Sentences with phrase «see our loved ones near»

The loss of humidity means the holidays are right around the corner, and many of us will be traveling to see our loved ones near and far.

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The writer of the letter to the Hebrews tells us in chapter 10: «Let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.»

As we make our way through the Book of Hebrews with its glittering and sometimes confusing images of sacrifices and great high priests and its extended metaphor of Jesus as that priest who makes all other priests unnecessary, the following verses come to us with a remarkable clarity and freshness: «Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful; and let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.»

Is it not possible with the eyes of faith to see in every Christmas tree, in every wreath, in every exchange of gifts, in every instance of generosity to the needy, in every family reunion of loved ones from far and near» to see in every Christmas celebration, even of those who do not acknowledge him, remote outposts of his blessings that flow as far as the curse is found?

For more information about the dying process, see: 10 Signs Death Is Near - What to expect and how to respond to the natural dying process; The Passing: What to Expect When Witnessing a Loved One's Death.

Check out your local Chanel boutique to see what's available near you if you love this shoes style as much as I do... or try out this very similar version for one - tenth of the price.

I did buy my hubby a pair of Tiffany cufflinks for our wedding — I fell in love with them the moment I saw them on the website, and bought one of the only pairs the store near me had in stock (I got REALLY lucky, as they had JUST come out).

I love the charts... I have one of the harbors near our town, which is framed & hanging in my hallway... it looks fabulous... it's fun when you can have one that actually relates to where you live or have visited & loved, it brings a smile whenever you see it!

Shy singles can search for shy people, party goers searching for a fling or a casual date can also search for a similar mate, those who live in isolated regions can be assured that there are dating sites catering for rural singles and will hook you up with someone in a near by town that you never even knew existing, so your friends are married and there is no hope for them to fix you up with their single friends like the good old days when you were younger - there are plenty online in your exact situation and would love to meet you, no excuses if your feeling lazy and cant be bothered getting dressed up just go online and visit a singles chat room, you don't even need to have a shower and get changed no - one will see you all they will see is your profile which includes a great picture for them to see anyway, its no problem if there seems to be a lack of available singles in your local suburb, simply move onto the next closest suburb when pursuing your relentless search for romance.

I had a one year old Rhodesian Ridgeback, and an four year old samoyed, when I brought my eight week old kitten home, Tony, Tony was a little scared by my samoyed because she came rushing in, to see me and didn't pay him any attention, when I brought my rhodesian ridgeback in, she was very interested with tony and kept an eye on him but didn't go near him, then within the week all of them where getting along find, Miska my samoyed liked sleeping and didn't want to play and stayed to herself, But Jess my ridgeback loved Tony, and Tony loved Jess, Tony and Jess use to play all day and everyday, Tony use to play with jessies tail and jess would play back, of course jess was being gentle and never hurt tony..

It stems from the negative reviews and opinions of individuals who misunderstand the genuinely loving and friendly dogs, those who have never owned one or have never even been near one and who fear what might happen when they see one.

Among those looking for homes today were six - month - old Heather, a Russian Blue kitten who was left in a cardboard box near a dumpster until a Good Samaritan saw the box moving and alerted a nearby animal hospital; Lucas, a one - year - old cat found as a stray, who loves people so much that he often gives them hugs; and Marlon Brando, a shy — at first — and very gentle one - year - old Lab.

I would love to see one in the near future, but with optional touch touch support.

- Goldie loves apples, and you can give her some of the ones you've collection - you can check details about the animals» request by talking to them, and clicking on the «Rewards» icons - this shows you what kind of rewards you will get for completing the request (100 bells and 2 units of cottons in that case)- you'll also see the area you're likely to find the items you need - by walking near an animal you took a request from, you can see all the items you need to bring, and how many you have - Goldie wants even more fruit, and when you get it, she offers for you to eat them with her - the reward for that request is 300 bells, 2 units of cotton, and 2 bonus units of cotton - after this you return to the campsite, and Isabelle is done with her prep work - Reese and Cyrus have arrived - Reese and Cyrus manage a «store» called Re-tail on the Road, and that's where you get most of your furniture - you can access the Craft Catalog from the bottom of the screen - here you can choose what to craft, using the craft materials that you have - categories here include:

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,