salvation army is a store that sells used closed and discounted and cheap prices so that it is affordable to people and families with disadvantages. you can volunteer to help there and it is an organization to benefit those who need help. some people “thrift” at the store
Finally. It was over. The darkness subsided. No more did we have to struggle, to fight. To find the will to go on. It was over.
As the life continued to seep from my being, I smiled. Not the manic smile of a crazed dying person. Just a smile. I was happy with myself. Happy with the life I had lived.
Well, the first thing I think about is salvation army. I don’t really know, I guess when I clear out my closet for things I don’t wear any more I donate it all to that store, and I also buy a lot of stuff from there as well.
He was her salvation. I watched him as she wiped the tears from her eyes and as he held her close. I was always there in the shadows, watching, wishing I was her. Because the scars, they never seemed to stop hurting.
Salvation. Like the salvation army, they’re always doing something for our country, right? Not really, in my actually opinion. Sure, they’re protecting us and all that, but aren’t they also murderers? They kill people, even if they don’t mean to. Am I right or am I just crazy, like always? Well, not really, at least.
It’s-
well.
It is.
Only you can give it to yourself, apparently.
That’s easy advice, yeah, thanks.
The question is, how?
How can you forgive?
How can you forget?
Your past, your mistakes-
You can’t save yourself from yourself, can you?
some are beyond it, some are close, some have already achieved it. possible perhaps? Does anyone actually understand what it means? How do we know when we have achieved it? Perhaps impossible.
Salvation Army. It’s the first thing that came to mind. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever used the word in a different context. Salvation. I can’t even think of exactly what it means. I mean, I sort of have an idea, but I still don’t think I will use the word. So, back to Salvation Army. Maybe find some good clothes. Definitely not salvation, though.
God gave us salvation..I think. I’m not even sure what this really means. But God is good. God is great. That’s all I’ve got to say really…salvation is granted through Christ. Long life.
Salvation. That could mean anything. Being saved, saving yourself. God saved me. He is my salvation. He died for me so that I may live. Without HIm, there is no salvation. There is no saving, not even yourself. Thats what i love about him, he’s so great.
When I opened my eyes, I somehow knew this was the last time I would. Salvation. It’s a tricky thing to even discuss, with your mom’s friends, your uncle who still thinks you’re going to church, the woman at the grocery who claims to know how the world will end… but that’s all long gone. It’s here. The asphalt smells like wet dogs. And so you know it’s all like you expected.
He was my salvation, I told myself. He was going to save me, he was going to take me far away from this place and he was going to be exactly what I needed. But I had to screw it up. I let him go, when I should have followed.
Salvation has to do with saving, i hop one day i can save someone . maybe not in the physical doing something were you pull someone out of a well but maybe giving someone such advice that it changes their life, saves them.
It was her freshness, her vitality that shook him that day. She walked into work dancing. It woke him from his sleepwalking. The sight of her vibrant, happy body moving in rhythm was his salvation.
salvation..i wish that I was saved but I know i’m not…I don’t know how anyone finds salvation but I definitely think that I would be much better if I could find this ..I know I would be much happier..I feel so very lost..and I don’t want to wander forever…I want someone to save me..
Salvation comes in many forms. It is often far more painful than we expect, and leaves a larger void than we anticipate, but the reward is freedom. Freedom that comes at a price, because something had to be sacrificed first.
Salvation. How ironic. The first thing that comes to mind is religion and theism. Then how much of a relief it is that there is no need for supernatural salvation. Saliva.. I just thought of saliva. Anyway, it would be terrible if there were such a thing as a need for salvation from a “sin” committed by a distant ancestor in order to impress a god who set all the rules and outcomes in the first place because of his omniscience.
You are my salvation. From the ashes of cremation, I rise to meet your gentle lips in a kiss of life. You breath air into my collapsed lungs, and drip water down my parched throat.
I wish for salvation. For all the pain I have caused my baby brother. I wonder sometimes from whom I am asking salvation from. I have no God. No Faith. No Sight. Who will give me this salvation. I am just lost. Maybe forgiveness, then.
does salvation really have anything to do with religion?
with a god? i don’t think so.
you can not be saved by another person, or by the safety blanket that is religion.
you can only save yourself.
so many different forms my salvation can take. It can be a cold bottle of beer after a hard day or it can be a warm cat that snuggles up. Salvation does not come from a book or a God for me. It comes in little gifts that bring me closer to my middle ground and my balance. But, overall my salvation is my love. The love that carries me through every storm until I find victory.
