This song is a worship classic, “Open The Eyes of My Heart, Lord” with Michael W. Smith. Take a few minutes to just worship the Lord with the music. All around us we are surrounded by miracles and blessings if we just take the time to look for them, instead of counting our burdens.
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refinery29 “As crazy as it sounds, I love my gold leg. It was the one thing I hid for so long. It was the one thing I didn't want. I had to build trust and realize that without that gold leg, I wouldn't be able to walk. It's a process becoming an amputee. It's a loss. But I must say I wouldn't feel like me without it! It's taken a lot to get to this point. I have grown so much in such a short time, slowly feeling like I got it. Realizing that our physical beings don't mean anything. It's…
Bridegroom, dear to my heart; goodly is your beauty, honeysweet; lion, dear to my heart. These are the passionate words of a lover to a king, from more than 4,000 years ago, in the oldest known love poem ever found.
"my heart is a thousand years old I am not like other people. I’d die on their picnic grounds smothered by their flags slugged by their songs unloved by their soldiers gored by their humor murdered by their concern. I am not like other people. I am burning in hell. the hell of myself." - Henry Charles Bukowski