Sentences with phrase «way home they felt»

They met with boring men in usual places, so they on their way home they felt nothing but disappointment.

«At the end of the school day, we walked the long, cold way home feeling happy and hungry.

On our way home we felt a raised part in her skin about the size of a 50 cents piece that was kind of hard, almost like a covering on it and when I researched her skiing was purplish.

i like the way your home feels warm and gracious yet not cluttered and retail - like very hard to pull off.

Not exact matches

The winter storm that battered the East Coast last week was still being felt on Sunday, as passengers stranded at JFK Airport slowly made their way home.

A fresh coat of paint on your home office can go a long way toward making you feel engaged and energized every time you step into your room.

A little inspiration goes a long way, so the next time you are feeling unmotivated to take action in your business, pull out your favorite quotes, or better yet post them on the wall in your home or office, and get yourself back in the game quicker.

When he returned home, he felt the itch to give back the way his coach once did for him.

I find it a much better way to get a feel for what's really going on than sitting in my office — OK, lying on my hammock at home — reading reports.

Make it known that you feel this way by being flexible and allowing workers to take Doctors appointments, pick up their kids, work from home occasionally, etc..

Showing appreciation for customers in any way possible can bring them back to your business time and again, and making them feel welcomed and at home whenever they visit is only going to help with that message.

Here are six ways to feel more at home on camera.

Although these amenities may seem superfluous, they go a long way in making guests feel right at home.

I already felt like the use cases for these scooters weren't thought through all the way, but this really drove that idea home.

Regardless, a home inspection is still the best way to feel confident in a property purchase

The purpose of these disclosures is to protect buyers, but a home inspection is still the best way to feel confident in a property purchase.

Six reasons Dogwood's director of community organizing is feeling hopeful about beating Kinder Morgan My sons and I pass the Kinder Morgan tank farm on our way to school in the morning and on our way home in the evening.

If I had to tell you in one sentence what Mexico means to me, I'd say «It feels the way a home should feel.»

The newness and attention needed of opening a second studio, still finding time and energy to give love to the first, I have 5 little boys at home and a 6th baby on the way, a husband and household all needing attention — it's easy to feel pulled in every direction.

Home inspections aren't required, but they go a long way in making buyers feel secure that they are not purchasing a property that will turn into a major money pit.

«Adding a contemporary area rug to a dorm room is a simple way to make it feel like home.

While this protects buyers, a home inspection is still the best way to feel confident in a property purchase.

Regardless, a quality home inspection is still the best way to feel confident in a property purchase.

Regardless, a home inspection is always way to feel secure in a property purchase.

«If we're wanting a society in which everybody feels truly home, our public events must be symbolised in a slightly different way.

Where there's a will, there's a way, is the American faith, so can not the almighty dollar purchase a liberal Islam, one in which Kumail in The Big Sick can feel at home?

Our little online community feels like home to me in so many ways.

Or newly discovered feelings stirred up in counseling come popping out at home in hurting ways.

So Xerxes returns home after this horrible loss of a 2 million man army, and of course, his counselors look for a way to make him feel better.

And he must have felt just as elated when he saw masses of people stream out of homes and houses of worship onto the streets and bridges of Cairo, chanting «Peacefully, peacefully» as they faced riot police and tear gas on their way to Tahrir Square.

As I dwell on this theme, I see myself years ago, in India, feeling lost and embarrassed, trying to find my way out of a wretched slum and back to our home.

I'm keenly aware of the fact that the only reason I feel the way I do is because this happened to my home.

Christ is a table for your days and a home for your soul, He is open arms and open door for your weary ways and He is a roof for your hounding storms and when you don't feel shielded in a cruel world, Christ is your every - place embrace and your always safe place.

I still love visiting Frankenmuth, and in some ways I feel quite at home there.

As someone who believes in God whole heartedly and feels he is the way through alot of the darkness on this earth but also the way to celebrate our greatest joys.I am happy she has found the love of God.But I to find the choice of religion somewhat suspiscious.As others have pointed out the dicotomy makes one wonder if the fact that her boyfriend is a Catholic has alot to do with her choice.Alot of women and men for that matter find conform to what their partners religion is because it is just easier and more comfortable at home for them.Now I am not saying this is what happened in this case.but it is somehting ti ponder.For me loving God and your neighbor as much as yourself are the most important part of believeing in a Supreme Being and all the rest of the Dogma just gets in the way and even is the cause of alot of the strife and wars in this world.So I hope she is happy but UP God for me... but no thatnks on the religion!!

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.

But when they send glowing reports of all that God is doing on the mission field back home, those in the pews feel even more guilty because they don't see God «working» in their own life in the same miraculous ways.

As white Christians have tried to move beyond the prejudice of their grandparents and second and third generation black British Christians feel less need for the safety of a culturally specific home church, the challenge is to find ways of reintroducing both sides to each other.

The contemporary environmental crisis is closely connected to inherited ways of thinking that have fostered a feeling in us that we are not really at home in the universe.

«Sometimes even in my own tradition I feel a long way from home.

Service members are often a long way from home & often feel disconnected from the surrounding towns.

I am wholeheartedly in favour of initiatives which support parents in teaching their own children about puberty, at home and in the way they feel is most appropriate.

At the same time, if the way we live out the gospel fails in the home, then we should not feel pressured to live out the gospel outside of the home either.

On my way home I met a friend, and I refrained with some effort from telling her how I felt.

Like Vicki, we live in a completely gluten - free household which not only limits risk, but makes sure our daughter does not feel restricted or different in any way when at home...... We cook and bake and invent and create!

This time around, I think the combination of having to set aside plans repeatedly due to weather, feeling trapped at home, and the end of a successful training cycle and race (my first marathon), all culminated in a bit of feeling glum and fearful about the what's next — as I inevitably tend to be fearful that there's no way I can possibly live up to my own expectations in each new year.

And we all know that cooking at home allows us to control what we eat, know where the food comes from, manage our consumption of sodium, fat and sugar and vastly improve our health and the way the we feel each and every day.

Four years ago, on the cusp of 18, I left my childhood home and my parents for the first time; in many ways, I felt and was alone.

Baking is one of my favourite ways to make a new place feel like home.

I was on my way home from work and didn't feel like asking to have more brought out of the warehouse, or even stopping at the Hannaford across the street.