Sentences with phrase «at in the living room»

At I / O, Google promised that its smart home competitor was coming and would allow you to ask Google questions no matter where you're at in the living room.

From the soft sofas to the stained wood, to the printed linens and flower centerpieces, you won't run out of things to look at in this living room.

Okay - we're back at it in the living room this week!

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Louie sits at one end of a round table in a room festooned with carvings, and stuffed animals — wolves and coyotes — that live and hunt in the sage and taupe of the desert outside.

I sat in a waiting room with my wife and looked at a clock on the wall and listened to a doctor discuss my prognosis with a nurse, and it hit me pretty hard that life is fleeting.

Instead, the couple came off their holy high with a dinner for two in their hotel suite at the newly redone Hotel Eden, with views of Rome unfolding from their living room.

I also do not sleep with my phone at my head; it's charging in the living room away from me.

In Washington, D.C., the Kimpton George Hotel will celebrate the end of tax season on April 18 by serving complimentary Redemption Rye Whiskey at the nightly hosted wine hour in the hotel's living rooIn Washington, D.C., the Kimpton George Hotel will celebrate the end of tax season on April 18 by serving complimentary Redemption Rye Whiskey at the nightly hosted wine hour in the hotel's living rooin the hotel's living room.

If you think of the switch to daylight saving time at all, you probably just consider it an annoyance that causes you to lose some sleep or be late for lunch because you forgot to reset the clock in your living room.

Co-founder and executive chairman Hoffman, who is also a partner at Greylock Partners, the venture capital firm that led a $ 10 million funding round in LinkedIn in 2004, started the company in 2002 in his living room.

Had I not been in my living room wearing sweatpants while watching «The Blacklist» instead of punching my Bloomberg Terminal at One Bryant Park, I would have thought I was back in 2008.

Her injury, he said, occurred during «an ordinary incident of life commonly undertaken in a motel room at night.»

There's something belittling about the label «small business» that probably begins life in the boys» changing room at school.

At Invitation Homes, we believe in backyards, in dining rooms and living rooms, in spaces where our residents want to gather with family and friends.

I'll be speaking at the second one, at 10:45 in the same room, along with the national leaders of NUPGE (representing provincial workers) and CUPE (representing municipal workers) about the contribution of public workers to greater equality by improving the lives of marginalized Canadians — the unemployed, the homeless, single parents, recent immigrants, senior citizens, and others.

Pregnant with her second child at the time, Shelley continued her Pure Barre work in the living room until deciding the ladies of Napa deserved to lift, tone and burn in - studio with the rest of the nation!

With regard to another post regarding faith... I have seen my preemie child struggling for life... I have held the hand of an old person as they slipped from life to death... I have stood vigil in the room of a man of faith as over 40 friends and family crammed into a room sharing pain and suffering as he slipped away suffering from cancer at a young age.

A year ago, I found myself in a class full of people courageously standing at the front of the room to share story after story of how alcohol played a part in their lives.

However, it is difficult to make time and provide room for people who spend a fraction of their week at the church to have a say in most of what occurs in the life of the church.

But the big thing I realised at the end of that evening was how important it is to also create the figurative «room» in my life altogether, to create just a bit of the emotional and spiritual room necessary for living out my calling.

«After thirty - five years of studying and teaching the theology and history of the Church,» writes Eamon Duffy, «I find myself living more and more out of resources acquired not in the lecture room or library, nor even at the post-conciliar liturgy, but in the narrow Catholicism of my 1950s childhood, warts and all.»

There were pictures of women, every tribe, every tongue, on every wall, and so it felt like everyone here in the world was there with us, somehow, and a gigantic canvas on the stairs said: There is no such thing as small change, and the famous red couch at Idelette's was worn out and comfortable, especially with Kelley sprawled on it, twisting her hair unconcernedly when she really got talking about the theology of adoption and Lord, yes, that woman can preach and teach in a living room beside a piano better than some preachers I've seen in thousand - dollar suits on a television show.

keep an rpg at the ready in my living room?

Times ahead are going to get tough and I would hope that many on this blog will take another look at religion and find room for it in your lives.

Sometimes I wonder if perhaps the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous have, at some point in its 76 year history, contained individuals who possessed the ability to do great things — cure cancer, revolutionize politics, or contribute other great things to society — but whose minds became so polluted with AA propaganda that they shut off their own brilliance and chose to spend the rest of their lives «making their sobriety their number one priority» and believing humility to be more valuable than fulfilling their potential and allowing their greatness to shine.

Of equal importance, it is based on an eternal human need: «the need of man to feel his own house as a room in some greater, all - embracing structure in which he is at home, to feel that the other inhabitants of it with whom he lives and works are all acknowledging and confirming his individual existence.»

In light of this fourfold division, it appears that the current disputes about Darwin and design are at bottom not so much conflicts between science and religion as disagreements about whether there is room for only one level — not a plurality of levels — on which to understand the story of life.

