Sentences with phrase «thing of beauty in»

While this can be a thing of beauty in a marriage, when it comes to parenting, sometimes being opposites isn't a good thing.

First, there is theatre as thing of beauty in and of itself — an art form that is made and shared collectively, and that can be a focal point for reflection and discussion that leads to action.

The Grand Caravan R / T may not be a thing of beauty in and of itself, but when you can comfortably cover more than 1000 miles in a weekend while getting 25 mpg and watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail, then a lot of possibilities are in play.

Rami Malek, fresh off his Mr. Robot Emmy win, and Matt Smith, a sniveling thing of beauty in The Crown, also feel like safe bets.

Tiger Woods PGA Tour 10 is another thing of beauty in the series.

The space station is a thing of beauty in its way, the apotheosis of Apollo - style technology.

His side half - volley, in a particular, is a thing of beauty in its own right.

Custom buyers can get from him a rifle as gaudy as the Mardi Gras - red Imperial with zebra upholstery that Weatherby drives; but for all that the decked - out Weatherby rifle dazzles the appraising eye, the end result is a thing of beauty in its own assertive way, as American as a loud shirt in Texas.

I've experienced powerful moments of true community within the church only to have them eventually wrecked and ruined by well - intentioned people trying to turn it into something greater, or packaging it and marketing it for church growth purposes, or inflicting it with pressure to subscribe to a homogenous ideology and lifestyle, or imposing a vision upon it that turns it into an end rather than a thing of beauty in and of itself.

It was a thing of beauty in his terribleness.

One of my favorite things of beauty in my home is my oil lamp.

Not exact matches

In the past, President Trump has taken things a bit too far, such as when he sued Univision after the network dropped its coverage of the Miss USA and Miss Universe beauty pageants following Trump's comments about Mexican immigrants.

I guess that's one of the things about the beauty and subjective nature of any kind of «art» - It will speak to some and not to others, with varying responses and reactions in between.

I can feel the tension between the big things that grieve me to my over-sensitive core — like the execution of Troy Davis that took place last night — and the little things that tick me off — like folding laundry again, the big things that overwhelm me with gratitude — beauty, truth, love, friendship, kinship — and the little things that make me want to weep with joy — the gap between Joseph's teeth, Evelynn's toothless smiles, Anne perched in a chair for an hour with a book.

Even then, since Jesus was instrumental in making all things (Col 1), even if I am talking about the beauty of a tree or a sunset, this is worshipful of Jesus.

A thought, a harmony, the achievement of a perfection in material things, some special nuance in human love, the exquisite complexity of a smile or a glance, every new embodiment of beauty appearing in me or around me on the human face of the earth: I cherish them all like children whose flesh I can not believe destined to complete extinction.

Cf. Lewis's remarks in «The Weight of Glory»: «The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust in them; it was not in them, it only came through them and what came through them was longing, these things - the beauty, the memory of our own past - are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken far the thing itself, they turn into dumb idols.

One thing have I asked of Yahweh, that will I seek after: That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of Yahweh, And to inquire in his temple.

I wouldn't be so bold as to name the purpose of art, but I think one thing that unifies its many forms is the desire to distill the chaos of existence, in all its wonder and tragedy, into a single, unified image of beauty.

This huge, blue planet is in existance just so we can be born, live, make a living, have a baby, then die... no connection, no spirit, no soul, no more appreciating the beauty around us, no more being astounded at the improbabilities, no more being amazed at the wonders of life... because none of that has any meaning any more, it's just a bunch of junk that happened accidently... who cares, we're just all going to fade away into nothingness... become one with the dirt, because we are actually no better than the dirt... I don't know about you, but I'm depressed now... but then that's what's great about our country, you can choose to believe or... not... in this... country... that has... no particular meaning... in the grand scheme of thngs... oh, yeah, that's right there is no «grand scheme of things»... so never mind.

And the astonishing thing is that at such times and in such places — foul as they may be with the stinking ischiorectal abscesses of our comings and goings — just there, the thing, in all its greatest beauty, may for a moment be freed to fly for a moment guiltily about the room.

In the depths of things beauty is cherished, and in the course of events it is efficaciouIn the depths of things beauty is cherished, and in the course of events it is efficaciouin the course of events it is efficacious.

