If you interrupt mom while she's
talking to a friend at church, you're spanked at home later, because that was dishonoring to her and you should know to wait for her to notice you before interrupting her conversation.
We are engaged in discipleship with unbelievers when
we talk to friends at lunch.
We talked to our friends at Gwladys Street about lots of very important messages.
xo Kym bitty.and.bunny p.s. — I spotted you nailing it on Community, doing your best «
talking to a friend at a party.»
but then
they talked to their friends at school..
Lukas Haas - Lukas Haas sitting on a shop window ledge in Beverly Hills
talking to friends at beverly hills - Los Angeles, California, United States - Tuesday 20th October 2015 (7 Pictures)
You can
talk to your friends at lunch.»
We talked to our friends at Sport Chevrolet in Silver Spring, Maryland and they told us that their allocations for the Grand Sport Collector Editions are open and available for ordering.
Sure, that's a flood if you're
talking to your friends at work.
Sure, that's a flood if you're
talking to your friends at work.
I talked to my friends at Hingham Lumber, our friend, and professional painter, Andy Lane and also had a chat with my friends at Benjamin Moore.
Slow your pace, relax into releasing and letting go, play some of your favorite music, maybe
talk to a friend at the same time.
Not exact matches
Baehr's mentor, Walter Hailey, whose insurance company Lone Star Life Insurance went on
to become a Kmart insurance company, used
to take an hour - long walk
at 5 a.m. every morning with a group of close
friends to talk about ideas, successes and failures.
For example, he captured images of playing miniature golf with
friends, walking up
to a stage
to deliver a TED
talk, and paying his final respects
at a funeral.
When the social scientist and derivatives trader sat down
at the same table
at a
friend's wedding in 2011, they got
to talking about their shared interest in «epic failures,» like the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, the Fukushima nuclear disaster and Hurricane Sandy.
We need
to talk about it, not just with
friends, but
at work as well.
That's very different
to the story outlined in Plant's declaration, where he admitted that he was
at the show, but said that he wasn't listening and was
at the back
talking with his
friends.
This old
friend from Winnipeg happened
to know a guy who had a similar background
to mine, and we got
talking at a party.
This worked well with people I knew already —
friends were game for a 45 - minute walk - and -
talk rather than spending $ 5
to sit around
at a coffee shop.
At the same time, she was texting her
friends that Roy had gone missing while still
talking to him.
Given that most founders are nice people who like
to help out their pals, and their
friends are cool folks who are happy
to talk and tweet about their awesome experience
at a new establishment, it makes perfect sense for
friends to get a deal when they come in
to a buddy's business, right?
It's just a really memorable symbol that you're going
to talk about when you're out with
friends or
at the dinner table.»
When Freitas sat down
to talk to young people about their phones, she heard some pretty crazy stories of raging tech addiction, from the girl who gave her phone a name and
talked about it like a
friend to the boy who claimed he'd rather leave his brain
at home than his precious device.
«We try
to talk to kids and work with them
to get them
to have big groups of
friends and not be so possessive about
friends,» Christine Laycob, director of counseling
at Mary Institute in St. Louis, told the New York Times.
So about two years ago I got
talking to a
friend's mother who had inherited Barclays shares, because I am the sort of nerdy person who
talks about shares
at dinner parties.
His girlfriend
at the time studied fashion, and brands were always trying
to figure out what was currently trending among her and her
friends, what they did, what they bought, what they
talked about.
At the beginning of my second year, a
friend, Nick Hills, asked me
to a service and a
talk.
Also I am a Christian and I don't bash other people or other religions, actually I get looked down
at because I don't, I have a gay
friend, I have a Muslim
friends and boy oh boy do the Christians try
to talk to me about how wrong they are, this is what I say to them» I'm not God, God says pretty clear that we are NOT TO JUDGE any one, and I don't, I just love them for who they ar
to talk to me about how wrong they are, this is what I say to them» I'm not God, God says pretty clear that we are NOT TO JUDGE any one, and I don't, I just love them for who they ar
to me about how wrong they are, this is what I say
to them» I'm not God, God says pretty clear that we are NOT TO JUDGE any one, and I don't, I just love them for who they ar
to them» I'm not God, God says pretty clear that we are NOT
TO JUDGE any one, and I don't, I just love them for who they ar
TO JUDGE any one, and I don't, I just love them for who they are.
