Strength is something inside of you that can’t be forced, can’t be given, can’t be tamed. Find your own strength and use it to get you through hard times. Those who have suffered are always much more knowledgeable than those who haven’t.
How can you find out just how strong you are if you are never tested, if you never have to be strong through out any hardships? Strength is character.
strength is what someone has when they stand up to adversity and even though they are afraid they still stand up because it is what they believe in. Strength could mean having physical prowess and the ability to move very heavy object that most people could not.
she was unbelievably strong for her age – not just physically, but mentally as well. she picked fights with boys twice her age and won every game of chess that she sat down to. more or less, she was the super hero of her fourth grade class. her only weakness was naptime.
the muscle inside of a person means nothing if the mind cant keep up. the strength of a person isn’t always the amount of weight it holds but the courage to pursue the more difficult stuff.
Sometimes I feel like I don’t have enough strength to do the things I want to accomplish. But then I think about all the crap I went through with Moses and how much he hurt me, how much he wanted to destroy me because he couldn’t be everything he wanted to be, and it reminds me that strength comes in different forms. Sometimes, strength is just holding on until the bad things pass.
strength is the way you carry yourself in your toughest battles. its the positive presence you bring to the table when nothing seems to be going right. its your hand on a friends shoulder and the touch of a friendly smile.
I have strength. However, a lot of people that I know, do not. I guess it’s because of the situations that I’ve been put in, that make me a bigger person than most people my age. And I’m grateful for that. It’s made me who I am, and I can’t fight that. I can’t fight the strength of fate. No one can.
I see many people with strength throughout the world. Soldiers is generally what people think of, however, I think of the little girl whose dog just died. She has real strength. The ones who do not cry when ice cream is spilled. I guess they have been taught well, but I find them incredibly sturdy and strong. Those kids are going places, I tell ya.
I know about strength. I know the strength it takes to survive the unsurvivable, to think the unthinkable. I know the strength it takes to stand tall when your world is crumbling. I know about strength. I know that it is a lie: I know that inside I am broken and shattered. Please: Don’t tell me how strong I am.
I’m looking for the day that it comes from somewhere within, and not all the capacites of everyone else around me. They need to stop dictating it. It needs to be mine, again. But it’s not. Please, let it be something more than another judgement from the outside.
Her hair slips, slides onto the terracota floor. she never seemed strong. she was meek, like all her family. quiet unassuming. but as she looks more gollum like everyday i se
Everything I’m made of. What my family gave me. What I learned to love. What fades away and comes back. I am strong. Forever I will be. I am strength and strength will always be in me.
There’s so much more strength I need. I don’t believe in the road rising up to meet me, it’s just a matter of me facing the road and setting out. There’s so many places to go, and to get there I need a whole lot of strength.
Lions. Strength is having the power to carry out desires. Each person who has strength has the option to either use it for good or for ill. Strength comes from God alone. Some don’t believe that, but as for me, I do. Strength isn’t in the muscles we have or the power we claim to have. Strength is in the character of a person. Blue hippos can crush boats
Strength is my Grandmother. She fought breast cancer and beat it. I never saw her cry or show signs of struggle.
Strength is my cousin, Pam. She’s battling breast cancer for a second time, and she doesn’t let anything get her down.
These two women are beautiful, and I am completely blessed to have them both in my life. There’s no way I could go about life without them, because they are such a powerful showing of strength and courage.
We are together. Gathered. After years of separation. My grandmothers smile at my grandmothers brown eyes crinkling. My mother laughs, a sweet, musical sound.
My mother is strong. Life is hard, and she has not had an easy time of it. But she has always told me that you can laugh or you can cry, but it’s better to laugh. Even though she has bad days, I think she does truly try to live this. She has the strength to go on in the face of opposition, and that is impressive to me.
the only way she could thrust it out of her mind was to continue jogging. maybe later she would do a few leg curls. bench press, too, if those guidos ever decided to relocate. ah, the thought crawls back from the darkness, again. she picked up the pace, as if her troubles were expelled through each bead of sweat running down her warm temples.
My arms felt like jelly, but I pulled up one more branch, trying to get just a little higher. Finally my strength gave out. But it was okay, I could see the sky.
Most days, I’m not sure where I get my strength from. Maybe it’s from my friends, maybe it’s from my neurotic and absolutely crazy and irresponsible siblings, maybe it’s from my amazing mother, maybe it’s from my perfect boyfriend. I’m really not sure how I manage to make it through to day. But in the end, I manage to find the strength to carry on.
I could really use some of it right now. I try to be strong for everyone else around me- to be their support when everything else comes crashing down, and to hold them up when all they want to do i fall. I try to be there for them, in any way I can, and it hurts when I can’t be, or when they don’t let me. But who’s there to be my strength when I need them most? Who will hold me up when I fall?
my mother is the strongest person i know. she can withstand anything in her way. she is what i strive to be. she is my idol. without her i don’t think i could get through life. she is capable of anything because of her strength. i see it everyday.
strength is something that I physically do not have a lot of. However, I do have strength in my life. I think I am a strong person for my age of 16. Geeze this is getting personal.. Idk what else to say now but.
