Thoughts and Quotes of a Curious Mind

> • Reflect upon your years of elementary and secondary education > and select a person, an event, or a class that has had a great impact on your life and explain your selection. >  >  > In my whole elementary and secondary school life no other educationalist has had a more determining influence on me than Mr. Young. >  > I remember as if it was yesterday. The icy morning wind howled through the oak trees once green but now hanging limply vulnerable to the battering wind as their bare boughs tell their own sad story. A twisted branch scraped the large window above causing a screeching noise sending shivers down my spine. I was still in shock after hearing myself accept the Dean’s proposition to just go and mingle with the rest of the Form and kicked myself hard under the chair. Here I was in my first Secondary year in a new school, a new place even a relatively new country, no friends or relations for miles on end but destined to acquaint myself with...

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly. hold fast to dreams for when dreams go life is a barren field frozen with snow. I look at my own body  With eyes no longer blind-  And I see that my own hands can make  The world that’s in my mind. Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die? Oh, God of Dust and Rainbows, Help us to see That without the dust the rainbow Would not be. I tire so of hearing people say, Let things take their course. Tomorrow is another day. I do not need my freedom when I’m dead. I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread. America never was America to me And yet I swear this oath – America will be! We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand o...

Standing in your ruins, feels a lot like the end So used to losing, you're afraid to try again Right now all you see are ashes Where there was a flame The truth is that you're not forgotten 'Cause Grace knows your name God's not done with you Even with your broken heart and your wounds and your scars God's not done with you Even when you're lost and it's hard and you're falling apart God's not done with you It's not over, it's only begun So don't hide, don't run 'Cause God's not done with you There's a light you don't notice Until you're standing in the dark And there's a strength that's growing Inside your shattered heart He's got a plan, this is part of it He's gonna finish what He started He's got a plan, this is part of it He's gonna finish what He started He's not done God's not done writing your story No, He's not done God's not done with you!

When he told you you're not good enough When he told you you're not right When he told you you're not strong enough To put up a good fight When he told you you're not worthy When he told you you're not loved When he told you you're not beautiful That you'll never be enough Fear, he is a liar He will take your breath Stop you in your steps Fear he is a liar He will rob your rest Steal your happiness Cast your fear in the fire 'Cause fear he is a liar When he told you were troubled You'll forever be alone When he told you you should run away You'll never find a home When he told you you were dirty And you should be ashamed When he told you you could be the one That grace could never change Fear he is a liar He will take your breath Stop you in your steps Fear he is a liar He will rob your rest Steal your happiness Cast your fear in the fire 'Cause fear he is a liar Let Your fire fall and cast out all my fea...

I keep fighting voices in my mind that say I'm not enough Every single lie that tells me I will never measure up Am I more than just the sum of every high and every low Remind me once again just who I am because I need to know You say I am loved when I can't feel a thing You say I am strong when I think I am weak And you say I am held when I am falling short And when I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours And I believe  Oh I believe  What You say of me  The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity Taking all I have and now I'm laying it at Your feet You have every failure, God, You have every victory

God Is For You He will rejoice over you. — Zephaniah 3:17 God is for you. Turn to the sidelines; that’s God cheering your run. Look past the finish line; that’s God applauding your steps. Listen for Him in the bleachers, shouting your name. Too tired to continue? He’ll carry you. Too discouraged to fight? He’s picking you up. God is for you. Had He a calendar, your birthday would be circled. If he drove a car, your name would be on His bumper. If there’s a tree in Heaven, He’s carved your name in the bark. “Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne?” God asks in Isaiah 49:15 (NIV). What a bizarre question. Can you mothers imagine feeding your infant and then later asking, “What was that baby’s name?” No. I’ve seen you care for your young. You stroke the hair, you touch the face, you sing the name over and over. Can a mother forget? No way. But “even if she could forget her children, I will not forget you,” God pledges (...

 See him lying on a bed of straw A drafty stable w an open door Mary cradling the babe she bore The prince of glory was his name Star of silver streak across the sky show where Jesus ina manger lie sherpepard sleeping from your stoop arise and see the savior of the world Oh now carry me to Bethlehem ————- Behind the Veil of your vision mountains are moving 

Calloused and bruised/ dazed and confused My Spirit is left wanting something more Than my selfish hopes/ and my selfish dreams I’m lying with my face down to the floor I’m crying out for more Give me Words to speak Don’t let my Spirit sleep Cause I can’t think of anything worth saying But I know that I owe You my life So give me Words to speak Don’t let my Spirit sleep Every night, every day/ I find that I have nothing left to say So I stand here in silence awaiting Your guidance I’m wanting only Your voice to be heard Let them be Your Words I just don’t understand this life that I’ve been living I just don’t understand these lies I’ve been believing I just don’t understand

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it. Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved. Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything good in the world. The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt within the heart. There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his. College isn't the place to go for ideas. When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed do...

"Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away." — Sarah Kay, Writer "At the beach, life is different. Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun." — Sandy Gingras, Writer "When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused." — Rainer Maria Rilke, Poet "The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace." — Kate Chopin, Writer "I love the sea's sounds and the way it reflects the sky. The colors that shimmer across its surface are unbelievable. This, combined with the color of the water over white sand, surprise...