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You Are a Purple Flower
A purple flower tends to represent success, grace, and elegance.
At times, you are faithful like a violet.
And other times, you represent luxury, like a wisteria.
And more than you wish, you find yourself heartbroken like a lilac.
What Color Flower Are You?
*sigh* so correct. And who would have guessed that purple flowers are so my favorite! Especially lilacs. When our lilac bushes are flowering, my favorite thing ot do is to lay under it and just dream of things that make me happy.
People tend to see sad and bad things as huge events in there lives and yet all the happy things tend to be seen as small and insignificant. Why is this? Does it surprise you that most people suffer from depression at some point in their lives? Let's do something to change our dark world. Try this: SMILE! Even when you don't feel like it. Because when you smile, people tend to relax. And when people relax, they are generally nicer to be around, making the world happy!
Focus on the happy things of life. Stop and smell the flowers around you. God plants little surprises for you everyday. Take time to enjoy them. Life is short, why spend the precious time you have here rushing around like a chicken with its head cut off? Spend time doing things you enjoy. Take 5 minutes every now and again to just think about something good that has happened to you and then praise God for that thing.
I think if we all just focused on the good in our lives a little more instead of all the bad stuff, things just mit seem a little brighter!
Just a thought.
Well, I'm out for now.
I'm going to go lay in the sun and sing with the radio at the top of my lungs, because it will make me laugh and laughing releases endorphins, and endorphins make your body happy.
Here's some great song lyrics to consider.............
"Which Jesus do you follow? Which Jesus do you serve? If Ephesians says to imitate Christ Then why do you look so much like the world?
Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and liars He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand
Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars He loved the poor and accosted the rich So which one do you want to be?
Who is this that you follow This picture of the American dream If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins But the Word says He was battered and scarred Or did you miss that part Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him
Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and the least of these He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable So which one do you want to be?
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church The blood and dirt on His feet would stain the carpet But He reaches for the hurting and despised the proud I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me Can I be like You Jesus? I want to be like my Jesus"
That's the cry of my heart today. What's yours?
A purple flower tends to represent success, grace, and elegance.
At times, you are faithful like a violet.
And other times, you represent luxury, like a wisteria.
And more than you wish, you find yourself heartbroken like a lilac.
What Color Flower Are You?
*sigh* so correct. And who would have guessed that purple flowers are so my favorite! Especially lilacs. When our lilac bushes are flowering, my favorite thing ot do is to lay under it and just dream of things that make me happy.
People tend to see sad and bad things as huge events in there lives and yet all the happy things tend to be seen as small and insignificant. Why is this? Does it surprise you that most people suffer from depression at some point in their lives? Let's do something to change our dark world. Try this: SMILE! Even when you don't feel like it. Because when you smile, people tend to relax. And when people relax, they are generally nicer to be around, making the world happy!
Focus on the happy things of life. Stop and smell the flowers around you. God plants little surprises for you everyday. Take time to enjoy them. Life is short, why spend the precious time you have here rushing around like a chicken with its head cut off? Spend time doing things you enjoy. Take 5 minutes every now and again to just think about something good that has happened to you and then praise God for that thing.
I think if we all just focused on the good in our lives a little more instead of all the bad stuff, things just mit seem a little brighter!
Just a thought.
Well, I'm out for now.
I'm going to go lay in the sun and sing with the radio at the top of my lungs, because it will make me laugh and laughing releases endorphins, and endorphins make your body happy.
Here's some great song lyrics to consider.............
"Which Jesus do you follow? Which Jesus do you serve? If Ephesians says to imitate Christ Then why do you look so much like the world?
Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and liars He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand
Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars He loved the poor and accosted the rich So which one do you want to be?
Who is this that you follow This picture of the American dream If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins But the Word says He was battered and scarred Or did you miss that part Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him
Cause my Jesus bled and died He spent His time with thieves and the least of these He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable So which one do you want to be?
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church The blood and dirt on His feet would stain the carpet But He reaches for the hurting and despised the proud I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me Can I be like You Jesus? I want to be like my Jesus"
That's the cry of my heart today. What's yours?