Pictures and Poetry
Mama's Coffee Shop - 15 Grammar Mistakes that make you look silly How many times during a conversation have you cringed when the other person used the incorrect word? You haven’t slightly pulled your shoulders up and hoped that the couple in the next booth missed the grammatical error? Well, I have and I just found a great infographic by copyblogger that shows their pick of the Top 15.
The Handwritten - Oxygen - Genesis 2:7 Then the LORD God formed a man[a] from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.
Pictures of Poverty - Jumping into World Water Day : Ecuador
Compassion - World Water Day 2012 - For the Love of Water - But more importantly, especially today — World Water Day — it’s necessary to remember that water is life.
The Handwritten - No Aplologies - Colossians 1:24 - Now I rejoice in what I am suffering for you, and I fill up in my flesh what is still lacking in regard to Christ’s afflictions, for the sake of his body, which is the church.
The Esau Project - Of Calloused Hands and Calloused Hearts -With our hearts too. We want to be vulnerable so people can relate. We want our hearts to break for injustice. And it’s easy if we’re too much of one way or another to get burned out and just let our callouses grow thick to where we can’t feel anything. And when you can’t feel anything, you can’t feel your heart breaking.
Compassion- A Man of Suffering, Familiar with Pain - As much as I take comfort in knowing that Christ secured my eternity through His ultimate sacrifice, I also am very comforted knowing that as a human, Jesus experienced all of the sorrow, pain, suffering and grief that we all go through.
Courtesy of Compassion International: http://blog.compassion.com/care-and-comfort-a-man-of-suffering-familiar-with-pain/#ixzz1q2g4UdCe
Goins, Writer- Struggle is a sure sign you are creating art - We all have our struggles — our obstacles and hardships. If we’re not careful, they can hold us back from moving forward, from doing what really matters.
I’m learning an important lesson about struggle and art: Creation always comes from chaos.
This is my blog - What I learned before 5 am - Sometimes, when we are walking our path, when we are following God's call, we are surrounded by others, following their own calling. We are still doing what we are supposed to be doing, but there are others beside us. Individually, we aren't making as much noise, God has called us to work as part of a bigger plan.
DRGT: Just Wondering - A Lenten Journey: Climbing to the Cross: Day 24 - I have a confession to make.
At this point in Lent, I am tired of Lent.
There. I've said it. I've put it in black and white (or black on blue on this particular blog).
Laura Parker: A Life Overseas - When a guy proposes on the first date (A Guest Post and a Book Giveaway.) - Our Americans and Europeans come with the assumption that dating happens after a long spell of friendship and getting to know one another. This worldview was challenged when some of our Africans from various countries would propose marriage near the beginning of the friendship.
AND it seems to be Shawn Smucker week
Shawn Smucker - When a Woman isn't allowed to run the race - It turns out Kathrine Switzer became the first woman to run the Boston marathon in 1967. But it wasn’t until the race had already begun that race organizer Jock Semple realized a woman was running. (That’s him in the suit trying to rip her numbers off.) Reportedly, he chased her down, shouting:
“Get the hell out of my race and give me those numbers.”Shawn Smucker - When a Woman isn't allowed to run the race (The Picture of the Tackle) - A few of you were wondering what happened to the race organizer in the suit trying to chase down Kathrine Switzer at the Boston Marathon and rip off her race numbers because she was a woman and he didn’t want any women running in his race. Turns out, a huge dude body checked him.
Shawn Smucker - Palm Trees can be very convincing (Or the problem with comfort) - This is the most comfortable spot we’ve been in during our entire trip. No need to drive anywhere. No diesel required. Palm trees on the other side of the street wave their fronds up and down, up and down, moving in a rhythm not unlike the sweeping movement of a hypnotist’s locket and chain. The leaning trees whisper to us:
Shawn Smucker - Mama for a Moment - The social worker had a thin frame and kind eyes. He hefted the bloated baby as gently as he could through my front door and set him on the family room floor. He gave me the blue folder, thick with legal jargon and cobbled details of a life not yet a year long but already so laden. The sweet boy, immobilized by his own weight, looked up at me with such innocence to his whole situation, eyes like dark chocolate under curled lashes, and all his weight immobilized me too.