Sentences with phrase «seemed way over»

I must admit, diapers for a pet seemed way over the top to me.

That seems way over the top to me.

With a year left, you can also take some of the «intro» classes for your new field, or if those are too broad (given your background), think about taking an upper level techniques class or a graduate seminar (even if it seems way over your head).

Of course, when a film is dealing with the end of the world, there is not a lot of wiggle room and even in this current age of motion picture excess, the fire - scorched landscapes, smoke - filled atmosphere and 200 - foot «Cloverfield» monstrosities seem way over the top.

The Nexus Q on the other hand seems way over priced.

YUp this seems way over the top..

Not exact matches

I think you've misconstrued the «zip» merging concept, it is not just who is in front but a one on one concept where the person who is in front has right of way then the person opposite and back and forth, one from right then one from left and so on, this works all over North America but seems to have been a missed import to Australia.

If you run a fitness based business (as an example), highlighting a tale of triumph over the generalized disadvantages of being out - of - shape to accomplish what previously seemed like «impossible» fitness results is a great way to get people fired up to become more interested in fitness.

«I interviewed a lot of people who, it's sad, they seem like perfectly good, honest people who rationalized their way over that fine line and then got caught, and now can't get decent jobs.»

Either way, somehow eight years after the financial crisis, with the economy on the best footing it has been in years, the uncertainty that is out there over a Trump Presidency just doesn't seem so bad, at least for one day.

For me, it seemed like a chance to make a clean break, start over and do things my way.

Over the years there have been plenty of times when it seemed to me that everyone else's business was so much better than mine and not just a little better, but better in every way imaginable.

For a while there, it seemed as if we'd got over this way of thinking.

And over the years, Tom and I used to do a lot of media around those kinds of events, and I've just largely stopped doing it because it seems they always want The Motley Fool to trot us out to calm the fears in these times, and it ends up contributing to that in some ways.

Spending the next five, 10 years fighting over pipelines does not seem the best way to do that.

Challenging Europeans over their right to choose what food they grow and eat seems like a lousy way to make friends across the Atlantic.

For some reason, the folks over there just have a way with words, sometimes their definitions and explanations seem to deliberately make things extremely complicated, but here goes.

There's the awe - filled, reverent silence, where God feels close enough to touch, when His Spirit seems to hover not only over the waters but over those gathered in a way that is impossible to explain, yet beautiful.

I'm sure even though CNN doesn't seem to be covering this as far as i can tell on TV the propaganda machine at Fox will be all over it and in the most negative way imaginable complete with «color commentary» by the choir preachers.

Some of these questions, I've asked pastors, elders, over and over again, and no one seems to be able to give me an answer that's COMPLETELY sound and all the way logical.

It seems that quiet obedience and long faithfulness are the ways God chooses over celebrity and star power.

Same story when trained the Q - aida and Tali - ban to fight the so - vi - et troops who were considered non religious or infidels at that time and it was the pr - opa - ganda that was used to recruit islamic worriers from all over the Islamic world until they were driven out of afghani lands and until there was no use from them the plot was made to eliminate their presence and to pave the way for a new invasion by the west for those areas with out any fight but seems it did not work out as was hoped for and that's why their troops are deep down in the...!?

The apparent dichotomy led me to reflect on the fact that there seems to be a similar dichotomy in God's way of dealing with his people over the course of history.

And we have all watched you boldly take the way of abundance — no matter how it seemed like it didn't matter — because God makes meaning out of messes, because He is the God who can make all our brokenness into abundance, because, you and I say this back to each other over and over again: The Writer of the story has written Himself into the hardest places of yours and is softening the broken edges of everything with redeeming, abundant grace.»

Nevertheless, both Jesus and Paul seemed to expect that, in one way or another, the new order they proclaimed would triumph publicly over Rome.

It seems that Isaiah taught the same thing over and over and over in very simple words and ideas to the drunken leaders of Israel in hopes that through repetition and simplicity, they might understand his words and repent of their ways.

Instead of relying on divine propositional feeling, it seems better to have the nascent occasion simply take over the divine prehending the world, for God is unifying, and evaluating (in terms of his subjective forms) that world in every way which he can.

