You were never alone.
Mitch AlbomWhat will you do with the time you have left?
Mitch AlbomWe cannot stop what Heaven chooses.
Mitch AlbomWe do not realize the sound the world makes -- unless, of course, it comes to a stop. Then, when it starts, it sounds like an orchestra.
Mitch AlbomHolding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside.
Mitch AlbomWith no loss or sacrifice, we can't appreciate what we have.
Mitch AlbomAfter the Israelites safely crossed the Red Sea, the Egyptians chased after them and were drowned. God's angels wanted to celebrate the enemy's demise.
God saw this and grew angry. He said, in essence, 'Stop celebrating. For those were my children,too.”
"What do you think of that?" the teacher asks us.
Someone else answers. But I know what I think. I think it is the first time I've heard that God might love the "enemy" as well as us.
Stichwörter: love
The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.
Mitch AlbomStichwörter: loss death spirit lost-loved-one
I meant no disrespect. It's just that I had always felt that rabbis, priests, pastors, any cleric, really, lived on a plane between mortal ground and heavenly sky. God up there. Us down here. Them in between.
Mitch AlbomStichwörter: mitch-albom have-a-little-faith
Why do you want to die?'
I shivered. For a second I couldn't breathe.
'You knew...?'
She gave a sad smile.
'I'm your mother.
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