Her eyes gleamed at the very sight of the sparkling orb before her. Shora had finally found the salvation she had been yearning for throughout her century in the afterlife. In a desolate desert of post-death, it had finally revealed itself to her. She knew that her journey had been long already, but that it had really only just begun.
i think religion when i see this. i don’t know. i think it’s what comes to mind when i think jesus, so i think it’s only fair for it to reciprocate. i think that jesus was meant to have saved us, if that’s true. but i don’t think it’s true. so i guess i think lies when i think salvation. i don’t think truth. i think utter falsehood. this isn’t real. salvation isn’t real. if you aren’t “saved” now, you never will be. that’s hard to hear, especially coming from myself. hmph.
From what? Seems a valid question in this situation, rather than “by whom.” To be lifted, drooling, from perdition, implies the perdition, itself. Rather, the idea that the higher plain waits to be reached, implies perdition upon the current. In all our dogged hopes to heaven, in all our canine drives, we’ve not discovered paradise, rather, created torment in the empty ringing of the treacherous bell.
Salvation is the thing that happens when He stepped on the cross.
I am speaking from my own mouth this time, not the mouths of my characters, or a speech that I am copying (in dearest respect, I assure you) from a politician. This is from me, this is what I believe, yatta yatta yatta.
Yes, I believe that Jesus Christ died on the cross to save us all.
There is a difference, however, between being a Christian and being bigoted! Please, Christians, don’t shove your beliefs down other peoples’ throats.
Salvation. Saliva. Salvia. Savior, tripadelic. Experiences. Ha, what am I writing about. Anyways, salvation. Faith, jesus christ. What is my faith? Religion? I have no idea. Turnpike Ghost. The holy ghost. Finding salvation through the bible? Is the bible real? Questions. Always questions. That’s how religion is. What is true salvation? Will the world end? When?
Salvation, it’s what we are all looking for isn’t it? Someone to save us from our pitiful lives, someone to come and show us the light. A light that is never actually there, no, our savior does not come in the form of a knight in shining armour coming to whisk us off into a fairytale land. The only path to salvation is through ourselves.
you are my salvation and you don’t know it yet
you picked me up from the ground when i was nothing
you made me who i am for better or for worse
you brought me back to life, woke me from the dead
but then you killed me again
To be saved. Salvation is to be rescued from yourself from your sins from te evils of this worrld. We all need to be saved from something at one point and time in our lives. We secretly all crave it. We cannot live without it.
Salvation. It’s what we are all looking for isn’t it? Someone to save us from our pitiful lives, someone to come and show us the light. A light that is never actually there, no, our savior does not come in the form of a knight in shining armour coming to whisk us off into a fairytale land. The only path to salvation is through ourselves.
Jesus. God. Church. Jeez I hate churchand salvation is bullshit once you do soemthing bacd you can’t ever take it back. This is all just a scam. Religion, I mean. No once can achiever salvation, they can get forgiveness but no salvation. I swear. Poor suckers.
dude 60 seconds last forever. I am drunk No salvation for me, unfortunately. I’m kind of a bitch but I don’;t reptend not to be. Salvation is for suckers. I only hope to be better in the future. No changing the apst.
Salvation. God. I get so lost sometimes. I’m so glad I found salvation. I can remember everything. The song – it was so beautiful. It showed me that this kind of thing can be beautiful, not restricting. I was wearing that long skirt and kept kicking my shoes off because it was too warm. I was shaking, praying for strength, to be strong enough to give up everything and fall on my knees.
It came when the rain poured down.
She had been walking, alone, on the wet pavement for longer than she could remember. She didn’t notice when the clouds appeared overhead. She didn’t notice when the first drops began to fall. She could only feel the emptiness in her stomach.
Then she saw it, the literal light at the end of the tuun
saving the soul from the sin……
salvation army is a store that sells used closed and discounted and cheap prices so that it is affordable to people and families with disadvantages. you can volunteer to help there and it is an organization to benefit those who need help. some people “thrift” at the store
Finally. It was over. The darkness subsided. No more did we have to struggle, to fight. To find the will to go on. It was over.