«Walk with faith, rejoicing in the beauties of nature, in the goodness of those you love, in the testimony which you carry in your heart concerning things divine».

From Dianna: You seem to have a pretty unusual faith journey, but one thing I notice throughout each of the four major steps (Catholic - Hindu - Anglican - Orthodox) is the inherent beauty in each of those worship styles - Catholicism has a very beautiful set routine of liturgy, the Hindu call to prayer is (to me) one of the most beautiful sounds in the world, and Anglican services tend to be quite beautiful as well.

This is because her life radiates beauty: through her hospitality to friends and strangers alike, through her joyful laugh, through her care of those in need, through her passion for education, through her love of framing things on film through the lens of a camera, through her ability to be patient with her doofus husband, through her genuine love for God, through her sacrificial generosity to those with less than we have, and even through her stubborn refusal to let me get away with any of my trademark snark.

Mark Twain candidly observed in Answers to Correspondents that «a soiled baby, with a neglected nose, can not be conscientiously regarded as a thing of beauty.»

I don't mind reason # 1, but it's reason # 2 that I continuously ask myself, why bother preaching Jesus to them, why do I even bother showering the love of Jesus to those that continuously spits out rubbish and vile to the Man who never fails to soothe my pain and wipe my tears dry every night — who has NO IDEA of the beauty and heavenly love of God, NO IDEA of the anger and pain the Almighty went through in the Old Testament, NO IDEA of His heart and the love that He is capable of, NO IDEA of the meaning of the Cross and the things that were nailed to it, NO IDEA of what they're saying at all.

I ultimately still find enough of God in things like music and beauty and relationships to compel me to maintain belief, but it is not the same kind of belief that I had before Jason's deconversion.

He points us to the story of the Emmaus Road as epitomising the way the Christian should read Scripture «Only by walking with Christ, by re-interpreting all things in his light, with him, crucified and risen, do we enter into the riches and beauty of sacredScripture» (p. 82).

The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many - coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity,... That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move.

The thing of greatest beauty is the story it tells of a vibrant religious community arising from the ashes of so much that went wrong with monastic life in recent decades.

As he writes in De virginitate, «The man who has purified the eye of his soul is able to look at such things and forget the matter in which the beauty is encased.»

From an aesthetic point of view, the cross is not itself a beautiful thing, but it is the symbol of a beautiful act, that of the self - giving of the Son of God incarnate out of love for the Father and for fallen creation, in order to restore the beauty of what He had made but sin had marred.

The experience of beauty is a delight, a joy in the experience of «form», the organising principle that gives «shape» to things and to our knowledge of them.

He thus illustrates how these thinkers influenced Percy's exploration of man's inner confusion about his place in the universe: how the Stoic virtue of honorable endurance proper to Percy's Southern upbringing blossomed into the perception of divine intent revealed through the beauty of created things.

The rampant evil we see in the world today: ~ the corruption of human character so prevalent even in the young, ~ the disregard of everything that is pure, virtuous and godly, being replaced with apathy and indifference toward anything that stands for righteousness, ~ the boastfulness and pride in man's own achievements... ~ the inability to recognize the beauty and virtue in things that generations of the past naturally understood.

In that time, Romanticism made lost causes into things of beauty.

If beauty — not a particular beauty, but any beautiful thing — is a metaphor of the sacred, then there is no such thing as a uniquely «religious» or ecclesiastical idiom in architecture or in the other arts.

In our new aims of education for the 1980's and beyond, therefore, we shall have to dedicate ourselves to bringing back, among other things, the civilized use of language (both written and oral), a sensitivity to beauty, powers of analytical reasoning, the intellectual vision of ourselves as historical creatures, the ability to cognitively articulate ideas rather than let communication skills courses degenerate into merely «touchie - feelie» experiences of «affirming the other,» and finally, a sensitivity to the nuances, complexities, and ambiguities of meanings.7 In this way, and only in this way, our educational system will equip its students for the future with an intellectual vision comprised of both knowledge and foresightful adaptability to environmental changeIn our new aims of education for the 1980's and beyond, therefore, we shall have to dedicate ourselves to bringing back, among other things, the civilized use of language (both written and oral), a sensitivity to beauty, powers of analytical reasoning, the intellectual vision of ourselves as historical creatures, the ability to cognitively articulate ideas rather than let communication skills courses degenerate into merely «touchie - feelie» experiences of «affirming the other,» and finally, a sensitivity to the nuances, complexities, and ambiguities of meanings.7 In this way, and only in this way, our educational system will equip its students for the future with an intellectual vision comprised of both knowledge and foresightful adaptability to environmental changeIn this way, and only in this way, our educational system will equip its students for the future with an intellectual vision comprised of both knowledge and foresightful adaptability to environmental changein this way, our educational system will equip its students for the future with an intellectual vision comprised of both knowledge and foresightful adaptability to environmental changes.