As evangelicalism in the U.S. has been working its way through something of an identity crisis over the past few years, and as many young evangelicals like myself have reconnected with the spiritual disciplines, this seems to be a recurring point of contention, and therefore one that should be addressed.

The very question seems, by a near - miracle of persistent looking the other way, to be passed over.

In some ways, Christian - college culture seems remarkably stable over many decades.

The point about all these pontifications, I thought at the time, whether over the airwaves or in the print media, either by secular commentators or by the kind of Catholics the liberal media like to give a platform to because their views on the Catholic tradition are so similar to their own (it seemed by the beginning of the conclave that it had all been going on for ever) was — or so I reflected then in my simple way — that this wonderful free - for - all was the only chance for many of them to be heard at all on this subject.

There seems to be little focus on the various ways Arab states have treated Palestinians over the years or the internal dynamics among Palestinian leaders as complicating factors.

He does point out, however, that when the wrangling is over, the sixteen final documents of the Council «give no sense of before and after; nor do they indicate, except occasionally, in a soft way, that what they are saying changes anything that earlier seemed normative».

But although Mark seems to find it quite right that Jesus of Nazareth should have been among those who heeded John's preaching, the three other evangelists appear concerned over the suggestion that Jesus was in some way a disciple of this other preacher.

Why are we slaughtering each other over the way we pronounce the name of a deity that may not even exist as we seem to know it?

But things have changed dramatically in the past decade... perhaps because so many of my fellow ministers went through the same situation... so there is hope yet for other issues... It seems the way of the majority usually wins over time...

A lot of people agonise over the way a particular church may define «self» and «other» — but it seems to me that both they and whichever church are rather missing the point.

Ever since the Reformation there has been a dispute among exegetes over the central word of this phrase, but today a way towards a common interpretation seems to be opening up once more -LSB-...]: «Faith is the hypostasis of things hoped for; the proof of things not seen».

Formulated in this way, Whitehead seems to give priority to the community over the individual.

There seems to be little to gain by speculating what Joseph thought about why he had to travel to Bethlehem for the census or if the Magi picked up their gifts in the market on the way over to the stable, in comparison to the great mystery of the Creator of the cosmos taking on human form in order to save us from the fires of Hell and restore us to how we were created to be, let alone «considering afresh the Holy Incarnation».

The cartoons, more than the things I write, seem to be finding their way all over the blogosphere and other media.

In a way one might say that my stories keep converting me back to Christianity, from which I am constantly tempted to stray because the circle of blessing seems frayed and close to breaking, and my faith is so frail and flawed that I fall away over and over again from my God.

It has startled us in so many ways, and while some of us are quick to make moral and other judgments, I suspect that above all it is something that frustrates and overwhelms because it seems to go on no matter what we say or do, and because of the overpowering and almost inexorable way it has already swept and will continue to sweep over various parts of our lives.

And like Sartre, Camus, Russell and other cosmic pessimists before him, Klemke seems unaware of the tenacious hold that the dualistic way of organizing the world may have over his consciousness.

In some ways, America seems to be only just learning the truth of the Scopes Trial and the implications of the debate over evolution.

Not to mention that being told to sit quietly, submissively, and above all, not to show your anger, is one of the major ways that women have been pushed down and marginalized in our culture (which, I would suggest, is a strong contributing factor to the kind of feedback you have been receiving for your recent posts - you were far nicer to Mark or Donald or whoever than many of us guys have been to them over the years, and yet you seemed to receive far more criticism for speaking up - i.e. not just for what you said, but for the very fact that you said anything at all - than we would have).

And sometimes it seems like I'm just feeling my way blindly against the walls, stumbling over furniture, knocking over vases, and stubbing toes on table legs by feeling for a light switch that doesn't exist.

It may be a bit over the top at times and I may proclaim that every recipe is the best recipe ever, but it means that I always sound the same, my voice becomes more recognizable and if you meet me I won't (I hope) seem totally different to the way I am online.

Whenever I have portobello or flat mushrooms on hand I always seem to go to my default recipe - marinated in a sweet balsamic dresssing, grilled, and then served any of a number of ways: sliced into chunky strips strewn over a salad, squished between a bun with lots of toppings... When I've found a recipe I love I get it into my head that nothing else I make with that ingredient will be as good and so I stick to the tried and tested.

Well over the years I seem to have been inching closer and closer to his way of thinking.