A friend of mine gave it to me when she graduated, no longer having a need for posters since she was an official grown - up at last, and so I hung it up in my room as homage to her influence in my life.

At the center of the book is Frank's pondering of the story of Jacob in Genesis as imposed on his consciousness through a Chagall print which hung in the Franks» living room:

I lobbed the question at James one evening as our small group members sat in a circle around my living room.

After all that I forgot even what I thought I did in the first place, And I tell myself that if I am doing all of that then I care about it, and then I think about it and that it's possible to just go on with my life without stressing about all of this... and then when I die I'll go to hell and burn forever... and then at the same time I don't want to constantly freak out about it and live my entire life in fear of going to hell... My Parents are Atheists and say that I should just live my life without worrying about it and being nice to people and being an overall good person, and I'm not old enough to go to church, so I just repent quietly in my room, Perhaps when I was younger I have sworn to god on things that may or may not have been true, and then I repeat those things in my head, and I would get scared.

In the aftermath of the horrifying shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida, the predictable arguments are raging in newsrooms, state houses and living roomIn the aftermath of the horrifying shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida, the predictable arguments are raging in newsrooms, state houses and living roomin Parkland, Florida, the predictable arguments are raging in newsrooms, state houses and living roomin newsrooms, state houses and living rooms.

At best, religions can be doorways to undertake such a journey, but too often people treat religions as rooms that they must live in for their lives!

We are able to offer what Henri Nouwen calls «hospitality»: a space in our lives where other people can feel at home, where they are given room to be themselves.2

At the level of subordinate, mutable, material causes, then, there is plenty of room for the unintended, though always because there are already definite purposes in play; but from the vantage of the ultimate Cause, who knows and wills all that has being, motion, or life in any way, there is no such thing as chance.

Hanging up the phone, she stood in the living room, staring at her ceiling fan, and prayed.

A converted church in a corrupt civilization withdraws to its upper rooms, into monasteries and conventicles; it issues forth from these in the aggressive evangelism of apostles, monks and friars, circuit riders and missionaries; it relaxes its rigorism as it discerns signs of repentance and faith; it enters into inevitable alliance with converted emperors and governors, philosophers and artists, merchants and entrepreneurs, and begins to live at peace in the culture they produce under the stimulus of their faith; when faith loses its force, as generation follows generation, discipline is relaxed, repentance grows formal, corruption enters with idolatry, and the church, tied to the culture which it sponsored, suffers corruption with it.

My particular circumstances at the time — young, single, living in an urban environment, trying to hack out a living in the theatre — eerily paralleled (or so I fancied) L'Engle's early years in New York, when she worked as an actress, surreptitiously writing in dressing rooms and hotels rooms.

«I understand the church to be the people of God who follow Jesus into the world and so a gathering of the church occurs whenever and wherever believers gather, whether it is two or three around a dinner table, five or six in a living room, seven or eight at a coffee shop, or larger gatherings in some other building.»

Nothing until two o'clock, or three, or four, or, one year, even five, when the ravenous aunts had begun to snip at each other in hunger, and the starved uncles were arguing in the living room about how many terms Sigurd Anderson had been governor, and the children — past the wheedling stage, past the whining stage, past the stage of sitting on the kitchen floor and weeping for food — were crouched together on the sofa, dumb with misery.

A sparrow, its feathers so fluffed for warmth it looked like a fat monk in a robe and tonsure, peering out from the ice - cased lilac hedge while I sat at the living - room window, waiting for my parents to wake.

Religious conservatism is at its strongest right now in the living room of Princeton professor Robert P. George.

Perhaps the closest example of this in my life is Dan, who is an insatiable and avid learner and who has as one of his life's mottos, «always assume there's someone in the room who knows more about the topic at hand than you do.»

I've never had much luck sharing the Gospel with strangers, but I've shared it often around my kitchen table, in the Eucharist, at baby showers, in long summer nights on the back porch talking with friends, at coffee shops, at funeral homes, in living rooms, through tears, through music, through celebrations.

/ Bring others who lived in that home (siblings, other relatives, pets) into the room, one at a time, being sensitive to what happens between you and in your feelings.

They gave him room and board at their home, together with an opening into their business, so that he was able to make a living as a tentmaker during his stay in Corinth.

What I saw in the living room at the biker wedding can't compare with the power and beauty of the church when it is working the way Jesus intended.

Short - sighted and commonly using a gold monocle, but very fond of hunting and often able to give the coup de grace to some (fairly) wild beast held by the huntsmen, monocle in one hand, sword in the other, he used to get through business at a kind of morning levee in his private rooms, leaving the rest of the day free for the hunt, the banquet, family affairs, and all the glorious social life.

They at at home in the living rooms, with no TV, no books (except the Bible) and no magazines.

«Man, last Friday I visited friends who didn't have a large male chimpanzee in their living room like we do at home.