A copper retriever with her unoxidised puppies
“Your son is a soldier, Lirin. A soldier who inherited his father’s determination, skill, and compassion. You tell me honestly. Who would you rather have out there fighting? Some crazed killer who enjoys it, or the boy you trained to care?”
(Rhythm of War)
He had promised to help Azir. But why? Because his mother had trained him to care. As Dalinar had worked to make Adolin into a weapon, Evi had worked to make Adolin into one that had meaning.
(Wind and Truth)
I loved how those two passages rhymed. Kaladin and Adolin - the boys that care. I love them so much.
Alternate eye colour for Kaladin, and alternative state of awakening for Adolin's armour. 😂
And when Hebrews said that Jesus "taste[d] death for every man" and I Corinthians said "Death is swallowed up in victory" and "The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death."
When the Apostle Paul said “Where, O Death, is your victory? Where, O Death, is your sting?” and John Donne said “Death, be not proud,” and the Arcadian Wild said “May you know Death lost already,” and
The Christian life, from one angle, is the long journey of letting our natural assumption about who God is, over many decades, fall away, being slowly replaced with God’s own insistence on who he is. This is hard work. It takes a lot of sermons and a lot of suffering to believe that God’s deepest heart is “merciful and gracious, slow to anger.” The fall in Genesis 3 not only sent us into condemnation and exile. The fall also entrenched in our minds dark thoughts of God, thoughts that are only dug out over multiple exposures to the gospel over many years. Perhaps Satan’s greatest victory in your life today is not the sin in which you regularly indulge but the dark thoughts of God’s heart that cause you to go there in the first place and keep you cool toward him in the wake of it.
—Dane Ortlund, Gentle and Lowly
"While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease."
Reminder that spring will always come back, music will never stop being created, and there are still so many books left to read! You’re alive! You’re alive! You’re alive!
As someone who's been a lover of traditional folk music from the British Isles for several decades, one thing I've learned is that "True Love" didn't always mean what you think it means. In the older songs, "true love" is not some mystical quality, some type of connection that is magically better than other Loves. No. A love that is "true" merely means that your Love is "true TO YOU." "True" as in faithful and loyal and trustworthy. A lover who will stand by you and with you no matter what comes. True the way a good sword is True. True the way a good knight is loyal. The contrast is "False Love," which is a lover who betrays you, who cannot be trusted.
"True Love" isn't something you find, it's a vow and a choice that you make, every day, to BE TRUE.
I admire all kinds of nonsense, balderdash, hogwash, and above all, malarkey.
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