Sentences with phrase «with old eyes»

It's so easy to work with, not so easy to count the holes (with old eyes) but once you get used to it not so bad.

But this old man with old eyes will never be able to see a talent.

Some, especially readers with older eyes, find the gray - on - gray of e-readers hard to tolerate.

Not exact matches

Dylann Roof, the white 21 - year - old who allegedly gunned down nine black churchgoers earlier this summer in Charleston, South Carolina, credited the Council of Conservative Citizen with opening his eyes to black - on - white crime in a chilling manifesto posted online.

«I'm a 53 - year - old entrepreneur who's always believed in building businesses with one eye on the bottom line and one eye on growth,» he says.

All aspects of the manufacturing process require inspection for defects, often done by hundreds of people the old - fashioned way: with their eyes.

The 25 - year - old star recently opened up to INSIDER about how she copes with the urge to drink and the pressure to stay sober in the public eye.

In early 2012, Best Buy founder Richard Schulze resigned from the company amidst his role in turning a blind eye at a company scandal involving a top executive's shady «personal conduct» (i.e. an affair) with a certain 29 - year - old female employee.

So the firm let these employees go, replacing them with older advisers who were willing to sit down, look clients in the eye, and discuss matters face to face.

Most recently his work caught the eye of Forbes and was featured in an article entitled, The 12 - Year - Old Entrepreneur That Will Take Global Tech & The World By Storm Ian works closely with Dream Hustle Code, to help level the playing field for kids from communities that have traditionally been left out of the tech industry.

A 21 - year - old video game designer has created a video game in which players see through the eyes of someone with Alzheimer's.

Settled in our travel cot, he stares at her with old brown eyes: anxious, though, He never cries, she boasts.

At Sikeston, Missouri, about 25 years ago, when I was only about nine years old, I witnessed a MIRACLE with my own two eyes.

I've seen 12 - year - old girls, malnourished figures with unbrushed hair, bartered for sex in back rooms in India with my own eyes.

I recall quiet Saturday mornings, walking with my father block to block, as he pointed out the landmarks no one else knew: the spot where the Third Avenue El of old stopped (he pointed out the supports hidden beneath the black asphalt); the apartment house where another close - knit family lived in cramped quarters, the three boys studying in dim lights under their mother's watchful eye to become a lawyer, a doctor, and a priest (and later a bishop); and the double spires of St. Patrick's Cathedral, the place of my parents» wedding and the baptisms of their three boys.

Based on the best - selling book of the same name, the film tells the real - life story of Colton Burpo, a 4 - year - old boy who awakens from surgery with eye - popping tales of the great beyond.

The little 3 year old girl with the brown eyes in this ocean of blue, she taps my shoulder and says it loud over the din, «Mama?

Your Granny was so beautiful — she had a long sheet of golden brown hair, just the colour of Evelynn's hair, and she had blue eyes just like you three here with me, and so instead, your Papa sold that old motorcycle and the next time he asked her out, he had a car to drive.

That third boy with shoulders broader than his dad's, he's out seeing the world through a lens and giving me fresh eyes that enlarge this old beat - up heart, and the last boy, the grinning one gunning to be the tallest, he made us dinner last night and the night before that and there's hardly a day goes by that he doesn't hug me half a dozen times, kissing me squarely on the top of my head.

I knew the starched white columns of old plantation homes just as well as I knew the spires of Cinderella's storybook castle, and I'd seen with my own eyes how, just before a harvest, Georgia's cotton fields could look like a fresh - fallen snow.

But this rejection, in turn, prompted Hamann to compose and publish a piece called To the Witch at Kadmanbor, a «letter» supposedly written by Nicolai to an old sorceress, asking her to translate Hamann's Monologue from the Chinese of the «Mandarin» who wrote it» a letter that, midway through its course, suddenly becomes a delirious monologue of its own (in which the witch now appears as the Fury Alecto, but with two faces, «a calf's eye like Juno's, and the watery eye of an owl») before concluding with the recommendation that Hamann be forced like his illustrious ancestor Haman — from the book of Esther — to mount the scaffold.

