Le figuier sans figues 12 Le jour suivant, ils sortent de Béthanie. Jésus a faim. 13 Il voit de loin un figuier avec des feuilles et il s’approche pour chercher des fruits. Mais, quand il est près de l’arbre, il ne trouve que des feuilles. En effet, ce n’est pas la saison des figues. 14 […]
Jésus entre à Jérusalem 1 Jésus et ses disciples approchent de Jérusalem. Ils sont près de Bethfagé et de Béthanie, vers le mont des Oliviers. Jésus envoie deux disciples 2 en leur disant: « Allez dans le village qui est devant vous. Là, vous verrez tout de suite un petit âne attaché avec une corde. […]
For those who remember their Latin classes. Amo, Amas, I Love a Lass – Anonymous, Published in London, 1764, arr. Marshall Bartholomew; Wheaton College Men’s Glee Club; Mary Hopper, director Amo, amas, I love a lass As a cedar tall and slender; Sweet cowslip’s grace is her nominative case, And she’s of the feminine gender. […]
Trump’s campaign manager, Brad Parscale, has said that the Trumps are set to become a Kennedy-like dynasty. Say what? Parscale elaborated at California’s Republican Party convention last August. “I think you see that from Don Jr. I think you see that from Ivanka. You see it from Jared. You see it from all,” he said. […]
Originally posted on forgottenmeadows:
When I found love, the clouds drifted in the breeze, the morning smiled with ease, and I whistled with the trees. When I found love, the first light, kissed the skies, answering all my whys, leading me, to you. free image from google/ poetry copyright neha 2020
Originally posted on Source of Inspiration:
The coin has two faces; turn the coin over to choose dawn or sunset day or night where will your spirit roam? You can not escape your choices even not choosing is a choice to give others your power. Who you are today results from past choices. Who you…
Originally posted on Smell The Coffee:
? Even when clothed in the bright colours of a peacock’s feathers…. the light plays games when it peaks through dry dead branches as it chases the darkness into the shadows And time passes so differently here ….it beckons to the future ….and veils the past ……a future ……
Originally posted on The world according to RedCat:
Tim Green from Bradford [CC BY 2.0] From tan to brown, to black and back againEvery shade but whiteYou say we’re worth different, due to sight?I can’t possibly have heard you right?There are NO human racesJust different phenotypesNo master people, to rule us allJust insatiable power hungry…
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Pour out the limitations. Excessive verb tension does its due damage. Suddenly, a mist is lifted and reveals a destination. Comes a time to swallow all your useless worry. The silence turns to perfume when it hits you in the skin. -r. miller
Originally posted on TheSeedSowerz Communications:
This Phoenix may never rise A blight orchard Plagued with sorrow What light will fill her void? The fire burns But nothing lasts
