Greetings Readers! Below is a collection of "Inspiringly-fun gobbledygooks from random sources!" They aren't exactly gobbledygooks as you can see, but they are words that evoked images in my mind, that keeps my imagination alive, and they are words that turns me on. There'd be also picture breaks in between from the many words. Thanks for dropping by!I hope you liked it here. =)Ask & Ye Shall Receive
Your mercy found me,
Upon the broken road,
And lifted me beyond my failing,
Into Your glory,
My sin and shame dissolved,
And now forever Yours I’ll stand
In love never to end,
To call You more than Lord,
So I throw my life upon all that You are,
‘Cause I know you gave it all for me.
And when all else fades,
My soul will dance with You,
Where the love lasts forever.
Lord, where the love lasts forever.
I will be with You, where the love lasts forever.
I will sing to you, where the love lasts forever.
I will dance with you, where the love lasts forever.
The words critic and criticism, however can have a broader, less negative meaning than their usual connotations. The root word is the Greek kritikos, which originally meant to discern or separate.
It suggests a thoughtful examination of both weaknesses and strengths. One of the modern definitions of critical is characterized by careful analysis.
A critic, then, is a person who expresses judgements of the worth and quality of books, music, plays, and paintings. The term is most often used to refer to one who writes such judgements professionally. If you stop to think about it, you will realize that much sincere criticism is intended to be constructive and that knowing weaknesses can help someone improve performance.
Thus the purpose of critical writing is to describe and evaluate a piece of literature or art and to identify its elements, it’s purpose, it’s strengths, and its weaknesses.
Most important, the critic must examine the work of art with sympathy and an open mind, giving the author or artist an opportunity to present his central theme in his own way. A writer cannot be criticized for failing to tell an exciting mystery story when his purpose was to write a tender story of family love and sacrifice.
We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but to abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 1 Corinthians 4:8-9
God washes us and cleans us up. His love rinses away the residue we pick up trying to protect ourselves from life’s scratchy circumstances. When He is finished with us, we are shining, transparent, lustrous.
Certainly the rain falls in the just and the unjust (chiefly on the just, because the unjust steal their umbrellas). But a few splashes of pain don’t get me down for long. In the cesspools of life, I remember the colorful splashes of joy. I take my rainbow with me and share it with others!
We cannot protect ourselves from trouble, but we can dance through the puddles of life with a rainbow smile, twirling the only umbrella we need-the umbrella if God’s love. His covering of grace is sufficient for any problem we may have. His joy will be your constant source of strength.
Joy for a Woman’s Soul, p 91
Promises of Joy, p 316
- Lady in a Box: Oh, Mr. Webb, is there any culture or love or beauty in Grover's Corners?
- Mr Webb: Well, ma'am, there ain't much-not in the sense you mean. Come to think of it, there's some girls that play the piano at High School Commencement; but they ain't happy about it. No, ma'am, there isn't much culture; but maybe this is the place to tell you that we've got a lot of pleasures of a kind here: we like the sun comin' up over the mountain in the morning, and we all notice a good deal about the birds. We pay a lot of attention to them. And we watch the change of seasons, yes, everybody knows them. But those other things- you're right, ma'am -there ain't much. (Robinson Crusoe) and the Bible; and Handel's "Largo," we all know that; and Whistler's "Mother"-those are just about as far as we go.
- Lady in a Box: So I thought. Thank you, Mr. Webb.
Anywhere you are, I am near
Anywhere you go, I’ll be there
Anytime you whisper my name, you’ll see
How every single promise I keep
Cuz what kind of guy would I be
If I was to leave when you need me most
What are words
If you really don’t mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they’re only for good times
Then they don’t
When it’s love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, They never go away
They live on, even when we’re gone
And I know an angel was sent just for me
And I know I’m meant to be where I am
And I’m gonna be
Standing right beside her tonight
And I’m gonna be by your side
I would never leave when she needs me most
I’m forever keeping my angel close
Everytime I listen to this song, I imagine Jesus singing it to me. Thank you, God, for Your unfailing love, mercy, grace and faithfulness. =)
Remember to spend time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person will grow up and leave your side.
Remember to give a warm to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember to say,”I love you” to your spouse and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be the again. Give time to love, give time to speak, give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
The Paradox of Our Time; Dr Bob Moorehead
@ On Higher Ground, Reggie Lee; pg 152
Shell, Wong Fu Productions