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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>His Banner Over Me Is Love</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @everythingbeautifulinhistime)</generator><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BJi_7f1cpbk?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/50260635037</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/50260635037</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 22:56:18 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>&amp;#8221; What Love means to a 4-8 year old: A group of professional people posed this question to a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8221; What Love means to a 4-8 year old: A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ’What does love mean?’ The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;See what you think:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;‘When my grandmother got arthritis , she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.. So my grandfather does it for her all the time , even when his han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ds got arthritis too. That’s love.’ – Rebecca, age 8 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’ – Billy, age 4 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’ – Karl, age 5 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’ –Chrissy, age 6 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’ -Terri, age 4 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him , to make sure the taste is OK.’ – Danny, age 7 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing , you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. &lt;br/&gt;They look gross when they kiss’ – Emily, age 8 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents &lt;br/&gt;and listen.’ –Bobby, age 7&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘If you want to learn to love better , you should start with a friend who you hate” –Nikka, age 6 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt , then he wears it everyday..’ –Noelle, age 7 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’ –Tommy, age 6 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘During my piano recital , I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’ – Cindy, age 8 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’ –Clare, age 6 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’ –Elaine, age 5 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’ –Chris, age 7 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’ -Mary Ann, age 4 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’ –Lauren, age 4 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘When you love somebody , your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’ - Karen, age 7 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross..’ –Mark, age 6 &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’ –Jessica, age 8&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, ‘Nothing , I just helped him cry’. &amp;#8220;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/43556041819</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/43556041819</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 16:56:55 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>believing</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2eX-D2xsS84?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;believing&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/42342994051</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/42342994051</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 16:04:52 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>maybe on a nice fine day, all over again</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/160fb808c4da2fefa69aa3a9971c3d9d/tumblr_mh7jixoFVu1rop01so1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;maybe on a nice fine day, all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/41937427822</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/41937427822</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2013 18:18:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>The greatest gift I&amp;#8217;ve received costs $10.90 and the giver didn&amp;#8217;t even remove the price...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The greatest gift I&amp;#8217;ve received costs $10.90 and the giver didn&amp;#8217;t even remove the price tag. The deepest words I&amp;#8217;ve heard today and would remember for a lifetime and beyond came from the lips of a man half asleep. I&amp;#8217;m dazed. Maybe this is how it feels to be overwhelmed&amp;#8230; Overwhelmed by love.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/30247464734</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/30247464734</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2012 16:17:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Will not fear</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;For he &lt;/span&gt;shall&lt;span&gt; be like a tree planted by the waters, Which spreads out its roots by the river, &lt;em&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;will &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; fear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; heat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt; comes&lt;/em&gt;; But its leaf will be green, And will &lt;/span&gt;not&lt;span&gt; be anxious in the year of drought, Nor will cease from yielding fruit.&amp;#8221; Jeremiah 17:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He will not fear when heat comes, even when we feel it, even when we see it, we will not fear, I will not fear, he will not fear. Guard our heart, lord, guard my heart lord, guard daddy&amp;#8217;s heart, abba&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23672334836</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23672334836</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 22:46:29 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Hanging on</title><description>&lt;p&gt;But Jesus looked at them and said,  With men it is impossible, but not with God; for with God all things are possible. (Mark 10:27 NKJV)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23669842429</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23669842429</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 21:23:12 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"What is impossible for men is possible for God."</title><description>“What is impossible for men is possible for God.”</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23662118518</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23662118518</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 15:30:30 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>In my darkest moments, </title><description>&lt;p&gt;YOU are here.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23642067076</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23642067076</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 08:46:50 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Need You Lord...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not strong enough to tide through this&amp;#8230; So i need you, i need you Lord&amp;#8230; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544865047</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544865047</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 22:40:44 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Wishing for a hug, right here, right now...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Just arms I can cry into without any restraint, a bosom I can hide within and find release, and find comfort in the silent warmth&amp;#8230; Everything will be okay, right, Jesus? Everything &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be okay&amp;#8230;    &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544704077</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544704077</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 22:35:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m30bljVeYz1qin2kqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544669426</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/23544669426</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2012 22:34:16 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>2 Timothy 1:7</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i feel so stressed and helpless and scared&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;For God did not give me a spirit of timidity (of cowardice, of craven and cringing and fawning fear), but [He has given me a spirit] of power and of love and of calm and well-balanced mind and discipline and self-control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21317162168</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21317162168</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 16:22:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Cracks</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Lies are like cracks in a relationship.&lt;br/&gt;Cracks are small, too petty to fuss over, but their significance is apparent during times when heat come or in times of stretching.&lt;br/&gt;Because it&amp;#8217;s easy to lie but not so easy to regain trust. &lt;br/&gt;And when one who has chosen to let go and trust again, finds herself being let down again,&lt;br/&gt;It&amp;#8217;s like agitating past wounds, flesh that is re-torn bleed with greater severity than before.&lt;br/&gt;It will take a longer time to recover, &lt;br/&gt;And it may leave scars&amp;#8230; invisible to the human eye.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21311884693</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21311884693</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 12:45:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Why lie?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;How is it possible to read something on Saturday or Sunday night when it is written in the wee hours of Monday Morn?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21311324149</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21311324149</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 12:31:39 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>:O&amp;#160;!
Have i not left the house since last Wednesday?!!Want so much to take a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;:O&amp;#160;!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have i not left the house since last Wednesday?!!&lt;br/&gt;Want so much to take a breather&amp;#8230; &lt;br/&gt;But how -&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21268512043</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21268512043</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 22:39:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I want to go swimming… </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1dyboIdlE1qbxpeso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to go swimming… &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21204446620</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21204446620</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 17:41:52 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>You raise me up</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;When troubles come and my heart burdened be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Until you come and sit awhile with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;There is no life - no life without its hunger;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;But when you come and I am filled with wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21192346333</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21192346333</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 11:05:37 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>It is horrid to struggle with pain at the time like this, lord please do something about it&amp;#8230; </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is horrid to struggle with pain at the time like this, lord please do something about it&amp;#8230; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21175240775</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21175240775</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 06:42:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Chronicles of the misbehaving stomach</title><description>&lt;p&gt;sleepy gastric cannot take coffee sleepy cannot take coffee gastric pain no more sleepy gastric pain cannot work &lt;br/&gt;sleepy Jesus cannot take coffee Jesus gastric Jesus&lt;br/&gt;lie down like a sheep you anoint my tummy with oil my cup overflows not just the leftover coffee in my cup but the unceasing blessings is being poured into me and surely goodness and mercies are hunting me down and they are sure to catch me because I&amp;#8217;m lying down&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21158242644</link><guid>http://everythingbeautifulinhistime.tumblr.com/post/21158242644</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 02:16:00 +0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
