Don’t say I never gave you anything.
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Texas Forever
This too accurate not to reblog…
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Me and my friends:HAHAHA. so TRUE.
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Ten Years Later: A Tribute 9/11
My favorite 9/11 tribute in New York City can be found in Bryant Park. 2,819 empty chairs are set up on the lawn facing the site where the World Trade Center once stood, one chair for every life lost. The number of empty chairs captures the enormity of the lives lost and the stark emptiness of it just drives home the point that I hope is never forgotten. 2,819 people were here one moment and gone the next. 2,819 went to work or boarded a plane one morning ten years ago thinking it would be another ordinary day and they never came home.It’s seems like a simple tribute but take a step back and see how great of a number 2,819 is; each one representing a life lost..
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The Importance of a Preposition
Something’s been on my mind this week. Last Sunday in church, the pastor preached about the jealous of God. To establish a context, he showed a video clip of Oprah answering a fan’s question (unseen). She was saying that she was in church one day in her late 20s and the pastor was preaching on God’s omnipotence and omniscience. Then he said something about the jealousy of God. Oprah said, when he spoke of it, something “didn’t feel right about” God being jealous of her. I don’t know where Oprah’s heart is or why it is that she does not believe in Biblical Christianity, but how sad would it be if this played a big part in that. Of course God being jealous of her wouldn’t and shouldn’t feel right. Because God is jealous for her, meaning that he loves her so much that he doesn’t want her attention elsewhere, on trivial, fleeting things. He knows that He is the best thing, and he does not want us to worship or follow other things that aren’t good for us. It’s amazing how one little insignificant preposition can change the whole meaning of a statement. As Christians, we need to choose our words carefully, as not everyone will find the way around our little blips and slips to the true meaning behind our words.
He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
And all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me
Oh, how He loves us, oh
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us all
He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
And all of a sudden
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful You are
And how great Your affections are for me
Oh how He loves us, oh
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us all
Yeah, He loves us
Oh how He loves
Oh how He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If His grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
Heaven meets earth like an unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about, the way…
That He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Yeah, He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Yeah He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
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