Sentences with phrase «in live horror»

Terror Tram: Scream 4 Your Life casts guests as victims in this living horror film and elevates the «Halloween Horror Nights» experience to astounding new levels of blood - curdling realism.

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This classic horror has to be seen at least once in your life.

One that, in this particular case, is sweet music to the ears to those, like me, who shudder in horror at the idea of one extra moment of cleaning in their lives.

Christianson adds that he's heard horror stories about kids hitting their parents up for money or asking them to guarantee their mortgages later in life.

We are all counting on future users to Google our company name and reach our desired pages — but choosing the wrong name will result in a life of horror, pain and blood (okay, maybe the results will be a little less dramatic, but you get the idea).

For years, I watched in horror as most of the most remarkable, honest, hard working, compassionate, productive, contributing & patriotic; people one could ever hope to know in life & have the privilege of calling friends; die a slow, agonizing, disfiguring & vastly premature death, amidst the muted joy & exaltation of conservative religious groups & individuals.

For Milosz this was not an insight arrived at late in life; the Treatise presents us with the mature version of what we already saw in the poetry he was writing during the darkest period of the Second World War: «Gentle verses written in the midst of horror declare themselves for life.»

and i know 10 people within a mile of the location, and i have 3 places to crash plus craigslist for a permanent place to live, and i'd be in 3 bands and 10 movies the second i set foot in nyc (i have a bunch of art - phag friends, i was six hours from being «gay nazi # 6» on some horror movie last time, that's the low caliber of fun, art for arts sake).

It is MORE about how I live my life as one who calls themself a Christian than what horror I am avoiding be trusting in Christ.

In between, we are given snapshots of a vanished America where religion and culture still played a vital role in public life, as well as odd and unexpected little tidbits: a craze for church bell towers in the 1920s; Cram's home life with his beloved wife, Bess, and their children; the messy business breakup with Goodhue; Cram's mildly embarrassing foray into the horror genre, Black Spirits and White; his strange proposal for an island to be raised ex nihilo in Boston's Charles River; the problems inherent when working with rich Swedenborgians; and a Japanese Christian university he designed on a mix of Oriental and Dutch Modernist themeIn between, we are given snapshots of a vanished America where religion and culture still played a vital role in public life, as well as odd and unexpected little tidbits: a craze for church bell towers in the 1920s; Cram's home life with his beloved wife, Bess, and their children; the messy business breakup with Goodhue; Cram's mildly embarrassing foray into the horror genre, Black Spirits and White; his strange proposal for an island to be raised ex nihilo in Boston's Charles River; the problems inherent when working with rich Swedenborgians; and a Japanese Christian university he designed on a mix of Oriental and Dutch Modernist themein public life, as well as odd and unexpected little tidbits: a craze for church bell towers in the 1920s; Cram's home life with his beloved wife, Bess, and their children; the messy business breakup with Goodhue; Cram's mildly embarrassing foray into the horror genre, Black Spirits and White; his strange proposal for an island to be raised ex nihilo in Boston's Charles River; the problems inherent when working with rich Swedenborgians; and a Japanese Christian university he designed on a mix of Oriental and Dutch Modernist themein the 1920s; Cram's home life with his beloved wife, Bess, and their children; the messy business breakup with Goodhue; Cram's mildly embarrassing foray into the horror genre, Black Spirits and White; his strange proposal for an island to be raised ex nihilo in Boston's Charles River; the problems inherent when working with rich Swedenborgians; and a Japanese Christian university he designed on a mix of Oriental and Dutch Modernist themein Boston's Charles River; the problems inherent when working with rich Swedenborgians; and a Japanese Christian university he designed on a mix of Oriental and Dutch Modernist themes.

As Christians watching horror, we are reminded through our belief in «Our Father» that, in the real world, God is present in our lives to «deliver us from evil.»

We live in a world with God, and horror films can remind us of this.

This social biography is the story of broken lives in terms of spirit, body, coqunity and history — the heritages of oppression and exploitation of the Yi dynasty rule, the destructive power of brutal colonialism, the horror of the atomic bomb.

As we teeter between denying God and praising God, between the horrors and delights of life, Paul's words «always and for everything give thanks» might seem to mock our utter sense of being caught in a dilemma.