As the life continued to seep from my being, I smiled. Not the manic smile of a crazed dying person. Just a smile. I was happy with myself. Happy with the life I had lived.
Well, the first thing I think about is salvation army. I don’t really know, I guess when I clear out my closet for things I don’t wear any more I donate it all to that store, and I also buy a lot of stuff from there as well.
He was her salvation. I watched him as she wiped the tears from her eyes and as he held her close. I was always there in the shadows, watching, wishing I was her. Because the scars, they never seemed to stop hurting.
Salvation. Like the salvation army, they’re always doing something for our country, right? Not really, in my actually opinion. Sure, they’re protecting us and all that, but aren’t they also murderers? They kill people, even if they don’t mean to. Am I right or am I just crazy, like always? Well, not really, at least.
It’s-
well.
It is.
Only you can give it to yourself, apparently.
That’s easy advice, yeah, thanks.
The question is, how?
How can you forgive?
How can you forget?
Your past, your mistakes-
You can’t save yourself from yourself, can you?
salvation is too far
too d
e
e
p in the throes of
sme pain that never leaves
the torture is still smoehow sweet
this ache of a loss
destined to boomerang
when it does
salvation will come
with freedom
Step 1: to let go.
some are beyond it, some are close, some have already achieved it. possible perhaps? Does anyone actually understand what it means? How do we know when we have achieved it? Perhaps impossible.
Salvation Army. It’s the first thing that came to mind. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever used the word in a different context. Salvation. I can’t even think of exactly what it means. I mean, I sort of have an idea, but I still don’t think I will use the word. So, back to Salvation Army. Maybe find some good clothes. Definitely not salvation, though.
Only Jesus saves.
God gave us salvation..I think. I’m not even sure what this really means. But God is good. God is great. That’s all I’ve got to say really…salvation is granted through Christ. Long life.
being saved. saved from the world, saved from yourself. being free. finally being happy
You are my salvation, you helped me no one else would. You stayed by my side after all we’ve been through. For this my love, I am eternally grateful.
Army, Starving kids in africa, I need help five finger death punch suicide, help, food, refuge,
Salvation. That could mean anything. Being saved, saving yourself. God saved me. He is my salvation. He died for me so that I may live. Without HIm, there is no salvation. There is no saving, not even yourself. Thats what i love about him, he’s so great.
When I opened my eyes, I somehow knew this was the last time I would. Salvation. It’s a tricky thing to even discuss, with your mom’s friends, your uncle who still thinks you’re going to church, the woman at the grocery who claims to know how the world will end… but that’s all long gone. It’s here. The asphalt smells like wet dogs. And so you know it’s all like you expected.
He was my salvation, I told myself. He was going to save me, he was going to take me far away from this place and he was going to be exactly what I needed. But I had to screw it up. I let him go, when I should have followed.
Salvation has to do with saving, i hop one day i can save someone . maybe not in the physical doing something were you pull someone out of a well but maybe giving someone such advice that it changes their life, saves them.
It was her freshness, her vitality that shook him that day. She walked into work dancing. It woke him from his sleepwalking. The sight of her vibrant, happy body moving in rhythm was his salvation.
salvation..i wish that I was saved but I know i’m not…I don’t know how anyone finds salvation but I definitely think that I would be much better if I could find this ..I know I would be much happier..I feel so very lost..and I don’t want to wander forever…I want someone to save me..
Salvation comes in many forms. It is often far more painful than we expect, and leaves a larger void than we anticipate, but the reward is freedom. Freedom that comes at a price, because something had to be sacrificed first.
Salvation. How ironic. The first thing that comes to mind is religion and theism. Then how much of a relief it is that there is no need for supernatural salvation. Saliva.. I just thought of saliva. Anyway, it would be terrible if there were such a thing as a need for salvation from a “sin” committed by a distant ancestor in order to impress a god who set all the rules and outcomes in the first place because of his omniscience.
You are my salvation. From the ashes of cremation, I rise to meet your gentle lips in a kiss of life. You breath air into my collapsed lungs, and drip water down my parched throat.
