulled out of His face, sent to court where though no guilt was found was sentenced to be beaten to within an inch of HIs life, struck with rods, whipped with a weapon that had sharp bones and different pieces tore large chuncks of flesh off, drug back to court wearing a robe which when the blood dried to it became its own bit of torture, the first beating not good enough so sentenced to die, had a crown of thorns pressed down into his skull causing much more blood loss, beaten some more, forced to carry an extremely heavy wood beam as he marched toward His death, whipped and beaten along the way, had huge nails driven through His hands and feet, and had a shoulder separated.

I'm definitely not saying this is the equivalent to a brownie with all the goodness of butter, sugar, and eggs but it's enough to satisfy my chocolate craving without so much guilt.

And healthy enough that I can actually serve them for breakfast with no guilt!

Hope the guilt of promiscuity is enough to soothe your suffering of inadequacy and help you deal with the issue with more patience and care towards saving your marriage now.

Many parents already feel parental guilt for not spending enough time with their child.

«Get off your high horse with the «never, never, nevers» because you're going to make a fool of yourself and end up with enough mommy guilt to fill Cinderella's castle.

Words of wisdom on juggling a family and a career from current working moms to the generation behind them.Many working moms struggle with the guilt of not spending enough time with theirkids.

Every day for two months I struggled to make enough milk, with my own self - imposed guilt over using formula when I couldn't meet his needs.

Parents will learn to encourage confidence and fill their children with self - esteem while learning how to accept themselves, dispel guilt, and became a «good enough» parent.

I was just having a bout of mommy guilt yesterday — overwhelmed with my «to - do» list and worrying I don't spend enough quality time with the kiddos.

Let the guilt go — it's not uncommon for twin parents to report feeling guilty for not spending enough time with each baby.

The takeaway for some commentators: It's time for busy moms to let go of the guilt they feel about not spending enough time with their kids.

We have enough guilt to contend with as parents, getting our children (and ourselves) some much needed sleep shouldn't be added to our guilt list.

To make a long story short, I was never able to produce enough milk for my daughter and I still have a lot of guilt issues associated with it.

It seems that many of you, no matter what path your own journey of motherhood takes, understand that being a mother is hard, often filled with guilt and the sense that there just isn't enough time.

In August 1995 I wrote an article in The Spectator in Britain which the magazine titled «Enough Guilt for Everyone», with the tagline: «The British demand apologies for Japanese atrocities, but never examine their own misconduct in Asia.»

Guilt from not spending enough time on personal life often conflicts with guilt from not working enough, she says, but «I try to be disciplined about both commitments, and I've learned over the years the importance of saying «no,» asking for help when I need it, and practicing self - care.&rGuilt from not spending enough time on personal life often conflicts with guilt from not working enough, she says, but «I try to be disciplined about both commitments, and I've learned over the years the importance of saying «no,» asking for help when I need it, and practicing self - care.&rguilt from not working enough, she says, but «I try to be disciplined about both commitments, and I've learned over the years the importance of saying «no,» asking for help when I need it, and practicing self - care.»

They are decadent enough that I'm good with just a couple & then it's easy for me to stop without any guilt!

The director isn't naïve enough to portray Ronnie as simply the harmless victim of a McCarthyesque witch hunt being run by guilt - wracked Larry (Noah Emmerich), providing the pariah with a date scene in which he ends the night by jerking off in the woman's car and then threatening her with violence if she dares mention what's occurred.

In the first part of the film, she can only talk about the guilt she feels about not spending enough time with her struggling artist husband.

Reeling from a terrifying assault that has left him physically injured and psychologically shattered, nineteen - year - old Brad Land must also contend with unsympathetic local police, parents who can barely discuss «the incident» (as they call it), a brother riddled with guilt but unable to slow down enough for Brad to keep up, and the feeling that he'll never be normal again.

«Noah» is a fantastical epic, with enough visual splendor to make Peter Jackson blush and enough guilt and pathos to still feel like a film from the same man who delivered the documentary The Wrestler starring Randy «The Ram» Robinson.

Conversely, she might say, «you HAVE to do everything you can to save your animals,» because of a positive experience with cancer treatment, an inability to cope with loss, or even guilt about an animal that she felt she did not do enough to save.

Honestly, all snark aside, I know / teach some youngsters who grew up in a «post-piracy» world (to the extent that they've grown up with things like the VC, Steam, and Netflix in the 00s, so downloading ROMs or TV shows or whatever doesn't hold enough allure / necessity to overcome wariness of getting in trouble or guilt about breaking copyright laws), but who have engaged with the fandom, talk of the game in hushed tones, and have been waiting with bated breath to play it.

The latter chapters in the book are particularly interesting, as they delve into topics not discussed often enough, such as how to share one's (new, green) family values with extended family members and friends, how to cope with environmental guilt, how to recognize greenwashing, and how green living can be affordable.

I only allowed myself time enough for the first chapter before study - guilt caught up with me, but I'm getting excited about this one --

According to Connelly, this places enormous pressure on the lawyer because if the lawyer fails and the client is convicted and goes to prison, the lawyer «has to live with their own guilt in knowing that an innocent man is in prison because their effort wasn't good enough.»

But continuing with what would seem like an admission of guilt over the Cambridge Analytica scandal, Facebook founder and big boss Mark Zuckerberg has said his company didn't do enough to prevent the abuse of the harvested data.

«Lots of working parents — myself included — have wrestled with guilt of not giving enough.

If navigating or managing your divorce was not stressful enough, now the holidays are approaching... Match the stress of your divorce with the guilt of «ruining» the holidays for your kids and the fact that you do not have the money to spend on big gifts, and you may as well pack it in!

If your teenager feels like nothing they do is ever good enough and that they are always burdened with feelings of guilt and shame, that too is a classic sign of depression.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.