To provide your point, have
him listen to his heart again after he dances and take note of how much faster it's beating (which means it's working harder).
Ever since the failure of his first marriage, he promised never to
listen to his heart again.
Not exact matches
Holiness for me was found in the mess and labour of giving birth, in birthday parties and community pools, in the battling sweetness of breastfeeding, in the repetition of cleaning, in the step of faith it took
to go back
to church
again, in the hours of chatting that have
to precede the real
heart -
to -
heart talks, in the yelling at my kids sometimes, in the crying in restaurants with broken hearted friends, in the uncomfortable silences at our bible study when we're all weighing whether or not
to say what we really think, in the arguments inherent
to staying in love with each other, in the unwelcome number on the scale, in the sounding out of vowels during bedtime book reading, in the dust and stink and heat of a tent city in Port au Prince, in the beauty of a soccer game in the Haitian dust, in the
listening to someone else's story, in the telling of my own brokenness, in the repentance, in the secret telling and the secret keeping, in the suffering and the mourning, in the late nights tending sick babies, in confronting fears, in the all of a life.
Listening to her story, my
heart broke
again.
and also if i have and your answer is yes then if there is a way
to get the holy spirit back then please tell me and also please pray for me for a few days and i also want
to know that really is the unforgivable sin unforgivable and really i swear on my mother that i don't want
to go
to hell forever and i am very scared of it please help me urgent and also i am sending a friend request
to you on facebook and please accept it so that we can talk on this matter together and also i think you will like my page and i couldn't sleep properly because of this and in my half sleep in my dreams i was just visiting your website and finding my comment missing and i as pleasing god and the holy spirit but as i was receiving my spirit
again and
again as i mentioned this in my previous comment i was abusing in my mind i couldn't stop abusing and i have a very good mother she tried
to wake me but i told her not
to do and it was happening same things
again and
again and i told my mother
again the half truth because i don't want
to break her
heart and she told me that there is nothing like ghosts and they are making me fools (you all) and i am telling you honestly before this i irritate my mother a lot i just watch tv and surf the internet or play games in my pc and i eat and brush late and also don't
listen to my parents but after i saw your website i became obedient for a few days and
again the same i am disobedient your webpage or article ruined my life but this is not your fault and now days i am buy searching about this topic and my father (Vivek Saraf) broke his hands on the 6th May while riding at a very high speed he normally don't go at a very high speed but he had a very important work so whole he was riding a dog was running on the way and
to save his life he gave a very hard brake and he with his nebiour fall down and got injuries in his legs and broke his hands and at first he walked with difficulty and then the local people helped him on his way and took him
to the local hospital but the doctor told that we need
to go
to Kollkata (the capital of west bengal, India) and so he went with his loyal staff because he is a business man and in the hospital he got cured but he still have the fracture in his hands so i request you
to pray for him and his negibour also and i will tell you the rest in facebook bye and sorry for spelling mistakes in my previous comments.
not just a genuis but a leader... As for Mr Pulis, I had tears in my eyes
listening to his
heart breaking story about poor Ryan going home with Mummykins... except I hadn't because
again we witnessed the product of the «kick Arsenal» media campaign..
It still hurts my
heart when I remember
listening to my first baby boy crying in his bed when all he wanted was
to be close
to me... I wish I could go back and just bring him
to my bed and cuddle him I will never ignore my instincts
again.
Again I know the first few months and years are the most trying but
listen to your
heart,
listen to your baby and everything will fall into place
Purely in the interests of objectivity perhaps he ought
to listen to «Irish Blood, English
Heart» in which Morrissey sings - «I've been dreaming of a time when the English are sick
to death of Labour and Tories»... Quoting Morrissey
again, at some stage in the first half of 2010 for Alex it will surely be a case of «Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now».
When an executive MBA didn't feel right, she
again chose
to listen to her
heart.
I don't have the words
to make you feel better, but I do have the arms
to give you a hug, ears
to listen to what ever you want
to talk about, and I have a
heart; a
heart that's aching
to see you smile
again.
The physician lifted his head and asked everyone
to be silent, and after
listening again, he arose with a grave face and announced, «His
heart beats, but only faintly.»
Rely on your brain but let your
heart have a say as well, and
again, really
LISTEN TO YOUR DOGS.