the fact that your heart keeps silent only when you are dead. A mad person is unkempt and talking alone outside, but you reason with your hear
hstood the course of a very strong wave of the dark path and conquered it. I would say that no man is like him in his entire existence. He lived on the surface of the earth with stable streams that trickled forever. His word
ation proceeds from the heart. I just can't stop thinking of the entity that speaks to his heart; I mean the Lord Jesus. How well do you suppose a man recognizes the hundred or thousand principal discretions made in his he
you can not endure the eruption of the big noise from the market community. Now, I'm not talking about the unspoken noise from everyone present, poised for the valley of decision. "Man" is a word family. I think that the noise of
Water
he raindrop never stops working until germination roots emerge from a plant. Many types of water are classified based on the specific sounds they produce, which vary depending on the type of formation and the purpose of acceleration. Like now, heavy-moviegoing stream screeches are popular with almost no expression of their purpose. You can not figure out the connotation of stream water until a special occasion is made out of it. It runs quietly like a very wise serpent that hides its heart behind its heart. You can hardly understand a serpent's next moves unless you can discreetly study to withstand its present achievement. Where it has landed, you see, will determine how you flow
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u is worth catching in the head-neck, then you are in control to give direction. Look your problem in the face. Never doubt your inward ability to subdue its cutting edge. When you allow nature to do its worst, you are in power to direct the manifestation to favor your immediate environment. Create a concrete path for a st