Like the part about women - blaming and shaming combined with the pastor digging up offenses from the past, referencing an emotional distance he feels from us as we leave, citing his own pastoral involvement and authority in the decisions of our lives up to this point, threatening to talk to the pastor of the church we're visiting to share his «concerns,» and suggesting that I'm just a weak mess of emotions and that's why I can't handle the life - sucking horror that has become sundays at this church.

This is his glory, in an age which has exalted research above the encounters of life, and which has obscured God by the massive horrors of politics as well as by the petty sentimentalities of religion.

Rather he centers his attention on the manner in which the project residents, in the face of these horrors, nonetheless managed to make do, to «work with others, sometimes productively and at other times conflictually, to improve their living environment.»

Much of the damage that has been done to Catholicism in recent decades — by the abuse scandals, by the ongoing horror stories of mid-twentieth century Catholic life in Ireland, by forms of intellectual dissent that empty Catholicism of the patrimony of truth bequeathed to it by the Lord, by the counter-witness of Catholics in public life who fail to stand firm for the dignity of the human person at all stages of life and in all conditions of life — is a matter of self - imposed wounds, which Church authorities have an obligation to address.

As much as we despise the evil in the world and in our own lives, think of the horror of being in a fallen state, but without sin.

And, oh, when the hour - glass has run out, the hourglass of time, when the noise of worldliness is silenced, and the restless or the ineffectual busyness comes to an end, when everything is still about thee as it is in eternity — whether thou wast man or woman, rich or poor, dependent or independent, fortunate or unfortunate, whether thou didst bear the splendor of the crown in a lofty station, or didst bear only the labor and heat of the day in an inconspicuous lot; whether thy name shall be remembered as long as the world stands (and so was remembered as long as the world stood), or without a name thou didst cohere as nameless with the countless multitude; whether the glory which surrounded thee surpassed all human description, or the judgment passed upon thee was the most severe and dishonoring human judgement can pass — eternity asks of thee and of every individual among these million millions only one question, whether thou hast lived in despair or not, whether thou wast in despair in such a way that thou didst not know thou wast in despair, or in such a way that thou didst hiddenly carry this sickness in thine inward parts as thy gnawing secret, carry it under thy heart as the fruit of a sinful love, or in such a way that thou, a horror to others, didst rave in despair.

Yes, for all you Muslim lovers out there, for all you Islamists that would die for your religion, for all you weak lillly livered Muslims that flee your own country to live in ours and swear to its destruction, for all you hipocrites that claim to be in a religion of tolerance and peace but live by your actions of murder and unspeakable horrors, you Iranians, you Afghans, you Pakistanis, you Iragis, you misfits and abhorents of any god, this story of a simple Christian, who is now denied his life because of stupid and educaied cowards in Iran, cowards and murderers who covet children and lust hiding behind a demonic religion, let this man be your true martyr because you are not human and can not touch him.

Its historical roots are in the peculiarly Indian horror of reincarnation» misnamed the «wheel of life» but better called the «wheel of death»» from which the Buddha sought release.

At the very time we humans have been learning more about the ecology of all planetary life, we have been discovering to our horror how much we are now upsetting the delicate balances in the living systems of the ecosphere.

This is why many of us can gladly and gratefully participate in the life of the institution and at the same time feel horror at and express criticism of its imperfections, its errors, and its sin.

Hence admiration and wonder at the inexhaustible life forces of nature is as wholly lacking as the typically modern horror of blind nature against which spiritual, personal life rebels in vain.

It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you can talk to may one day be a creature which, if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare.

How many evils and horrors in our social and historical life can be accounted for simply as the result of attempts by powerful individuals to conquer or cover up their own private disgrace?

Beings who will one day vanish from the earth in that ultimate subtraction of sensuality called death, we spend so much of our lives courting it: fomenting wars, watching with sickening horror movies in which maniacs slice and dice their victims, or hurrying to our own deaths in fast cars, cigarette smoking, or suicide.