Thus, although some of these old soteriological symbols can seem confusing, it can be helpful to look at them once more with an eye to finding more relevant metaphors for ourselves and for communicating the Good News to others today.

The service proceeded; a war chapter from the Old Testament was read; the first prayer was said; it was followed by an organ burst that shook the building, and with one impulse the house rose, with glowing eyes and beating hearts, and poured out that tremendous invocation:

I believe that little children can have faith; I believe that when a parent gazes at a child or grandchild — I did this morning with my fourmonth - old grandson; we just had a bit of eye contact and smiling at each other — there's a wonderful sense of love which passes between them, which is pre-articulate.

As I grew older, with daughters reaching toward those marriageable years, I suddenly realized I was looking at weddings through the eyes of the father of the bride, and the weddings looked very different.

a knee - level view from your bit of pavement; a battered, upturned cooking pot and countable ribs, coughing from your steel - banded lungs, alone, with your face to the wall; shrunken breasts and a three year old who can not stand; the ringed fingers, the eyes averted and a five - paise piece in your palm; smoking the babus» cigarette butts to quieten the fiend in your belly; a husband without a job, without a square meal a day, without energy, without hope; being at the mercy of everyone further up the ladder because you are a threat to their self - respect; a hut of tins and rags and plastic bags, in a warren of huts you can not stand up in, where your neighbors live at one arm's length across the lane; a man who cries out in silence; nobody listening, for everyone's talking; the prayer withheld, the heart withheld, the hand withheld; yours and mine Lord teach us to hate our poverty of spirit.

Sometimes the full story won't be clear to us until years have passed and then we see the hand of God or we see old things with new eyes; this is grace.

Well, as it turned out all my fears, which the night before the test resulted in me tossing and turning prior to sleep and having visions and thoughts of never, ever getting a driver's license, were for naught because old Bob though limited to one eye, passed the test with pretty much the same score he received in 1963.

@jf well your information about the New Testament is about as accurate as your Old Testament knowledge, The prophecies of the Old testament concerning Christ could not have been written after the fact because we now have the Dead Sea Scrolls, with an almost complete Old Testament dated 100 - 200 years before the birth of Christ, Your interpretation of God at His worst shows a complete lack of understanding as to what was being communicated.We don't know what the original texts of the New Testament were written in as to date there are no original copies available.Greek was the common language of the day.Most of the gospels were reported written somewhere in the 30 year after Christs resurrection time frame, not the unspecified «long after «you reference and three of the authors knew Jesus personally in His earthly ministry, the other Knew Jesus as his savior and was in the company of many who also knew Jesus.You keep referencing changes, «gazillion «was the word used but you never referenced one change, so it is assumed we are to take your word for it.What may we ask are your credentials?Try reading Job your own self, particularly the section were Job says «My ears had heard of you but now my eyes have seen you.Therefore I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes»

They are reading the Bible with renewed eyes and are seeing that the violence of the Old Testament text is actually this genocidal, murderous, scapegoating violence.

I am always running with her, my mother thinks she's a three - year - old trapped in a 16 - month - olds body, and sometimes, when I see that intelligent and saucy look in her eyes, I'm inclined to agree.

But the young man rubbed his eyes as if he had just woke up, and he looked towards the rays of the sun, and won the consideration of all who now had turned their attention to him; for he no longer showed himself licentious, nor did he stare madly about, but he had returned to his own self, as thoroughly as if he had been treated with drugs; and he gave up his dainty dress and summery garments and the rest of his sybaritic way of life, and he fell in love with the austerity of the philosophers, and donned their cloak, and stripping off his old self modeled his life in future upon that of Apollonius.

The eyes and ears have no relief, and all the old silent haunts are now scarred with billboards and invaded by public address systems.

Perhaps you should read the old testament with an outsider's eye.

I love how I can look at pictures that are hundreds of years old and see my faith with different eyes.

Kenyon's life story is fascinating and wrenching, the stuff of both highbrow and middlebrow drama, She was a college student who married her much older professor, retreated with him from university life to a family farmhouse in New Hampshire, rediscovered her faith (without turning into a wild - eyed zealot), bravely battled depression, came into her own as a poet and loyally nursed her husband through two difficult bouts with cancer.