My
friend talked his parents into letting him join the military
at 17, and he went off
to «Nam, eventually, and came back here
at 20, after being hurt in «combat» (A car wreck, actually).
I've
talked to a few of my
friends about this weird outburst of anger and grief that can fling us out of ourselves
at a moment's notice.
Of course there are other reasons for my sporadic blogging this year: a surprise new baby coming which completely disoriented us, a new book
to finish writing (and I will share all about that in January), travelling and speaking all over North America, stewarding the message of Jesus Feminist throughout her first year of life, creating the Jesus Feminist collection with Imagine Goods, a trip
to Haiti, new opportunities as a writer, three tinies
at home with their own lives and drama and growth and change, remodelling parts of our home, marriage, church,
friends, life, work, laundry (oh, can we
talk laundry?!)
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.
In
talking about these books with some
friends, I was reminded that books that challenge us
at one stage of life or faith may not seem so challenging as we continue
to mature.
But as an English major
at a small Christian liberal arts college, I can't think of a more fitting analogy
to convey how I often feel when I
talk to my
friends about books.
I'm terrible
at small
talk, so the prospect of spending the afternoon with a once - close
friend talking about the weather is enough
to make me physically ill.
With a number of fellow pastors who became lifelong
friends, Rauschenbusch studied, read,
talked, debated and plumbed the new social theories of the day, especially those of the non-Marxist socialists whom John C. Cort has recently traced in Christian Socialism (Orbis, 1988) The pastors wove these theories together with biblical themes
to form» «Christian Sociology,» a hermeneutic of social history that allowed them
to see the power of God's kingdom being actualized through the democratization of the economic system (see James T. Johnson, editor, The Bible in American Law, Politics and Rhetoric [Scholars Press, 1985]-RRB- They pledged themselves
to new efforts
to make the spirit of Christianity the core of social renewal
at a time when agricultural - village life was breaking down and urban - cosmopolitan patterns were not yet fully formed.
I sat
at my desk surrounded by the usual chat in the open plan offices, I overheard someone
talking about her
friend who was dying of cancer, I began
to shake and a feeling of doom overcame me, I dashed off
to the toilet
to get away from it all.
When I
talk to my good
friend who is a very conservative Catholic who views taking communion as sacred and every crumb is representative of Christ's body and not one crumb will drop... then compare it
to how we do it
at church... everyone ripping bread from the same loaf, crumbs everywhere, kids spilling the «wine»... does it really matter... is one more right than the other... one upholds church law on how communion will be performed versus our laid back version.
Still, as I visit seminary campuses and
talk to my
friends who teach
at them, I'm struck by how often and how much, except
at a few top institutions, the educational process gets stretched and bent these days.
I am going
to miss going fly - fishing with him, listening
to his rambling stories, and watching with amazement as he
talks with complete strangers
at the mall or in the park as if they were long - lost
friends.
Even when she meets them outside of the gas station, like
at Wal - Mart, they come up
to her and
talk like old
friends and share their problems with her.
And I find this is true...
at age 70 stuff still comes up and I wonder what on earth raised it, but I do confront the issue and if necessary, seek counsel (which entails only lifting up the phone and
talking to one of a half dozen close qualified
friends.
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.
All three are terrified of discussing their relationship with God with their
friends at Church, and are even more afraid of
talking to their pastors.
The messages that Pope Francis is delivering in Brazil are very, very powerful and
at the same time simple... just back
to basics... I'm amazed
at his sensibility and kindness
to the people... somebody said:» Nobody cares about us, or visit us and see how we survive here..., but the Pope came
to my house and
talked like a longtime
friend... I cant» believe it»
If you were listening
to NPR last week, you may have heard my
friend Dennis Venema, a biologist
at Trinity Western University,
talking to Barbara Bradley Hagerty about genomic evidence that calls into question the literal existence of Adam and Eve.
I first heard of Gabriel from some Wesleyan
friends — and we brought him in
to talk about hispanic church planting
at the CPLF.
A
friend sitting
at his side looked in the direction pointed by Hitchcock and was surprised: he saw nothing unusual, just a priest who, while
talking to a young boy, had placed his hand on the boy's arm.
Show me some evidence of your invisible
friend that you
talk to at night.
talk to your imaginary
friend at home or
at your cult meeting place and, as the founding fathers wanted, keep government meetings for government business.