richelle-goodrich

The soft heart is not a thing to harden but a treasure to protect. For soft hearts extend mercy, compassion, refuge, and God__ redemption to the world.

I couldn__ think of anyone I__ ever felt sorry for. There were plenty of kids I was envious of. There were others I achingly admired, but that might simply be another form of jealousy. Then there were those I feared, dreaded. And the worst of them, the man who shamed me. I could see my father__ angry features looming over my mother. I could clearly picture her beside him in his truck, cowering against the door while he belittled and assaulted her. I guess I did know someone I felt sorry for.

What kind of person is void of compassion? A heartless one. But alas, compassion cannot exist without the endurance of afflictions.

If we simply imagined that everyone who crossed our path was living out his or her very last day on Earth, we might treat people as kindly as we ought to each day they lived.

A single act of kindness is like a drop of oil on a patch of dry skin__eeping, spreading, and affecting more than the original need.

Walk with me for a while, my friend__ou in my shoes, I in yours__nd then let us talk.

One smile has the power to...Calm fears.Soften stone walls.Warm a cold heart.Invite a new friend.Mimic a loving hug.Beautify the bearer.Lighten heavy loads.Promote good deeds.Brighten a gloomy day.Comfort a grieving spirit.Offer hope to the forlorn.Send a message of caring.Lift the downtrodden soul.Patch up invisible wounds.Weaken the hold of misery.Act as medicine for suffering.Attract the companionship of angels.Fulfill the human need for recognition.Who knew changing the world would prove so simple?

Jesus Christ died to save us from our sins; we tend to concentrate on that merciful fact. But isn't it also true He lived to show us a lifestyle free from sin? So, wouldn't following in his footsteps be something like preventative medicine?

Unto you is bornin the city of Davida Savior for all.

Love__uch a keen mystery prone to pierce and shatter the delicate heart. _Yet it possesses more strength, power, and influence than any other magic known to man._

Laughter is magic that dispenses clouds and creates sunshine in the soul.

Imagine if we were all magical leprechauns, and every wish ever made on a four-leaf clover obliged us to help others obtain their wishes. Now imagine if people simply lived like this were true.

Of all the magic words in existence, words of kindness create the greatest transformation spells.

Kindness is a magical spell__erformed by enlightened beings__eant to enchant hearts and lift weary souls that they might fly.

I love words. _I crave descriptions that overwhelm my imagination with vivid detail. _I dwell on phrases that make my heart thrum. _I cherish expressions that pierce my emotions and force the tears to spill over. _ In essence, I long for a writer's soul sealed in ink on the page.

Missing someone is the reverberating echo of everything beautiful about her__er laugh, her song, her touch, her smell, the power of her words, and the constant shadow that lingers on as her perfect image in your memory.

A poet is simply an artist whose medium is human emotions. _A poet chisels away at our own sensibilities, shaping our vision while molding our hearts. _A poet wraps words around our own feelings and presents them as fresh gifts to humanity.

I don't so much mind looking back on having lost the election, or having been denied a role in the play, or having had my novel repeatedly rejected, or having been turned down for a date, or recalling laughter at my expense when I attempted some silly challenge. _Those things simply prove that I_lived life. _What I do mind, however, is looking back on the lost opportunities where imagined concerns kept me from even trying__ose or win. _I've learned that there is no regret in a brave attempt, only in cowering to fear.