After I sat down, being all in confusion, like a drowning man that was just giving up to sink, and almost in an agony, I turned very suddenly round in my chair, and seeing part of an old Bible lying in one of the chairs, I caught hold of it in great haste; and opening it without any premeditation, cast my eyes on the 38th Psalm, which was the first time I ever saw the word of God: it took hold of me with such power that it seemed to go through my whole soul, so that it seemed as if God was praying in, with, and for me.

How many hours of written tests, driving tests, driving practice with parents, driving practice with a licensed instructor, eye exams, etc it takes to get a license, then stop and think about how many hours it takes a 16 year old girl to become «qualified» to have a baby... it's like 100 to 0.

In one poem an 85 - year - old man, who has spent his many years beating «black and blue» the land, «warped inside / And given to watching, sullen - eyed, / Love still - born,» now sits alone in a corner before the fire, with nothing left to dream on but the self - delusions of his past.

«When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes» is a poem that any 16 - year - old can understand in a heartbeat.

Weather you believe or not (I open my eyes every day) so it's not hard to All will stand before the lord on the day of reckoning which man will no doubtedly usher in and those who don't believe or against god will try to wage war on the almighty to no avail, only to be left in ruins... the great Satan (adversary) will be all who oppose god in battle, that serpent of old is still here today, we live in the middle of a brood of vipers and this website is part of the venom aimed at distorting the faithfuls belief as well as a an agonist for those who wish to continue to disbelieve... CNN is anti god To my brothers and sisters who truly live in Christ Peace be with you and never forget your path despite the darkness that is trying to consume you, bring enough oil for your lamps to live in this darkness and bring extra in case of a delay, he will not abandon you... we will not be forgotten Amen To those who don't, I know the myth of Santa and the easterbunny really choked up your insides to find that they were not real, but childhood is over and it was a cruel human joke designed to make it that much harder for you to believe in that which visits you and you can't see, no matter you have life so is it too much to ask for a little belief?

Maybe a 10 - year - old could shoot his eye out with a BB gun.

God in His infinite wisdom knew that man would try to draw (remember those old calendars that had a «picture of Jesus» with long golden hair, blue eyes and a halo), make statutes, etc., of heavenly beings and things.

Mrs. R.: Yes, (eyes filled with tears) his temper is terrible when he's drinking, and he seems to pick on the older boy especially.

Old Joe was also the only male in the breeding colony with a foreplay ritual, however abbreviated it may have seemed to the untrained eye.

He has been in cahoots with his mother, Rebekah, pulling the wool over his old, blind father's eyes, tricking his older brother, running for his life.

I'm not opposed to Religion or Science pandering their theories, but until we find an eye witness account, that can be established and recognized with solid «PROOF» that the earth is»...» years old, don't call it a fact....

A scientist attempting to prove that the earth is»...» years old is like a preacher trying to convince you that Adam was 5 foot 8 inches tall and weighed 162 pounds with green eyes and blond hair.

Filled with definitions) She could say that the moon is made of cheese, that cats are in league with the devil because thier eyes reflect light, or that some old guy built a ship, putting two of everything in it.

What the Old Testament especially teaches us is this: «that zeal is as essentially a duty of all God's rational creatures, as [are] prayer and praise, faith and submission; and, surely, if so, [then] especially of sinners whom He has redeemed: that zeal consists in a strict attention to His commands» a scrupulousness, vigilance, heartiness, and punctuality, which bears with no reasoning or questioning about them» an intense thirst for the advancement of His glory» a shrinking from the pollution of sin and sinners» an indignation, nay impatience, at witnessing His honor insulted» a quickness of feeling when His name is mentioned, and a jealousy how it is mentioned» a fullness of purpose, an heroic determination to yield Him service at whatever sacrifice of personal feeling» and an energetic resolve to push through all difficulties, were they as mountains, when His eye or hand but gives the sign» a carelessness of obloquy, or reproach, or persecution, a forgetfulness of friend and relative, nay, a hatred (so to say) of all that is naturally dear to us, when He says, «Follow me.»