Not exact matches
If you follow Taylor Swift on social media, you'll see her and all her glamorous
friends singing «Blank Space» in front
of 60,000 people.
After the meeting, which took place only two weeks ago, Trump
sung the praises
of Erdogan and indicated that the two were becoming «
friends».
So our
friends the Brothers Judd added to their excerpt
of my post below the YouTube link to the Blind Boys
of Alabama
singing «Go Tell It on the Mountain.»
So when front man Jason Lytle
sings «might as well give up, old
friends,» on the album highlight «Rear View Mirror,» you can only sympathize with the timid high - pitched admission
of defeat.
Conservatives — beginning our
friend Ross Douthat — are starting to both the
sing the praises and feel the pain
of our SPEAKER.
So, by your reasoning, if «People put so much importance on words» (implying that they don't matter and we shouldn't take thought
of how we use them) then I ought to be able to
sing along with the lyrics from pac's «hit»em up» with my black
friends, curse in a kindergarten class as well as a corporate meeting for my boss... what impression would a client have
of my boss if I were cussing in a professional meeting or at a charity event... it doesn't add up, it's a cop - out rebuttal... trying to find loopholes or applying «human reasoning» like» ll take a swearing guy who's helpful» doesn't change Jesus or scripture it's just setting up a what - if scenario and trying to allow that to in some way justify your stance when again, that doesn't change The Holy Spirit or His heart in those who have been born again... the verses (inspired by His own Spirit) speak for themselves.
I especially appreciate Carl reminding us
of the fine book by our
friend Philippe Beneton (a very melodious name,
sing it to the tune
of «Felice Navidad») that Ralph expertly....
If someone divorces they get all
of their
friends to
sing (under oath) a lie (absolute lie) that the other spouse did not want children.
In the company
of his
friend Eberhard Bethge, who came from Berlin for a long visit, he
sang and made music.
has come to be the standard response from anyone challenged for the practice
of telling
friends that they look terrible, exhibit bad taste, give boring parties, or
sing off - key.
The likelihood
of bringing about a higher good, i.e., eudemonia, by rudely expressing one's concern for others» health, voicing unflattering criticism, and forcing confrontational consideration
of moral issues is small (and, in some cases, such as the
friend who
sings off - key, nil).
Twenty - two
of us packed into the apartment, and when one
friend suggested that we
sing «Silent Night» a cappella, the air rang with the love
of Christ.
I stood in the dark, hugged a few
friends, snapped blurry pictures with my iPod because I'd forgotten my camera,
sang along «doo - doot - doo - doo - doo - doo - doo it's Christmas» and became the full sense
of sight, drinking the sight
of them standing on the risers right into my frazzled soul.
«And [they] spoke
of your daughter and her
friend, and said they were
singing gospel songs.
As she continues to read, we hear about Paul's incarceration and persecution, about how Jesus is «the image
of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation,» about watching out for all those false teachings that circulated through the trade routes, about how we ought to stop judging each other over differences
of opinion regarding religious festivals and food (I blush a little at this point and resolved to make peace with some rather opinionated
friends before the next sacred meal), about how we should clothe ourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience, and love, about how we must forgive one another, about how the things that once separated Jew from Greek and slave from free are broken down at the foot
of the cross, about how we should
sing more hymns.
The song combines food puns («Rise up Fruit Loop lovers,
sing out Sweet and Low») with funeral iconography («With spoons held high, we bid our brother Cheerio») to strike a nice, healthy, balanced tone
of swashbuckling humor and oh - by - the - way - our -
friend - is - dead - forever morbidity.
If one thinks
of God only as the Father - Creator, he can be a long way off; if one thinks
of God only as the Father - Creator revealed in Christ, the Historic Character, he can be a long way back; but when one perceives God as the Father - Creator, revealed in the Historic Character, and now become the Divine Spirit in us, our unseen
Friend and abiding Companion, that is an experience to
sing about.
This past New Year's Eve our
friend was invited to a party which gave her the first chance in years to see some
of the people with whom she had worked and played and
sung.
They also planned and conducted a series
of visits in which they and their new
friends acted out skits,
sang, grieved and rejoiced together.
And as the chorus underlines, there are a lot
of these
friends of his pairing off: «Joyce and Terry, Paul and Molly, Liz and Bryan,» and on and on with five more couples listed,
sung in a
sing - song but rote manner.
«With all due respect, but particularly to our Caucasian brethren, they hide in their buildings, throw their hands in the air
singing «I am a
friend of God... I am a child
of God» when it's time to speak up for Christianity and to stand for truth and oppose error and demonic entities that have been poured on the young and old,» he said.
But there are teachers who aren't afraid to say «I love you» to their students and
friends who say «good job» when you mess up on your part and parents who love the best they can and principals who
sing solos and somewhere there is a new crop
of parents with bewildered babies in the public pool, bouncing up and down in the water, and in that moment at least every one is
singing.
I was thinking
of my
friend, the Rev. Dr. Bill McSwegin, who died and was buried last week, as the congregation
sang a hymn that contained the lyrics, «he spoke the ancient....
But after years
of insisting that people who come to church should have their own needs met, founder Bill Hybels
sings a bit
of a different tune, learned from
friends like U2's Bono: Christians should serve the needs
of people outside the church.
