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Stop trying so hard

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Keep your faith strong; continually praise and thank the Lord, and you will be blessed.

Originally posted on Chris Martin Writes:

There are so many things we strive for in this life. Happiness, success, peace, joy, recognition…the list could go on for quite a while. The world believes all those things are possible if we just work hard enough. Just put in a little more effort to reach goals. Don’t let anything get in our way.

God’s love is exactly the opposite, and it contains anything and everything we will ever need. We don’t have to work hard to earn it. God said “Here you go,” and sent us Jesus. He died a horrible death on the cross to reconcile us back to our Father.

Stop trying to do everything, and surrender yourself to God.

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fizzmas: a bubbly for every ballad

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Please remember to drink responsibly and NEVER DRINK & DRIVE.

Originally posted on grapefriend:

jingle-bell-rock-vector-17921I listen to holiday songs all December long. I’m partial to jazz versions, although this season I’ve also been all about “Christmas in Hollis.” But there’s a version for every tune-taste out there, just like there’s a style of bubbly to match each song!

Jingle Bell Rock: fun and fizzy Prosecco, like LaLuca. Such a great value at $12 here, and the bottle makes it look like it’s way more expensive.

I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas: Blanc de blancs Champagne (had a great Roederer one last night, $75). Blanc de blancs means it’s made with only white-grape Chardonnay, and tend to be a bit lighter and more ethereal than ones that also include Pinot Noir and Pinot Meunier.

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer: Lambrusco which is red, and an oddball. I love the dry ones like 2013 Cleto Chiarli Vecchia Modena Premium Lambrusco di Sorbara (about $15) and Donelli Lambrusco di…

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Perseverance, perfectionism, and the impossible


Writing is not as easy as I thought it would be, but it’s still fun.

Originally posted on Cristian Mihai:

impossibleIn a way, I believe that all artists are possessed by this silly ambition: they want to do something no one else has thought of doing before them. They want to create something that’s unique. And perfect. And so they try, again and again, and they always fail. It seems to me that this is what truly motivates us.

We keep on writing because nothing we write is good enough, or at least, as good as we think it should be. Or as good as we think it deserves to be.

No story is ever “finished.” There’s always something to change, to add, to remove.

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What is The True Religeon

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Faith in God, believing and accepting Jesus as your Savior is the only true religion as far as I’m concerned.

Originally posted on Angel Fish Blog:

I am within the mark when i say that all the armies that ever marched, and all the navies that ever built, and all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life. – James c Hefley
The one that practices a real love for you’re enemy. the one that corrects them when they are wrong, and tries to show them the truth even when they dont want to hear it. The same one that exist today that is the sole reason we no longer throw people into a Colosseum with Lions for public sport. The one that gave birth to the idea of hospitals and orphanages instead of tossing the sick and parent-less into the city dump like unwanted garbage (True story btw), The one that invented…

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Another good set of lyrics.

Originally posted on Chris Martin Writes:

I’ve been writing some lyrics the last couple of days. That’s how it happens for me. I’ll go for months not writing anything like that, and then all of a sudden, BOOM, I start getting ideas like crazy. This morning’s creation is entitled Arise.

Copyright 2014 Chris Martin

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There was a time when darkness was all I knew
Living for me, not even thinking about You
Pushing the limits, testing Your reach
Running from the light, dying inside of me

But Your hand reached down, despite my shame
A whisper in the night, You called me by name
You said arise, my son, it’s time to come home
There was never a time when you were all alone


Step out of the darkness and into the light
Death and sin have forever lost the fight

Bringing hope with a brand new day

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Forever Lord

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I love his verses. Too bad I don’t write music either.

Originally posted on Chris Martin Writes:

Even though I have no musical skills whatsoever, I enjoy writing song lyrics. Knowing all that Christ went through for me at the Cross, I can’t help but continually write out my appreciation. I wrote these lyrics earlier this morning.

Jesus didn’t die on that Cross to point out our sin, He died to demonstrate how much the Father loves us. How much value we have. How much worth. Life can beat us up, people can say or think what they want about us, but it doesn’t matter. We were created in the very image of God Himself. That means our value and worth were already determined. Jesus paid a high price for us. Let’s follow Him.

Forever Lord
Copyright 2014 Chris Martin

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The day was dark, love hung on a tree
Crimson stains, nail scarred hands
Crown of thorns that bit so deep
The look in His…

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How my Mom’s Quilts made me a better App Developer


I love the comparison!

Originally posted on tonotmissthebliss:

On the spectrum of humanity’s capacity for cleanliness, there are times when I can be rather messier than most. However, when I’m working on a project that requires more intensive thought than usual, I gain this odd tendency to clean my room (also my work area) nearly spotless. Declutter the room -> declutter the mind.

Laundry -> Closet (Out of sight, out of mind, right?)

Trash -> IN THE Trash

Desk -> Wiped

The room cleaning finisher, the almighty:

Bed -> Made.

Of course now that a monumental challenging task was completed, it was time to relax for a moment. So with my arms spread airplane style, I lunge face first onto my newly made bed. I decided to have a look around. And thats when I saw the seams.

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