Strength. Are we talking about physical strength, emotional strength, psychological strength? Those are hard things to keep up, especially with all the crap that people throw at us in the world. But people with true strength will survive, and live to tell about it.
courage, strong, super heroes, superman, my mom, a mountain, i think that my mom was strong, once i had to pick her up from the floor but i couldn’t because she was so fragile from cancer. she was not a mountain anymore.
it was shaking – i tried to take a deep breath – straining & leather & a sickness climbing up my throat – but i couldn’t let go – it was a trembling sort of fall.
The beast leapted at him, teeth glinting and razor sharp. Armor wrestled with it tossing and turning as the dust rose in great clouds around them.
Meneta gasped as she watched the two struggle together. “Oh god let him be safe,” she whispered.
Armor grabbed a handful of the creature’s fur and threw it down with an almighty slam, amazing himself at the strength he for that moment possessed.
And I wish I was strong enough to say what I feel. To tell you everything. To not fear being vulnerable. To face my fears. To lay out my heart. To stand up. To stand down. To accept judgment. To tell the truth always. To love without boundaries.
This can be physical or mental. I just watched the biggest loser and Courtney had to leave. She is the person on the biggest looser that I think had the most strength because she started her weight loss journey before the biggest loser and was determined to finish. I am inspired by her.
Strength can be interpreted many ways. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Which strength is the one that is most important? Truthfully, it’s a combination of the three. Lack of strength in any of those areas and you’ll be left wanting, yearning, or failing. We must balance our lives.
Strength. We all have it inside of us, and the key to unlocking it has yet to be found. Each key is different, all of different shapes, sizes, metals. I’m not sure what unlocks mine, but I find it at the most convenient times. Sometimes I just man up and do what has to be done, but I think part of that is just my nature, not necessarily strength.
You have to have strength to hold in your poo. Just like I have to go poo right now. But instead of going poo, I decided to show strength and stumble. And also to continuously misspell strength when all I want to do is go poop. Longest minute of my life.
Strength is something inside of you that can’t be forced, can’t be given, can’t be tamed. Find your own strength and use it to get you through hard times. Those who have suffered are always much more knowledgeable than those who haven’t.
How can you find out just how strong you are if you are never tested, if you never have to be strong through out any hardships? Strength is character.
strength is what someone has when they stand up to adversity and even though they are afraid they still stand up because it is what they believe in. Strength could mean having physical prowess and the ability to move very heavy object that most people could not.
she was unbelievably strong for her age – not just physically, but mentally as well. she picked fights with boys twice her age and won every game of chess that she sat down to. more or less, she was the super hero of her fourth grade class. her only weakness was naptime.
the muscle inside of a person means nothing if the mind cant keep up. the strength of a person isn’t always the amount of weight it holds but the courage to pursue the more difficult stuff.
When you’re down
Remember:
You’re not weak
You have strength
Look for it
Inside
(Nothing can stop you)
Sometimes I feel like I don’t have enough strength to do the things I want to accomplish. But then I think about all the crap I went through with Moses and how much he hurt me, how much he wanted to destroy me because he couldn’t be everything he wanted to be, and it reminds me that strength comes in different forms. Sometimes, strength is just holding on until the bad things pass.
strength is the way you carry yourself in your toughest battles. its the positive presence you bring to the table when nothing seems to be going right. its your hand on a friends shoulder and the touch of a friendly smile.
I’ll ask for the strength
Maybe you’ll tell me no
But the strength I needed will have come
In the form of confidence
And loss of pride.
Thank You.
I have strength. However, a lot of people that I know, do not. I guess it’s because of the situations that I’ve been put in, that make me a bigger person than most people my age. And I’m grateful for that. It’s made me who I am, and I can’t fight that. I can’t fight the strength of fate. No one can.
I see many people with strength throughout the world. Soldiers is generally what people think of, however, I think of the little girl whose dog just died. She has real strength. The ones who do not cry when ice cream is spilled. I guess they have been taught well, but I find them incredibly sturdy and strong. Those kids are going places, I tell ya.
I know about strength. I know the strength it takes to survive the unsurvivable, to think the unthinkable. I know the strength it takes to stand tall when your world is crumbling. I know about strength. I know that it is a lie: I know that inside I am broken and shattered. Please: Don’t tell me how strong I am.
We are all together, stronger in our number. We smile and greet each other. Then we prepare for the coming wave and pain. Together.
I’m looking for the day that it comes from somewhere within, and not all the capacites of everyone else around me. They need to stop dictating it. It needs to be mine, again. But it’s not. Please, let it be something more than another judgement from the outside.
Her hair slips, slides onto the terracota floor. she never seemed strong. she was meek, like all her family. quiet unassuming. but as she looks more gollum like everyday i se
Everything I’m made of. What my family gave me. What I learned to love. What fades away and comes back. I am strong. Forever I will be. I am strength and strength will always be in me.