I was thinking
of my
friend, the Rev. Dr. Bill McSwegin, who died and was buried last week, as the congregation
sang a hymn that contained the lyrics, «he spoke the ancient words.»
They memorize it, Ahava said, to
sing it as a song
of praise to the women in their lives — their wives, daughters, sisters, mothers, and
friends.
Amid the man - made lakes and majestic pines my
friends and I
sang songs, played games and swapped secrets, rollicking in our freedom from the pressures
of home and school.
A
friend of Mr Bockarie's posted a screenshot
of the initial request, alongside a picture
of Stormzy
singing on a stage.
However, a musicologist
friend insists that
singing nursery rhymes is essential to develop children's cognitive skills because
of the precise pattern
of words and music.
Yvonne Staples was not as interested in
singing as the rest
of her family but she stepped in when her brother Pervis left for military service, said family
friend Bill Carpenter, who is author
of Uncloudy Day: The Gospel Music Encyclopedia.
I loved the songs we
sang loud and I loved the sight
of the tinies standing on risers, flinging their arms around with the action songs, beside their
friends, I loved my baby in my arms, and I loved us all in some supernatural thing
of wholeness and connection.
The one thing needful is to enjoy the visitor, whether the visitor be in the form
of a
friend, a stranger, a sunset, a tall tree or a bird
singing by its nest.
So I laughed off the lyrics my
friends sang so passionately, trying to stay focused on the «real» Gospel
of sharing God's love with others.
Some
of my
friends enjoy chanting in Buddhist temples and some temples even
sing.
The nativity story was read aloud by my
friend with carols
sung at the appropriate places, and all went like clockwork until it came time for the arrival
of the angels
of the heavenly host as represented by the children
of the congregation, who were robed in white and scattered throughout the pews with their parents.
Do you have fond childhood memories
of going off to summer camp,
singing songs around the campfire, swimming in the summer sun, making new
friends, and getting away from it all?
The angels started
singing, I started crying tears
of joy, and called all
of my
friends to share the good news.
I HAVE: lived, laughed, loved, lost, learned, lied, told the truth, danced and
sang out loud (when no one was looking), traveled, been recluse, acted outgoing, been shy, become a wife, known hatred and resentment, been scared, been divorced, been careless and selfish, found myself, existed, shown selflessness and compassion, been content, found my soul mate, learned true love, lived my life, mourned, found and kept true
friends (let the others go bye bye), felt beautiful, felt truly and self - consciously fat, doubted and believed in myself, learned to be content again, felt proud
of myself, been ambitious and lazy, and become a mother
of the daughter I've dreamed
of since I was young.
Me and my new
friends that I met on my last Family Tours
of the summer promised we will be shouting and
singing as loud as we can to help bring home 3 points.
Some
of my
friends brought a drum to the game and we all cheered and
sung along.
Matilde Mourinho and 21 - year - old
singing sensation Niall are said to be close
friends, but the inevitable talk
of romance is in full swing, after the pair were spotted sharing a taxi on Sunday night.
A
friend of mine told me that whenever she has paralyzing mom anxiety, she
sings.
It was discovered by her
friend in the wellness section
of the grocery store, and they both were
singing its praises.
But towards the end
of the video she sort
of frowned at herself, dissatisfied with her private karaoke moment, the utter joy at
singing along with her jam forgotten as she maybe caught a glimpse
of something she disliked about her face, maybe the hair she always begs me to straighten because her
friends and Barbie don't have hair like her.
Whether you are
singing out
of tune, falling in love, or breastfeeding your baby, you can get by with a little help from your
friends!
• Thoughtfully planned activities that encourage your child's curiosity and exploration •
Singing and dancing that will make your child laugh and smile and nurture positive connections • Sharing a snack and story time with
friends (saying a bracha together) • Theme activities and discussions to make parenting easier • Time to share magical moments and become part
of a caring family community
It wasn't long before my son was counting numbers with Bob the Train, or before he could recognize all
of the Thomas and
Friends characters, or
sing along with Hattie the Hamster.
Solution: While you can't make your child believe that back - to - school has the same perks as summer, you can make the start
of school enticing by reminding him
of all the things that back - to - school time offers, such as seeing his
friends again, doing fun activities in school, getting to go on school trips, and doing other activities he loves to do in school (fun games in gym class or recess, making arts and crafts,
singing or dancing or playing musical instruments, and more).
I want absolutely everything organized and clean to the point where I am a little OCD about it, I like watching The Bachelor / The Bachelorette on Mondays, I prefer straight tequila over wine, I have a Beagle and a Chihuahua even though I don't even like either one
of those breeds, I like Justin Timberlake, Michael Buble and Lyle Lovett, I have at least 20 bottles
of shampoo and conditioner in my bathroom at any one time, Audrey Hepburn is my idol, I have an unhealthy addiction to Target and Zulily,
Singing In The Rain is my favorite movie, Purple is my favorite color, my best
friend and I have been
friends for 20 years now, I haven't gotten my driver's license yet out
of sheer laziness, my favorite desert is key lime pie and cheesecake, I hide chocolate all over my house for when PMS strikes, I have asthma that I've been hospitalized for 3 times, I used to play guitar, piano and conga drums, (I think) I'm a good photographer, I use to dance professionally (ballet) for 15 years, I love Mexican food and I'm Italian.
Don't try to
sing along to the songs your kid is listening, especially in the presence
of his
friends.