Pastel Inspirational Quotes

Here at our ministry we refuse to present a picture of “gentle Jesus, meek and mild,” a portrait that tugs at your sentiments or pulls at your heartstrings. That’s because we deal with so many people who suffer, and when you’re hurting hard, you’re neither helped nor inspired by a syrupy picture of the Lord, like those sugary, sentimental images many of us grew up with. You know what I mean? Jesus with His hair parted down the middle, surrounded by cherubic children and bluebirds. Come on. Admit it: When your heart is being wrung out like a sponge, when you feel like Morton’s salt is being poured into your wounded soul, you don’t want a thin, pale, emotional Jesus who relates only to lambs and birds and babies. You want a warrior Jesus. You want a battlefield Jesus. You want his rigorous and robust gospel to command your sensibilities to stand at attention. To be honest, many of the sentimental hymns and gospel songs of our heritage don’t do much to hone that image. One of the favorite words of hymn writers in days gone by was sweet. It’s a term that down’t have the edge on it that it once did. When you’re in a dark place, when lions surround you, when you need strong help to rescue you from impossibility, you don’t want “sweet.” You don’t want faded pastels and honeyed softness. You want mighty. You want the strong arm an unshakable grip of God who will not let you go — no matter what.

A broken soul always finds its missing half.

And gradually you'll bloom For- it takes time for a flower To bloom

My Floating Sea" "Pastel colors reflect in my opening eyes and draw my gaze to a horizon where the waters both begin and end. This early in the day I can easily stare without blinking. The pale sea appears calm, but it is stormy just as often. I awe at the grandeur, how it expands beyond my sight to immeasurable depths. In every direction that I twist my neck, a beauteous blue is there to console me. Flowing, floating ribbons of mist form on these pale waters. In harmony they pirouette, creating a stretch of attractive, soft swirls. Swoosh! The wind, its strength in eddies and twisters, smears the art of dancing clouds, and the white disperses like startled fairies fleeing into the forest. Suddenly all is brilliant blue. The waters calm and clear. It warms me. Pleases me. Forces my eyes to close at such vast radiance. My day is spent surrounded by this ethereal sea, but soon enough the light in its belly subsides. Rich colors draw my gaze to the opposite horizon where the waters both begin and end. I watch the colors bleed and deepen. They fade into black. Yawning, I cast my eyes at tiny gleams of life that drift within the darkened waters. I extend my reach as if I could will my arm to stretch the expanse between me and eons. How I would love to brush a finger over a ray of living light, but I know I cannot. Distance deceives me. These little breathing lights floating in blackness would truly reduce me to the tiniest size, like a mountain stands majestic over a single wild flower. I am overwhelmed by it all and stare up, in love with the floating sea above my head.

Our Haiti villages contain 40-50 brightly pastel colored concrete homes for families of eight, a community center that houses a school, church and clinic, clean drinking water, renewable food and some form of free enterprise so the village can be self-reliant. In addition, we provide meals in our schools and orphanages (2 part protein, 1 part carbohydrate).

Aleka was an obvious stand-in for River, who yearned to inspire the world But disturbingly, even in this pastel-colored idyll, he could only achieve that dream by dying.

Based on the Waste." By Aron Micko H.B Pure hot chocolate milk love to drink; I've got a pen and my time is to start to think. I forgot to take a vitamin C with zinc; However, the moment is starting to sync. I lost along the way, not doublethink; Imagination runs fast, stare and wink. The right brain forgot the word critic; In some laziness of the left brain link. I saw my pastel lose the color pink. I drop accidentally all colors shrink; The smoke coming in the door stink; My nose starts to smell some sink. My hand start to flow no more think; Drop someone's chocolate milk drink. I drew strange lady, a blink; Trying to waste my mom's ballpen ink.

Winter brings a colder palette with more heavy blue and violet, Fall has substantial more reddish and brown, Summer brings a variation of pastel colours and Spring fresh green and tangerine.

The following books proved invaluable in the research and inspiration for this novel: The Dictionary of Demons by M. Belanger. United States of Jihad: Investigating America’s Homegrown Terrorists by Peter Bergen. Pastels and Pedophiles: Inside the Mind of QAnon by Mia Bloom and Sophia Moskalenko. We Need to Do Something by Max Booth III. The Bewdley Mayhem Omnibus by Tony Burgess. Pontypool (the play) by Tony Burgess. The Violence by Delilah Dawson. And Then I Woke Up by Malcolm Devlin. The Passage by Justin Cronin. Dark Persuasion: A History of Brainwashing from Pavlov to Social Media by Joel E. Dimsdale. Meme Wars: The Untold Story of the Online Battles Upending Democracy in America by Joan Donovan, Emily Dreyfuss, and Brian Friedberg. In the Skin of a Jihadist by Anna Erelle. A Good and Happy Child by Justin Evans. Domestic Darkness: An Insider’s Account of the January 6th Insurrection, and the Future of Right-Wing Extremism by Julie Farnam. Boys in the Valley by Philip Fracassi. Come Closer by Sara Gran. Pandemonium by Daryl Gregory. Slenderman: Online Obsession, Mental Illness, and the Violent Crime of Two Midwestern Girls by Kathleen Hale. All These Subtle Deceits by C. S. Humble. The Plague Cycle: The Unending War Between Humanity and Infectious Disease by Charles Kenny. Cell by Stephen King. Doppelgänger by Naomi Klein. The Night Guest by Hildur Knutsdottir, translated by Mary Robinette Kowal. “Hyphae” by John Langan, featured in the anthology Fungi. The Many Hauntings of the Manning Family by Lorien Lawrence. The Penguin Book of Exorcisms, edited by Joseph P. Laycock. Spirit Possession Around the World, edited by Joseph P. Laycock. Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds by Charles Mackay. Daphne and Incidents Around the House by Josh Malerman. Demon Possession: A Medical, Historical, Anthropological, and Theological Symposium, edited by John Warwick Montgomery. The Demonism of the Ages, Spirit Obsessions, Oriental and Occidental Occultism by J. M. Peebles. American Girls: One Woman’s Journey into the Islamic State and Her Sister’s Fight to Bring Her Home by Jessica Roy. Tell Me I’m Worthless by Alison Rumfitt. Deliver Us from Evil: A New York City Cop Investigates the Supernatural by Ralph Sarchie and Lisa Collier Cool. A Head Full of Ghosts by Paul Tremblay. Escaping the Rabbit Hole: How to Debunk Conspiracy Theories Using Facts, Logic and Respect by Mick West.