There’s so much more strength I need. I don’t believe in the road rising up to meet me, it’s just a matter of me facing the road and setting out. There’s so many places to go, and to get there I need a whole lot of strength.
Lions. Strength is having the power to carry out desires. Each person who has strength has the option to either use it for good or for ill. Strength comes from God alone. Some don’t believe that, but as for me, I do. Strength isn’t in the muscles we have or the power we claim to have. Strength is in the character of a person. Blue hippos can crush boats
Strength is my Grandmother. She fought breast cancer and beat it. I never saw her cry or show signs of struggle.
Strength is my cousin, Pam. She’s battling breast cancer for a second time, and she doesn’t let anything get her down.
These two women are beautiful, and I am completely blessed to have them both in my life. There’s no way I could go about life without them, because they are such a powerful showing of strength and courage.
We are together. Gathered. After years of separation. My grandmothers smile at my grandmothers brown eyes crinkling. My mother laughs, a sweet, musical sound.
My mother is strong. Life is hard, and she has not had an easy time of it. But she has always told me that you can laugh or you can cry, but it’s better to laugh. Even though she has bad days, I think she does truly try to live this. She has the strength to go on in the face of opposition, and that is impressive to me.
passionate loving caring for another able to hold it together doesn’t let thing hurt or emotions take control. family. friendship. loyalty
the only way she could thrust it out of her mind was to continue jogging. maybe later she would do a few leg curls. bench press, too, if those guidos ever decided to relocate. ah, the thought crawls back from the darkness, again. she picked up the pace, as if her troubles were expelled through each bead of sweat running down her warm temples.
My arms felt like jelly, but I pulled up one more branch, trying to get just a little higher. Finally my strength gave out. But it was okay, I could see the sky.
Most days, I’m not sure where I get my strength from. Maybe it’s from my friends, maybe it’s from my neurotic and absolutely crazy and irresponsible siblings, maybe it’s from my amazing mother, maybe it’s from my perfect boyfriend. I’m really not sure how I manage to make it through to day. But in the end, I manage to find the strength to carry on.
She runs. You can tell she is a warrior. Sometimes she wonders what strength even is, but mostly everything is in place in her mind.
I could really use some of it right now. I try to be strong for everyone else around me- to be their support when everything else comes crashing down, and to hold them up when all they want to do i fall. I try to be there for them, in any way I can, and it hurts when I can’t be, or when they don’t let me. But who’s there to be my strength when I need them most? Who will hold me up when I fall?
Strength. Is what people need to move on. Something very difficult to find yourself but with the help of another person, strength is what you find.
mother. father. me. strength is power, and freedom. having strength is mental not only physical. strength is being determined
what is strength? the power to score the goal or the power to make the pass
my mother is the strongest person i know. she can withstand anything in her way. she is what i strive to be. she is my idol. without her i don’t think i could get through life. she is capable of anything because of her strength. i see it everyday.
strength is something that I physically do not have a lot of. However, I do have strength in my life. I think I am a strong person for my age of 16. Geeze this is getting personal.. Idk what else to say now but.
Strength. Are we talking about physical strength, emotional strength, psychological strength? Those are hard things to keep up, especially with all the crap that people throw at us in the world. But people with true strength will survive, and live to tell about it.
courage, strong, super heroes, superman, my mom, a mountain, i think that my mom was strong, once i had to pick her up from the floor but i couldn’t because she was so fragile from cancer. she was not a mountain anymore.
it was shaking – i tried to take a deep breath – straining & leather & a sickness climbing up my throat – but i couldn’t let go – it was a trembling sort of fall.
The beast leapted at him, teeth glinting and razor sharp. Armor wrestled with it tossing and turning as the dust rose in great clouds around them.
Meneta gasped as she watched the two struggle together. “Oh god let him be safe,” she whispered.
Armor grabbed a handful of the creature’s fur and threw it down with an almighty slam, amazing himself at the strength he for that moment possessed.
And I wish I was strong enough to say what I feel. To tell you everything. To not fear being vulnerable. To face my fears. To lay out my heart. To stand up. To stand down. To accept judgment. To tell the truth always. To love without boundaries.
This can be physical or mental. I just watched the biggest loser and Courtney had to leave. She is the person on the biggest looser that I think had the most strength because she started her weight loss journey before the biggest loser and was determined to finish. I am inspired by her.
Strength can be interpreted many ways. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Which strength is the one that is most important? Truthfully, it’s a combination of the three. Lack of strength in any of those areas and you’ll be left wanting, yearning, or failing. We must balance our lives.
Strength. We all have it inside of us, and the key to unlocking it has yet to be found. Each key is different, all of different shapes, sizes, metals. I’m not sure what unlocks mine, but I find it at the most convenient times. Sometimes I just man up and do what has to be done, but I think part of that is just my nature, not necessarily strength.
You have to have strength to hold in your poo. Just like I have to go poo right now. But instead of going poo, I decided to show strength and stumble. And also to continuously misspell strength when all I want to do is go poop. Longest minute of my life.