Our walk with God is often compared to walking in a dark hallway without a light. Yet, despite how often that comparison is made, it is false. We may be walking in a hall that is hard to see in, but God has given us the light we need. The moment we received Him and the Holy Spirit came to live in us, a light was sparked that will never go out. Read more for letting your light shine unhindered.
It was 3 am and they were still working. Coffee was what kept them awake and final projects were slowly getting completed. It was the second week in a row they had pulled at least one all-nighter, stressed and overwhelmed by the sheer amount of work needed to be completed. They yearned for sleep, and an escape from all the work that needed to be done, yet were met with silence and another labored page for their essay.
No doubt, she was starving herself. She was unhappy with her image and was getting bullied for it. She had chosen to starve herself to lose weight. She had become bulimic to fool her family. Cracked lips and tired eyes plagued her life and she could barely pay attention in class. All based on the thought “Maybe, just maybe, this will work. Maybe now I will be accepted.” But the thought was not hers. The voice had crept in fooling her mind but it couldn’t fool her body. The voice told her, “You want to eat? Bite your tongue….” She laid on her bed and cried, trapped.
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Imagine with me for a second that, for your entire life, you were told that the ocean was red. I’m not about to go into the details of why the red sea was named what it was, but just stay with me for a moment. Now imagine, that you are talking about the ocean with a friend. You would argue that the ocean was red as if it were a true fact because that was what you have been told. But why?
I looked at the page while putting my hands to the keys. I glanced over the notes and started playing. A#, D, C to F#, and so on. I slipped up here and there, but overall I did well. I glanced over the page again and focused on the areas I made mistakes. I looked for the hand patterns, and placement. I started over and played the piece. A few mistakes were still within the music but less than the first time. I started over once again and thought of the upcoming notes, the timings, and the hand placements. Perfect.