Sentences with phrase «love at the story»

In the end, it's no surprise that the great love at the story's center fights to survive, given all that's going on around it.

Not exact matches

It's a great story to read along to at any age, but I particularly loved seeing a group of friends in a vulnerable time in life (and a hyper - vulnerable station in life) come together and show each other the loyalty they couldn't get anywhere else.

«We loved that David and Goliath story, where Craig was taking on these major incumbents and was going to disrupt them,» says Peter Falt, director of creative consulting at DesignWorks.

He stops at each car, because they all have a story, and that's part of what he loves about cars.

I have found that readers love statistics, counterintuitive results, and real - life stories, so I try hard to ensure that I get at least two out of three of these items in all of my content, whether it's a book, a magazine article, or an online column or blog post.

And while in this aspirational world they love being up at the crack of dawn to bake cupcakes seven days a week (if you believe the glorified story that they're always hands - on like that), the reality is that they are up at the crack of dawn, seven days a week.

Now the 89 - year - old, the Academy's second oldest nominee (eight days younger than Faces Places director Agnès Varda), seems to have a clear shot at his first win for his gentle and poignant treatment of André Aciman's love story Call Me by Your Name.

«I would love if we had 3 percent growth for two years, let alone seven years, but we have an aging population and there is no plausible story I can tell where we're on a path toward sustained economic growth at that level.»

The guys wearing suits at all the «banks» love a good bedtime story.

Everyone loves a turnaround story, and corporate America can turn to T - Mobile US Inc (NASDAQ: TMUS) for a perfect example, at least according to Joseph Bonner of Argus Research, as the company evolved from a «turnaround story to an industry powerhouse.»

For them, at last, there would be some kind of future; some older faces to apply to their unfolding lives, some language in which their identity could be properly discussed, some rubric by which it could be explained - not in terms of sex, or sexual practices, or bars, or subterranean activity, but in terms of their future life stories, their potential loves, their eventual chance at some kind of constructive happiness.»

Interestingly, the Times story does not mention the North American Man - Boy Love Association (NAMBLA), an organization that has the merit of being utterly straightforward on a subject about which the Times, at least at this point in its political evolution, feels compelled to be somewhat coy.

Titled «Love Among the Ruins,» the story is painful and beautiful at the same time.

But I also want to say, if you had been here (I'm in Birmingham) and read some of the stories of people's kids being killed by this storm (so many had lost power already by earlier storms and had no idea F4 and F5 tornodoes were about to hit, and their kids were at friends» houses... and then those friends» houses were totally destroyed, and several parents lost all of their kids - I also know of several people who lost their wives AND all of their kids because they were at work while their family was at home)... anyways, if you could read some of these stories, who are you guys to tell them that their loved ones are not going off to a better place?

In the attempt to keep their children «innocent» and «free,» parents tell their children a different type of fairy tale, a modern American story: everyone loves you because you're special, you are good at everything you try, and if you work hard enough and be a good little boy or girl, you'll be successful.

At its center, Habibi is a love story, but the trope transcends sexual attraction.

The relationship between Russia and the West at this time could be compared to a love story.

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.

Even if there are elements of the story that we might grimace at, it still reflects the human heart for grace, love, acceptance, forgiveness, and being made new.

We finally decided that it would be most loving and protective of certain family members who are ashamed of this part of our story to remain anonymous at this point.

If Doug is so loving and transcending and wants only goodness to flow as he posted here 450 posts ago, than he should start with clearing of his good buddy Steve Knight's name because right now the story goes that he scrubbed it at Doug's directive.

If Jesus embodies God's dreams for the world, then citizens of the Kingdom start by imitating him — by eating with the people he ate with, by telling the sort of stories he told, by healing and forgiving, by serving and praying, by resisting the temptations of power and money and violence, by breaking down religious barriers, by loving enemies, by showing humility and grace, by overturning some tables and dining at others, by being obedient to the point of death.

Officials have ordered services to halt at the 1,000 - member Xiaying Holy Love megachurch, and demolition work has reportedly already begun after the church refused to tear down the large cross atop its 10 - story building.

Among the most moving of his stories is his account of dancing at a wedding with a lovely female friend and simply having no awareness of her «sexual value,» the very apt term employed by Blessed John Paul II in his early work Love and Responsibility.

The dog story is sweet — not really about religion at all, but a good reminder of the love in animals other than humans.

I think it would be a powerful story - especially as the generation that lived through this is dwindeling, I feel it imprtnat to keep these stories alive so we shall never truly forget!!!!!! If anyone knows how I can further this story i would love to hear from you at [email protected].

