Open My Eyes

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I'm Brittney. Californian. I get paid to teach English to middle schoolers in Korea. My passions: Teaching children, encouraging women, and travel writing. What will you find here? Writing. Images. Quotes. About what? Relationship, mostly. Global perspective. What I love? Music. Nature. Books. History. Conversation. Coffee. Tea. Food. Harry Potter. Big Bang Theory. Who I love? God. His creation.

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"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else."

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Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

I love you, baby,
And if it’s quite all right,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don’t bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

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The death of a dear friend makes everyone stop and think.

My dad recently attended a college friend’s funeral. My sent me an email shortly after explaining his own sentiments on the brevity of life. He wants to spend time with me as soon as possible.

I’m always down.

It made me think too. My mom knew this college friend as well.

Death can tear people apart or bring people together. I am sorry that my parents lost a friend from their past. I’ll pray for Bobby’s family. It must be so difficult to lose a father and a son. He was just 52. Cancer.

My dad’s email made me think about my family. I thought about my friends, past and present.

If you’ve wronged someone, apologize. We are not promised tomorrow. I’m grateful for another day to live, Lord. I take my days for granted way too often. Help me remember to live each day for You. To live that sold out life you’ve called me to. To love You with all that I am. To love people selflessly.

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Not one day in anyone’s life is an uneventful day, no day without profound meaning, no matter how dull and boring it might seem, no matter whether you are a seamstress or a queen, a shoeshine boy, or a movie star, a renowned philosopher or a Down’s-syndrome child. Because in every day of your life, there are opportunities to perform little kindnesses for others, both by conscious acts of will and unconscious example. Each smallest act of kindness—even just words of hope when they are needed, the remembrance of a birthday, a compliment that engenders a smile—reverberates across great distances and spans of time, affecting lives unknown to the one whose generous spirit was the source of this good echo, because kindness is passed on and grows each time it’s passed, until a simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage years later and far away. Likewise, each small meanness, each thoughtless expression of hatred, each envious and bitter act, regardless of how petty, can inspire others, and is therefore the seed that ultimately produces evil fruit, poisoning people whom you have never met and never will. All human lives are so profoundly and intricately entwined—those dead, those living, those generations yet to come—that the fate of all is the fate of each, and the hope of humanity rests in every heart and in every pair of hands. Therefore, after every failure, we are obliged to strive again for success, and when faced with the end of one thing, we must build something new and better in the ashes, just as from pain and grief, we must weave hope, for each of us is a thread critical to the strength—to the very survival of the human tapestry. Every hour in every life contains such often-unrecognized potential to affect the world that the great days and thrilling possibilities are combined always in this momentous day.

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People can look at our past, they can judge us and pick out only parts of who we used to be, but the past is just another chapter we’ve finished writing and it’s who we are today that matters the most. For every life experience, every lesson learned, has helped us to transform and change into the extraordinary people we are now. When we step back, when we take a deep breath, when we stand on the outside looking in, that’s when we see the courage, strength and beauty that is all ready found in our hearts and we see how far we’ve come, that every fight has been worth it to get here today. For we always have one more fight left in us and it is that fighting spirit, that will to survive and the power to take back our lives that opens the door to a better life for us as we refuse to give up on our lives and ourselves.

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Scott Hamilton - I Am Second

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So much encouragement & so much to think about!

What’s your “tumor”? What is is that God put in your life that’s causing you to suffer, but is intended by Him to direct your path? What is God using to make you stronger & bring you to a greater understanding of who you are in His hands? How is His power made evident in your weakness?

How do you pray? Are you grateful? Do you come to Him with your needs? Are you submitted to His will? Do you really believe He has the power to help you overcome obstacles. Is He really your comfort? Or do you still hold onto pain as if you don’t have a Father that wants you near to Himself? Are you really seeking to know Him when you come to Him in prayer?

Do you believe He’s there? Through every trial & every stumble, do you believe He’s there? Or do you believe you’re alone in your weakness & abandoned in your suffering? Is there truth in the words of God that He will lift you up on wings like eagle to those who’s hope is in Him?

Think about these things & then determine your answers. This may be the point at which you actually turn over your life to His control & submit to His will entirely. Or you can choose to hold onto the things that burden you. You have the power to chose. Who’s promises hold truth to your heart? Let them make the difference.

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Writing, real writing, should leave a small sweet bruise somewhere on the writer… and on the reader.

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