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.
Almighty God, to you all
hearts are open, all desires known and from you no
secrets are hid: cleanse the
thoughts of our
hearts by the inspiration
of your Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love you and worthily magnify your holy name, through Christ our Lord, Amen.
I still kept a round
of duties, and would not suffer myself to run into any open vices, and so got along very well in time
of health and prosperity, but when I was distressed or threatened by sickness, death, or heavy storms
of thunder, my religion would not do, and I found there was something wanting, and would begin to repent my going so much to frolics, but when the distress was over, the devil and my own wicked
heart, with the solicitations
of my associates, and my fondness for young company, were such strong allurements, I would again give way, and thus I got to be very wild and rude, at the same time kept up my rounds
of secret prayer and reading; but God, not willing I should destroy myself, still followed me with his calls, and moved with such power upon my conscience, that I could not satisfy myself with my diversions, and in the midst
of my mirth sometimes would have such a sense
of my lost and undone condition, that I would wish myself from the company, and after it was over, when I went home, would make many promises that I would attend no more on these frolics, and would beg forgiveness for hours and hours; but when I came to have the temptation again, I would give way: no sooner would I hear the music and drink a glass
of wine, but I would find my mind elevated and soon proceed to any sort
of merriment or diversion, that I
thought was not debauched or openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt as guilty as ever, and could sometimes not close my eyes for some hours after I had gone to my bed.
«For when Gentiles [nonbelievers] who do not have the Law do instinctively the things
of the Law, these, not having the Law, are a law to themselves, in that they show the work
of the Law written on their
hearts, their conscience bearing witness and their
thoughts alternately accusing or else defending them, on the day when, according to my gospel, God will judge the
secrets of men through Christ Jesus.»
The Son in his human knowledge also showed the divine penetration he had into the
secret thoughts of human
hearts (Mk 2, 8; Jn 2, 25; 6, 61)-LSB-... thus] by its union to the divine wisdom in the person
of the Word incarnate, Christ enjoyed in his human knowledge the fullness
of understanding
of the eternal plans he had come to reveal.
In my
secret heart of hearts was a dream that I did not
think I could even dare to close my eyes to
think of.
I
think the
secret sauce
of The Room is that Tommy put his
heart and soul into it, and whether they recognize it or not, people feel that.»
Nina S. Rees, former head
of the U.S. Department
of Education's Office
of Innovation and Improvement, says it's no
secret that other issues are
of greater concern to Spellings: «I really
think her
heart is in the testing and accountability realm and I don't
think that has changed.»
They seem to hold the
secrets to her messy upbringing, and as she and her brother follow these clues to uncover the mystery
of their past, she begins to open her
heart to her difficult, brittle mother and the father she
thought she knew.