I wish for salvation. For all the pain I have caused my baby brother. I wonder sometimes from whom I am asking salvation from. I have no God. No Faith. No Sight. Who will give me this salvation. I am just lost. Maybe forgiveness, then.
does salvation really have anything to do with religion?
with a god? i don’t think so.
you can not be saved by another person, or by the safety blanket that is religion.
you can only save yourself.
so many different forms my salvation can take. It can be a cold bottle of beer after a hard day or it can be a warm cat that snuggles up. Salvation does not come from a book or a God for me. It comes in little gifts that bring me closer to my middle ground and my balance. But, overall my salvation is my love. The love that carries me through every storm until I find victory.
Her eyes gleamed at the very sight of the sparkling orb before her. Shora had finally found the salvation she had been yearning for throughout her century in the afterlife. In a desolate desert of post-death, it had finally revealed itself to her. She knew that her journey had been long already, but that it had really only just begun.
saved. from yourself, from others, from confinement. freedom to live with hope. peace.
i think religion when i see this. i don’t know. i think it’s what comes to mind when i think jesus, so i think it’s only fair for it to reciprocate. i think that jesus was meant to have saved us, if that’s true. but i don’t think it’s true. so i guess i think lies when i think salvation. i don’t think truth. i think utter falsehood. this isn’t real. salvation isn’t real. if you aren’t “saved” now, you never will be. that’s hard to hear, especially coming from myself. hmph.
From what? Seems a valid question in this situation, rather than “by whom.” To be lifted, drooling, from perdition, implies the perdition, itself. Rather, the idea that the higher plain waits to be reached, implies perdition upon the current. In all our dogged hopes to heaven, in all our canine drives, we’ve not discovered paradise, rather, created torment in the empty ringing of the treacherous bell.
Salvation is the thing that happens when He stepped on the cross.
I am speaking from my own mouth this time, not the mouths of my characters, or a speech that I am copying (in dearest respect, I assure you) from a politician. This is from me, this is what I believe, yatta yatta yatta.
Yes, I believe that Jesus Christ died on the cross to save us all.
There is a difference, however, between being a Christian and being bigoted! Please, Christians, don’t shove your beliefs down other peoples’ throats.
Salvation. Saliva. Salvia. Savior, tripadelic. Experiences. Ha, what am I writing about. Anyways, salvation. Faith, jesus christ. What is my faith? Religion? I have no idea. Turnpike Ghost. The holy ghost. Finding salvation through the bible? Is the bible real? Questions. Always questions. That’s how religion is. What is true salvation? Will the world end? When?
Salvation, it’s what we are all looking for isn’t it? Someone to save us from our pitiful lives, someone to come and show us the light. A light that is never actually there, no, our savior does not come in the form of a knight in shining armour coming to whisk us off into a fairytale land. The only path to salvation is through ourselves.
you are my salvation and you don’t know it yet
you picked me up from the ground when i was nothing
you made me who i am for better or for worse
you brought me back to life, woke me from the dead
but then you killed me again
To be saved. Salvation is to be rescued from yourself from your sins from te evils of this worrld. We all need to be saved from something at one point and time in our lives. We secretly all crave it. We cannot live without it.
Salvation. It’s what we are all looking for isn’t it? Someone to save us from our pitiful lives, someone to come and show us the light. A light that is never actually there, no, our savior does not come in the form of a knight in shining armour coming to whisk us off into a fairytale land. The only path to salvation is through ourselves.
Jesus. God. Church. Jeez I hate churchand salvation is bullshit once you do soemthing bacd you can’t ever take it back. This is all just a scam. Religion, I mean. No once can achiever salvation, they can get forgiveness but no salvation. I swear. Poor suckers.
dude 60 seconds last forever. I am drunk No salvation for me, unfortunately. I’m kind of a bitch but I don’;t reptend not to be. Salvation is for suckers. I only hope to be better in the future. No changing the apst.
Salvation. God. I get so lost sometimes. I’m so glad I found salvation. I can remember everything. The song – it was so beautiful. It showed me that this kind of thing can be beautiful, not restricting. I was wearing that long skirt and kept kicking my shoes off because it was too warm. I was shaking, praying for strength, to be strong enough to give up everything and fall on my knees.
It came when the rain poured down.
She had been walking, alone, on the wet pavement for longer than she could remember. She didn’t notice when the clouds appeared overhead. She didn’t notice when the first drops began to fall. She could only feel the emptiness in her stomach.
Then she saw it, the literal light at the end of the tuun