Danh ngôn của Joseph B. Wirthlin

Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!
Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!
Một số kỷ niệm không thể nào quên, vẫn còn sống động và ấm lòng!
Tác giả: Joseph B. Wirthlin | Chuyên mục: Thanksgiving | Sứ mệnh: [8]
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng tác giả: Joseph B. Wirthlin
- The more often we see the things around us - even the beautiful and wonderful things - the more they become invisible to us. That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world: the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds - even those we love. Because we see things so often, we see them less and less.
- You can find peace amidst the storms that threaten you.
- Giant oak trees... have deep root systems that can extend two-and-one-half times their height. Such trees rarely are blown down regardless of how violent the storms may be.
- Oh, it is wonderful to know that our Heavenly Father loves us - even with all our flaws! His love is such that even should we give up on ourselves, He never will.
- We see ourselves in terms of yesterday and today. Our Heavenly Father sees us in terms of forever.
Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Thanksgiving
- Across Central Virginia, the traditions of Thanksgiving bring us closer together with those we love. We gather with family and close friends, we share memories and laughter, and we give thanks for the profound blessing of living in the United States.
- Holiday binge-buying has deep roots in American culture: department stores have been associating turkey gluttony with its spending equivalent since they began sponsoring Thanksgiving Day parades in the early 20th century.
- I think most people have that crazy uncle they sit at Thanksgiving dinner with: someone they disagree with politically but love them anyway.
- From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
- I'm thankful for every moment.