The whole thing about your pupils dilating when you think about a person or thing or activity you enjoy cannot be true because I’ve been staring at my eyes in the mirror for like 6 minutes thinking
"fishing. cheese. curly hair. my mom. mint chocolate chip ice cream. people yelling. final exams NO. mint chocolate chip ice cream again. men in suits. mmm, men in suits… final exams?" aND I FELT LIKE A MORON CAUSE NOTHING HAPPENED OK
“If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also”—
This specifically refers to a hand striking the side of a person’s face, tells quite a different story when placed in it’s proper historical context. In Jesus’s time, striking someone of a lower class ( a servant) with the back of the hand was used to assert authority and dominance. If the persecuted person “turned the other cheek,” the discipliner was faced with a dilemma. The left hand was used for unclean purposes, so a back-hand strike on the opposite cheek would not be performed. Another alternative would be a slap with the open hand as a challenge or to punch the person, but this was seen as a statement of equality. Thus, by turning the other cheek the persecuted was in effect putting an end to the behavior or if the slapping continued the person would lawfully be deemed equal and have to be released as a servant/slave.
“Don’t pray that God would teach you how to love like He loves; pray that He would fill you with Himself and that He would love in and through you. Don’t pray that He would teach you to have joy; pray that the living God full of joy would enter into you. Don’t pray that He would teach you how to be peaceful; ask for the God of peace, the Prince of peace to infill you. Because if you try to imitate in your own strength, you will be a miserable replica. But if you allow the impartation of Jesus Christ to overtake you, suddenly it all works because it is Him imitating Himself, and He is very good at being God.”—Eric Ludy (via strength-dignity)
[SCREAMS ANGRILY AS I SNAP MY CONTROLLER IN HALF] I LOVE VIDEO GAMES I’M HAVING SO MUCH FUN
baahaha, this is me. My friend tells me I shouldn’t play games if they stress me out so much. I’ll get super frustrated and die 28 times and shout swear substitutes and cry but insist that I actually love that friggity frackin frustrating piece of crud game.