| Your Inner European is Dutch! |
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When I was in France, We went to the Sacré-Coeur. It is a giant church that sits on top of the highest point of the city, and you can look down on the whole city of Paris. When we got there it was like 10:30 so it was really dark. You could see the Eiffel tower in the distance and the lights from the city were beautiful. It's name means "the sacred heart" and it was seriously the most beautiful man-made place I've ever been. When we went inside to pray, there were candles lit everywhere and no one was allowed to speak at all. There is a massive painting of Jesus with his arms open across the ceiling of one of the domes. I was sitting in the pew with probably 50 other people around me, but I felt like I was by myself. I'm sure the other people felt like that too. It was so freakin beautiful, and I couldn't think about anything else but the beauty of what Jesus did for us. It is so beautiful. Forgivness is so beautiful. And when you see something that just takes your breath away, something about the beauty of it makes me remember how beautiful the cross is. I want to go back to that place, but oh yeah.... I live in Holt, MI.
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When you have realized that our position is nearly desperate you will begin to understand what the Christians are talking about. They offer explanation of how we got into our present state of both hating goodness and loving it. they offer an explanation of how God can be this impersonal mind at the back of the Moral Law and yet also a Person. They tell you how the demands of this law, which you and I cannot meet, have been met on our behalf, how God himself becomes a man to save man from the disapproval of God. It is an old story and if you want to go into it you will no doubt consult people who have more authority to talk about it than I have. All I am doing is to ask people to face the facts--to understand the questions which Christianity claims to answer. And they are very terrifying facts. I wish it was possible to say something more agreeable. But I must say what I think true. Of course, I quite agree that the Christian religion is, in the long run, a thing of unspeakable comfort. But it does not begin in comfort; it begins in the dismay I have been describing, and it is no use at all trying to go on that comfort without first going through that dismay. In religion, as in war and everything else, comfort is the one thing you cannot get by looking for it. If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end: if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth--only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin with and, in the end, despair. Most of us have got over the pre-war wishful thinking about international politics. It is time we did the same about religion.
This is Auderz, she was like totally not ready for this pic. hehehehe.
This is me and Auderz hehehehehehehehe. Kisses, muah LOL. We are so CCCCuuuuraaaaazzzyyy! OOOMMMMGGGG we look so bad!
"all a Girl really needs:
are her best friends * a
closet full of clothes
and* a cute boy to kiss."
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Requirements for a high school girl's online journal:
1) You must have a bunch of pictures of yourself hitting seductive poses.
2) Each picture must have an explaination of how bad you look in them, when really, you spent 3 hours getting ready to take them.
3)The colors of the text have to change frequently enough to give the reader a seizure.
4) You must only use internet grammar. On plural wordz, replace the "s" with a "z".
5)Each entry must be topped off with an extremely touching and meaningful quote, like the one in my example.
Neale Donald Walsch: How do you talk, and to whom?
GOD: I talk to everyone. All the time. The question is not to whom do I talk, But who listens?
Neale Donald Walsch: Expand on that subject.
GOD: First let's exchange the word talk with the word communicate. It's a much better word, a much fuller, more accurate one. When we try to speak to each other Me to you, you to Me, we are immediately constricted by the unbelievable limitation of words. For this reason, I do not communicate by words alone. In face, rarely do I do so. My most common form of communication is through feeling.
Feeling is the language of the soul.
If you want to know what's true for you about somthing, look to how you're feeling about it.
Feelings are somtimes diffucult to discover--and often even more diffucult to acknowledge. Yet hidden in your deepest feelings is your highest truth.
