PRIME EXAMPLE of "retarded" thinking = It's ok to show sexual situations, violence, drug use and so on as long as no one says fuck, shit, ass n such. THAT is retarded, to the definition. . . . . . . . 😅bad words 😆 These are bad words, says the people that LIE constantly to themselves and others, don't say those, you'll offend God, so says a group of delusional liars🤣 . . . . . . . talk about "retarded" 😆🤣
The frog was already in the snake’s mouth and somehow got away…does anyone what snake this is? Water moccasin?
A grandmother weaves a blanket for her grandchild from the scraps of her family’s worn clothes. As she weaves, she tells stories: of the stars, of the buffalo, of laughter and sorrow. When the blanket is finished, she tells the child, “This is not to keep you warm. This is to remind you who you are.”
That child grows up, leaves the land, forgets the stories—but one cold night in a city far away, he wraps himself in the old blanket. And he remembers.
The blanket had not just been woven from cloth—it had been woven from love, memory, and identity.
Happy Mother’s Day to all Mothers and Grandmothers❤️
Friends,
in the face of all that we are witnessing in the world today, who hasn't asked themself at times, "What can little old me change"? It's a common question and we've all asked it before.
It's actually a very important one to ask, but most don't realize how powerful the real answer is.
Let us explain in today's Sunday Sermon 👇🏽
Hello friends,
it's time for a Sunday Sermon again:-)
It's very interesting how something that can help us so greatly and expand us forward into greater wellbeing can also be the thing that holds us back or locks us in at times.
Does that sound like a paradox? Well, let us explain...👇🏽
