Students made a hard offer, tofu, or bounced a little, but the warhead was a meaningful time.

I never cease to enjoy what google translate does with the interoffice messages! I feel so well-informed now.

Also, I came across a website that seems to have delightfully mistranslated the word “close.”

I love you.

The weather is a lot of cold.
The mind and body as you did not jiyo cold.

Give heart to warm in cold weather, it’s a good thing with this book.

New books in the library that came piping hot.

Book and take the time to spend a warm winter for bonded ^ ^

Cool Messenger 

Come ‘n get your piping hot books!

Praise dance is said to whales.

Cool Messenger

Rainy Tuesday! Our emotional day running the fucking floor!

interoffice messenger. (My apologies for the profanity, but the typhoon is coming, apparently the school is going nuts!)

Please note in the lunch room.
Night care center had made Mrs. Potato farming.

Cool Messenger, Google Trans.

This one may not be the most L-O-L funny, but I can’t help but be delighted by the Mrs. Potato.

 Tips on preventing disease by

○ Take off clothes and lie down on the grass or sleep Do

…

○ sitting on the grass in operation Do not see the toilet

A particularly informative School Announcement from cool messenger via #googletranslate

the award will be a great help in creating colon…

please send me the file to be a big help to infinity….

I liked last year, when the Imam will float.

Interoffice Messenger + Google Translate (via lura04)

Urgent!

Sexual treatment so that one can wish.

Another gem from the interoffice messenger.

“…God is omnipresent. He is everywhere. But omnipresence is difficult to fathom. Perhaps my problem with prayer was I couldn’t sense God’s presence when I prayed. Presence is crucial to relationships. Absence causes love to fade away.

So I read about Divine presence. The transcendent view stresses the otherness of God: He’s above the clouds, beyond the stars, not in the material world. And I realized scripted prayers placed God out there for me—too far to sense his presence, too distant for relationship.

The immanent view sees God within all parts of creation: He’s in every object, element, animal, plant and person—including me. And I realized my improvised bedtime prayers placed God within myself—so close he dissolved into my substance, too indistinct for relationship.

Yet I knew, absolutely, that I had felt God’s presence in my life. I’d catch my breath at a tangerine sunrise and whisper, “Thank you, God,” then be moved to smile at everyone I passed along the street. Or I’d be startled by an ambulance siren and think, God, please let that person live….

So while I can’t sense Divine presence beyond the clouds or within me, I feel God close, and clearly, in unexpected moments like these—moments of awe, joy, fear, sorrow, or contrition. God captures my attention in these moments. I cry in recognition, feel a surge of heart. I respond with acts of love, often in spite of myself.”

http://www.patheos.com/blogs/goodletters/2013/06/pondering-prayer/

What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or lives in the future and longs for the past? And what does it matter when light enters the room where a child sleeps and the waking mother, opening her eyes, wishes more than anything to be unwakened by what she cannot name?

Mark Strand, from “No Words Can Describe It” (via awritersruminations)