For one thing, there is comparatively little in the content of television programming which encourages receptiveness to beauty or humane feeling.

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I think not being able to look at ANY nude images, including those made to reveal beauty (not porn) without having a knee jerk sexual response is a sign of illness in someone's sexuality, because above all things, people are a soul and they HAVE a body.

Beauty is of great importance in worship as elsewhere in life; in church services, these things have a point that includes but goes beyond sheer beauty, since they have as their principal reason the provision of a context in which the worshippers as whole men and women are moved to pray, to adore God, to listen to his Word, to confess their sin, to receive assurance of his forgiveness, and to be strengthened for disciplBeauty is of great importance in worship as elsewhere in life; in church services, these things have a point that includes but goes beyond sheer beauty, since they have as their principal reason the provision of a context in which the worshippers as whole men and women are moved to pray, to adore God, to listen to his Word, to confess their sin, to receive assurance of his forgiveness, and to be strengthened for disciplbeauty, since they have as their principal reason the provision of a context in which the worshippers as whole men and women are moved to pray, to adore God, to listen to his Word, to confess their sin, to receive assurance of his forgiveness, and to be strengthened for discipleship.

Today's generation of Catholics is being infuenced by a much more nourishing diet than was available in the 1970s, and takes for granted the good things available: the Catechism of the Catholic Church, World Youth Day, St JPII's Theology of the Body, the New Movements, Veritatis Splendor, Benedict XVI's teaching on the relationship between faith and reason, and his emphasis on truth, beauty and a personal encounter with Christ, to name just a few.

But guess what, because I believe we deserve God's wrath, I can now see the beauty of his son and I can seek to grasp his supremacy in all things.

When I say that all things exist to magnify the truth and worth and beauty and greatness of God, I mean that all things — and marriage in particular — exist to move the appearance of God in people's minds toward reality.»

Of this [appointed order of things transitory] the beauty does not strike us, because by our mortal frailty we are so involved in a part of it, that we can not perceive the whole, in which these fragments that offend us are harmonized with the most accurate fitness and beautOf this [appointed order of things transitory] the beauty does not strike us, because by our mortal frailty we are so involved in a part of it, that we can not perceive the whole, in which these fragments that offend us are harmonized with the most accurate fitness and beautof things transitory] the beauty does not strike us, because by our mortal frailty we are so involved in a part of it, that we can not perceive the whole, in which these fragments that offend us are harmonized with the most accurate fitness and beautof it, that we can not perceive the whole, in which these fragments that offend us are harmonized with the most accurate fitness and beauty.

If you can approach things that would normally be considered outside the realm of science, like art for instance, in the same logical way, then the fact that beauty is only a matter of opinion should be able to have the same logical geometric proof like argument supporting that «fact».

We muslims don't call our women: Bitches, hores... and the majority of muslim women actually have the choice to choose to wear the veil (if you go to a Catholic church women are asked to wear the veil... nuns are fully covered... even Marry the mother of Jesus used to cover and that is because these women know they are diamonds and you have to really deserve her to be able to see more and that is only gonna be her husband, and parents... If you have a precious and very expensive diamond in your possession don't tell me you would leave it outside of your house but you would leave your trash outside of your house... same thing with women especially and by the way this apply to men as well in Islam... A woman actually is the queen of her household, and when they are so aware of their status within her community, as more like a mother, she is committed to her husband, kids and parents exclusively... she is busy taking care of her loved ones and enjoys it and happy so why you ask her to show you her cleavage if she doesn't think you deserve her... Muslim women are not any different than all women, they only like to wear the veil and not show their beauty to you... what?

The things they can do with their voices gives glory to God and reminds us of the beauty and shocking majesty of God's creation, especially humans made in His image.