They're the muffins I didn't make last week when
life felt messy.
Not exact matches
David, I really appreciate this post, particularly that you highlight that not only gay people are those who
feel like the church puts them into a bind of not
living into who they fully are or are pushed to the perimeter if they
live with the integrity that says sometimes the Christian
life is brutally hard and
life in general can be
messy.
Its ritual absolutes and rules look legalistic, rubric - mad today: but they spoke with a sure confidence of the sacramentality of
life, the rootedness of the sacred not in pious
feelings of «spirituality,» not in our heads or even exclusively our hearts, but in the gritty and
messy realities of
life, birth, death, water and stone and fire, bread and wine.»
If only the individual can be converted, it is said, he will make his Christian witness
felt in his vocational
life, eliminating any necessity for the church to become directly involved in the
messy issues that plague society.
I do
feel that I would rather
live with a perpetual
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When
life is
messy, it can
feel rather overwhelming, but keeping the focus that the process has yet to be completed always helps my perspective!!!
Relationships can get extremely
messy when there's
feelings involved and you've got your whole
life to be worry about serious stuff!
Of course, when you're dealing with emotional triggers such as dating after a
messy divorce or co-parenting with someone whose ex is still part of their
lives, it's not always so simple: hurt
feelings can block the path to peace.
Despite the occasional cliché, this film mostly
feels as
messy as
life, and as movingly complicated.
I
felt as though I was watching the slow decline of Kate's character — Her bike is stolen, relationships didn't work out for her, she was downsizing to a smaller apartment, she was
messy and sloppy in her
living conditions and relationships (she didn't rush her friend to the hospital when he hurt himself helping her move), she was about to lose her best friend to marriage (where she would have no place), she was starting to sleep around with the guys at work, her job was going nowhere, she was shallow, and if she continued to drink at the same rate she'd most likely incur health problems, lose her job and wind up
living under a freeway overpass.
The battle scenes
feel as if they are a part of real
life, with pounding mortar shells and
messy body parts.
If the movie never quite masters the
feel of
messy, grown - up
life, it at least makes a few promising salvos in that direction...
Her long hours have led to a broken engagement and, suddenly single at thirty - four, she
feels her
messy life crumbling around her.
I would
feel a special connection to Jeanette Winterson's recent memoir of adoption if only because of its eulogy for a time of communal experience («the loss of vivid
life on the streets; the gossip, the encounters, the heaving
messy noisy day that made room for everyone, money or not»), non-global culture («when the first supermarket opened in Accrington nobody went because the prices might be low — but they were set»), and the idea that reading is right for anyone interested in grace and self - betterment rather than an elitist privilege.
Some of Johanson's words and compositions
feel like heirlooms from a long and ragtag coastal tradition of poets, artists, and musicians: Wallace Berman's mystical photocopies and seminal Semina culture; the poem - paintings of Kenneth Patchen; the beaming peacenik posters of Sister Corita Kent; the blurring between art and
life embodied by Allan Kaprow (the subject of a 2008 MOCA retrospective); all filtered through the dirty socks of punk and the wondrous
messy freedom that tumbled out of that.
«
Life at times
feels messy and overwhelming.
It is too «
messy,» say others who
feel uncomfortable inquiring about the most personal details of their clients»
lives.
«
Life can be
messy, some seasons deplete us of all that we have, and it can
feel impossible to navigate it all, at times.
When couples
feel that they have a way of talking about their needs, and a process for discussing their
lives, then we can account for all of those
messy, unpleasant fantasies and expectations that vex us.
Although you may discover that your
feelings vary and fluctuate widely across a spectrum and your emotional
life may seem «
messier», the payoff is well worth it.
The world can be a
messy and chaotic place, and
life can be stressful and hectic, so I think home should be a haven, a place that
feels safe and warm and inviting.