In some cases this means continuing the author's lead in A Sort of Life, which, for instance, presents the horrors of boarding school (on the other side of the «green baize door» from his family quarters) as a season in hell, replete with demonic adversaries among the student bodIn some cases this means continuing the author's lead in A Sort of Life, which, for instance, presents the horrors of boarding school (on the other side of the «green baize door» from his family quarters) as a season in hell, replete with demonic adversaries among the student bodin A Sort of Life, which, for instance, presents the horrors of boarding school (on the other side of the «green baize door» from his family quarters) as a season in hell, replete with demonic adversaries among the student bodin hell, replete with demonic adversaries among the student body.

If you've seen any of the trailers for John Krasinski's new horror film A Quiet Place (which he stars in and directed), then you know that the plot revolves around a family that must live in silence to avoid detection from some sort of evil force.

... God put selfishness in its place when He lived as a man, was sentanced to death as a man, was beated ruthlessly by horror loving men as a man, all to make sure that they put Him on the cross, as a man, by which He died there as a man.

More scrupulous writers also portray the debate as a «humiliating experience» (George Sayer), a turning point in his life that Lewis recalled «with real horror» (Derek Brewer).

One mother quoted, in effect, Margaretha Ribble's statement that «the parents who shrink in horror from the «animal» side of life make it impossible for the child to develop the very qualities of intelligence and spirituality that they think they stand for.»

What may be health in the soul is a horror show in political life.

But to avoid the horrors of environmental catastrophe, we must make radical changes in our way of living, and we do not yet even have a clear idea of what those changes should be.

Rather it seems to be the case that one worships the divine in such form as it has emerged impressively and effectively in one's own life, whether it be as helper, as bringer of luck, as protector and savior, or as a power spreading horror and awakening fear.

i was a devout believer once... i have read the bible many times from an unbiased point of view — the issues came when i asked questions and people kept sayin you HAVE TO TAKE IT ON FAITH... if faith is all thats needed, why the book, why the 10 commanments????? i have seen horrors in life, and in my lifetime — stuff that if god existed then i find him no more worth worshiping then the pipe that helps me sleep at night.

Basically, as a Christian you believe that your afterlife will be wonderful and living in a place free of all the horrors and oppression of the world.

«Life here stopped in horror,» says Pastor Zulfikar, as he is widely known in the community, of the moment that the news of Bhatti's murder had arrived.

So if this person is just using «starvation» and «death» as metaphors, and they aren't actually experiencing the horrors of starving or dying like the kids in Somalia, then its pretty selfish to describe their life as if they were being punished.

The idea of God as a loving heavenly Father, who marks the fall of every sparrow, appears to break down in the complex stresses, disasters, inhumanities and horrors of modern life.

Mr O'Connell and CCA chief executive Alison Watkins are confident that the $ 10 million launch of Coke Life on April 7 will restore volume and sales growth to the entire Coca - Cola brand, improving CCA's fortunes after a horror year last in 2014, when sales fell 2 per cent and net profit by 25 per cent to the lowest level for eight years.

I was sick for 10 years before they figured out what it was and I sympathize with the horror of it all and with the dissonance between «living and promoting a super healthy lifestyle» and «then suddenly being pretty damn sick» when you're only in your 20s.

He has endured a horror start to life in the Premier League, however, and failed to score in any of his opening 11 games for the club.

Baseball's eternal symbol of promise and horror, the embodiment of the hope and ugliness inherent in every sport and, by extension, life, with what you thought was a rising sun in the background before you discovered it was setting?

I still remember when I heard about it — first thing in the morning, like most people on the East Coast who had gone to bed before the late night attack — and thinking of all the movies I've watched in the theater in my life without incident, imagining what that level of horror must have been like for the victims.

As the horror of Aurora movie theater shooting enter living rooms, families seek inspiration in news of good deeds.

If you live in a place that gets really cold in the winter, you've probably heard the horror in some people's voices when you say your child doesn't wear a winter coat in the car seat.

2016 has been a tough year, but I did not realize it was because we were actually living in a broadcast season of American Horror Story until news came out that a group of creepy clowns has been trying to lure children into the woods near an apartment complex in South Carolina.

The screams of my baby were something I had never experienced before and, over time, they eventually became the screams of me, the screams inside my head, as I held my wailing baby; the screams exploding from me as my husband held our baby and watched in horror as I clung to the dining room table leg for dear life.