And, at the same time, to be fair, what you may perceive as a «Love Story by God» and take it «literally» others perceive it at best, a book of fiction, with some good words of wisdom now and then, to at worst, a book of an insane deity who demands obedience, among other ridiculous things, and... sent «himself» to die for «us» as we are «broken» and «flawed» / sinful» creations, and by sending his - self... if... we just «believe» we go to eternal paradise with him.

- The variety of people who shared memories of Uncle Gary at the funeral — a student, a racquetball companion, a son - in - law, a friend, a colleague, my sister, and a handicapped kid whose stories we could barely make out on account of his disability but who clearly had a special connection to this man who treated everyone with equal respect and love

Or you can sit her down and tell her the «Never - Ending Story» about the prince who does not give up (not factual at all but truthful about love).

That kind of blows apart the old «sheep and shepherd» story that most Christians believe without question and which most pastors love to toss out at their «stupid sheep» languishing in the pews.

When I used to attend (evangelical christian) church there was always a vocal strain of folks who wanted to think they were persecuted, they told made - up stories about christians being persecuted in various parts of the world (at the time a lot of them were set in the U.S.S.R.)... it was so obvious that they LOVED thinking of themselves as some small group of martyrs, that they NEEDED to imagine themselves to be a persecuted minority... holding on to some secret truth that the rest of the world had turned its back on.

At this point Nathan, the trusted prophet, appears on the scene and tells David a story about two men, one a poor man who loves a special ewe — it ate with the man's children and was «unto him as a daughter» — and the other a rich man with many flocks and herds.

The individual stories still speak at points with qualities of expression characteristic of their origin and background in ancient folklore, when the stories were primarily motivated by etiology of one sort or another, or by the love, simply, of a good story, or by the desire to entertain and to be entertained.

These and scores of similar stories ought to make us cringe at the ease with which Bible - based diet books (and the writers of them) are fodder for highbrow derision, as when B. Laurence Moore in Selling God cattily dismisses them as «merchandise in questionable taste» and lumps them indifferently with «love - making manuals» and «the Christian equivalent of Harlequin romances.»

This campaign was won by slogans: «Make gra (Irish «love») the law,» «Discrimination damages lives,» etc., and the stories mentioned at the beginning of this article were strong appeals to emotion based on the desires of one's gay son / daughter / brother / sister / cousin / connection for normalization and acceptance.

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At the end, I told her that Jesus loves her just like he loves the little children in the story.

I suggest you stay away from stories that praise God and God - loving people because your contribution is minimal at best.

At the same time, the film harks back to Disney's first - ever fairy - tale feature, 1937's Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, with its story of a princess in disguise living hidden in a forest; a villainess with access to supernatural powers; a supporting cast of lovable eccentrics; frolicking animal friends; and a handsome prince who awakens the heroine from a deathlike sleep with love's first kiss.

The 60s / 70s Rock story of love - song is that the songster play with formula increasingly fades into the background, behind evocations of love's intensity, evocations genuinely — if at times rather studiously — adult, but still, or even more so, prone to an Agathon - like idolatry of love, sex, and youth.

(CNN)-- The books and movies of the Twilight Saga have launched a firestorm of debate as to whether the vampire - human love story represents eternal love at its finest or glorifies misogynistic and abusive relationships.

But at another level, the story hints at a possibility in love somewhat brighter than the actual human (particularly the parental) experience of it.

The story also suggests, at this second level, a remarkable progression in love beyond the usual limits of philanthropy.

I love that story for many reasons — because of its innocence, because that was the start of everything for us, because it's so unlikely and overlooked and yet Jesus will meet with us even at the record player for a reconciliation.

Was God's love and kindness at work in this story of course it was.

If Only... A Love Story is a new play by Thomas Klingenstein, now playing at the Cherry Lane Theatre in Greenwich Village.

The soprano Teresa Stratas, who was at the conservatory with Vickers and knew them both well, characterized their relationship as «one of the great love stories of our time.»

A quick overview of the story of God makes it clear that the margins are at the center of his love and concern.

At night, I picture God, in his love without condition, standing over us while we sleep, clutching his heart over how beautiful we are, longing for more and better for us, knowing us better than we know ourselves, seeing a bigger picture, longing for a deeper relationship and loving us so much that it takes over the entire story.

Gerrish, if I understand him right, would even in that extreme case be willing to say, «But look at how the gospel story of the Jesus who taught love has transformed your life and the lives of Christians down the centuries.