Two words come to mind when behavior in public or private exceeds the norm of just plain bad behavior: evil, vile.
Note these two words are spelled the same and mean virtually the same thing.
Evil: profoundly immoral and wicked.
Vile: morally despicable or abhorrent
The time has come to rid society and the world of vile evil; beginning today.
I’d love to be in on it but include me out.
The deafening silence was heard by all.
It’s an open secret that I love jumbo shrimps.
I’m clearly confused by passive aggressive behavior.
If you fall and break your legs, don’t come running to me.
I’m not sure but I can give you a definite perhaps.
Thank God I’m an atheist.
It’s absolutely impossible, but it has possibilities.
You get the idea; now you can have fun with oxymorons too, or you may accept to decline the suggestion.
Being between blogs, sheer boredom had me staring at the name on my body lotion container, Glysomed. While routinely rubbing the contents into my hands and arms, I began breaking the name down into as many different words as I could think of. I called this idle activity brain push-ups. It sounds somewhat like an activity don’t you think?
Bottom line is this one word, Glysomed, produced fifty 55 other words.
That was my brain push-up for the day…want to give it a try? Please let me know when you come up with more than fifty-five words, and accept my congratulations on being the best at brain push-ups. Happy Tuesday.
It is said a picture speaks louder than words.
There many things in everyday life that we can pass on to others in their time of need, namely:
A smile A song A good thought A good word A prayer A special gift A hug A good deed A word of encouragement
Whatever moves you to share…pass it on. Happy Saturday.
Yesterday I learned of the death of twenty-seven-year-old Jona Kay who died in a car accident on May 7th. Jona is the granddaughter of Butch and Bonnie Dean, fellow bloggers and lovely people.
In their own words “There Are No Words” to describe the pain and anguish this family is suffering.
No, there are no words, but each of us can find words of prayer for God’s peace and comfort for Bonnie and Butch and all of Jona’s family.
Thank you for helping to ease their pain.
It came up in a Bible study…”What does the word ‘glory’ mean to you? I wasn’t there, but when told about the question my mind immediately went into overdrive about this word ‘glory’.
My first thought was that glory is a word of profound beauty…as in the morning glory flowers that adorn so many garden arbors. That led me to think of the term, “Give God the glory”. It is a phrase used when something wonderful and beautiful takes place and in Christian parlance we refer it back to God.
When I think of God and blooming morning glories, adoration comes to mind. I adore them both…God more so.
I’ll leave you to ponder this word and the glory it brings to mind. Have a glorious day. Happy Sunday.
Some people get hung up on the word, “repent”. It seems to automatically ring a ‘religion’ bell in their head and they are turned off probably because of Acts 2:38 where Peter tells the people, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins…”
In this regard repent means to be sorry for living in ways that dishonor God.
However, Professor Robert Wall, Professor of Scripture and Wesleyan Studies, adds that it is “the internal and intellectual act of exchanging old beliefs for new ones.”
To me, this explanation is much more digestible and may appeal to those outside of religion as well as to the religious.
The internal and intellectual act of exchanging old beliefs for new ones…it makes me happy that I got hung up on a word.
This post was prompted by a blog from Matthew Ruttan’s devotional, UP, on April 29th.
I heard a radio program on Saturday that really made me stop and think about how some words come about…like the following:
How did a head be come a noggin…
A breast become a boob…
An abdomen become a belly…
A stomach become a gut…
A hand become a paw…
Buttocks become a bum…
Navel become a belly button…
A mouth become a yap…
An elbow become a funny bone…
The little finger become a pinky…
A nose become a schnoz…
I’ll call the end of this a wrap and could probably think of many more examples but I’m sure you get the gist…got some words you’d like to talk about?
While visiting a happily married young couple, I was struck by a comment the husband made about his wife…”She was my last first date.”
A well known Canadian journalist commented on TV that the result of a recent Provincial leadership race was a “disaster wrapped in a calamity”.
There’s a crack in everything…that’s how the light gets in. Leonard Cohen
Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds, you can grow flowers or you can grow weeds. ©Wisdom Quotes and Stories
Don’t play the victim to circumstances you created. Pinterest
Never compromise the truth lest you find yourself living a lie. pab