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Sunday, 22 April 2007

happy 7th b-day rose

the little sis playing with a present...

this is what happens when you forget to bring water baloons for a game...you become the game

Posted by middie at 05:40

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Lindsey said...: very cute mia!!; 24 April 2007 at 06:30

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middie: we have already peered into the depths of that conscience and must now do so again, although we cannot do so without trembling. Nothing is more terrifying than contemplation of this kind. Nothing discernible to the eye of the spirit is more brilliant or obscure than man; nothing is more formidable, more complex, mysterious and infinite. There is a prospect greater than the sea, and it is the sky; there is a prospect greater than the sky, and it is the human soul. Conscience is the labyrinth of illusion, desire and pursuit, the furnace of dreams, the repository of thoughts of which we are ashamed; it is the pandemonium of sophistry, the battlefield of passions. To peer at certain moments into the wide drawn face of a human being in the act of reflection, to see something of what lies beyond their outward silence, is to discern struggle on a Homeric scale, conflicts of dragons and hydras, aerial hosts as in Milton, towering vistas as in Dante. The infinite space that each man carries within himself, wherin despairingly he contrasts the movements of his spirit with the acts of his life, is an overpowering thing.-Victor Hugo

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The air which our bodies requires envelopes us on every hand. The air of itself seeks to enter our bodies and, for this reason exerts pressure upon us. It is well known that it is more difficult to hold one's breath than it is to breathe. The air which our souls need also envelopes us at all times and on all sides. God is round about us in Christ on every hand, with His many sided and all sufficient grace. All we need to do is open our hearts and breath, for Prayer is the breath of the soul.

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