Luke’s wife bought a new line of expensive cosmetics guaranteed to make her look years younger. After a lengthy sitting before the mirror applying the “miracle” products she asked, “Darling, honestly what age would you say I am?” Looking over her carefully, Luke replied, “Judging from your skin, twenty; your hair, eighteen; and your figure, twenty-five.”
“Oh, you flatterer!” she gushed.
“Hey, wait a minute!” Luke interrupted. “I haven’t added them up yet.”
Your Faith gives me strength Your smiles wash away my sorrows your touch heals my wounds You are in my blood and my soul… There is nothing more I want from this world but you my Messiah
Your Faith gives me strength Your smiles wash away my sorrows your touch heals my wounds You are in my blood and my soul… There is nothing more I want from this world but you my Messiah
**The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them with our own image - otherwise, we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them. **