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Everyone of us has its own dedication in life, meaning we are dedicated on something, like this guy who is so dedicated in making his pots as much as possible perfect in all ways. I wonder how he manage to have all his pots in a same height & diameter. Yes ofcourse if we measure it, it will not that perfect, but in our eyes its different.
Cheers to all.
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WHY THE AMERICAN FLAG IS FOLDED 13 TIMES
Have you ever noticed on TV or at military funerals that the honor guard pays meticulous attention to correctly folding the American flag 13 times?
I've known how the 21 gun salute was determined (adding the individual digits of 1776), but only recently learned why the flag was folded 13 times when it is lowered or when it is folded and handed to the widow at the burial of a veteran.
HERE IT IS: The first fold of our flag is a symbol of life.
The second fold is a symbol of our belief in eternal life.
The third fold is made in honor and remembrance of the veterans departing our ranks who gave a portion of their lives for the defense of our country to attain peace throughout the world.
The fourth fold represents our weaker nature, for as American citizens trusting in God, it is to Him we turn in times of peace as well as in time of war for His divine guidance.
The fifth fold is a tribute to our country, for in the words of Stephen Decatur, "Our Country, in dealing with other countries, may she always be right; but it is still our country, right or wrong."
The sixth fold is for where our hearts lie. It is with our heart that we pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States Of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all.
The seventh fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces, for it is through the Armed Forces that we protect our country and our flag against all her enemies, whether they be found within or without the boundaries of our republic.
The eighth fold is a tribute to the one who entered into the valley of the shadow of death, that we might see the light of day, and to honor mother, for whom it flies on Mother's Day.
The ninth fold is a tribute to womanhood; for it has been through their faith, their love, loyalty and devotion that the character of the men and women who have made this country great has been molded.
The tenth fold is a tribute to the father, for he, too, has given his sons and daughters for the defense of our country since they were first born.
The eleventh fold, in the eyes of a Hebrew citizen represents the lower portion of the seal of King David and King Solomon, and glorifies in their eyes, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
The twelfth fold, in the eyes of a Christian citizen, represents an emblem of eternity and glorifies, in their eyes, God the Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit.
When the flag is completely folded, the stars are uppermost reminding us of our nation's motto, "In God We Trust". After the flag is completely folded and tucked in, it takes on the appearance of a cocked hat, ever reminding us of the soldiers who served under General George Washington, and the sailors and marines who served under Captain John Paul Jones, who were followed by their comrades and shipmates in the Armed Forces of the United States, preserving for us the rights, privileges, and freedoms we enjoy today. There are some traditions and ways of doing things which have deep meaning. You will see many flags folded in the coming weeks, and now you will know why.
I've been running, trying to be one who sees
I've been working, this salvation out on my knees
There is nothing better than knowing
We are redeemed
I'm believing, trusting in creative hands,
I am praying for our world to bow to your plan
And this one thought is unmistakable
To take up my cross and follow You Lord
When You stand, the tall tress and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion
The lost become chosen, and I fall to my knees
I'm forgiven by a Savior who did not deserve death
He was blameless and I was lost in shamefulness
Undelivered, but it doesn't seem right
Unless I keep my eyes focues on the Savior who gave His life
In the middle of a world that denies it believes
It is breaking apart at the very seams
There is one thing to be alive for
And it's to take up my cross and follow You Lord
When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion
The lost become chosen, and I fall to my knees
I will take up my cross and follow Lord where You lead me
And I will take up my cross and follow wherever you go
When You stand, the tall trees and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans are still
And I see the sinner seek devotion
The lost become chosen, and I fall to my knees
Fall to my knees
Here is Gallad, our 11 month-old puppy giving me that look...he loves to be talked to and like most dogs, he pricks up his ears, cocks his head and fixes his eyes on me as if trying to understand what the human is saying...and then he talks back in little yipes and hound howls. I love the look of utter trust in his eyes.
"And as the plague keeps crawling
They eat the innards of the saints
We failed
Drawn to the pit by the smell of the carcass
Mankind is enticed to oppression
Blind and tied then bred to swallow this ill-fated blasphemous creed
Taste the vile golden crown
Forge anew the curse of life
Sworn to obey your masters calling
Tyranny is the saviour’s will and faith
Bastards who hail the unseen servitude
To fulfill their need to endure
They cast them in gaols, tortured, skinned, maimed and sliced
May their kin be eradicated to delight in everlasting grace
Rabid like dogs, we serve and disgust you
Weaving our self loathe to cling upon our lives
Tyranny - We shall be devoted to centuries of pain
Tyranny - We shall be devoted to slavers of the self
Rabid like dogs, we serve and disgust you
Weaving our self loathe to cling upon our lives
Oh monarch, beseech us to keep upon our necks and feet the gentle chains of higher scorn
Avow the guilt and skin the earth upon which I sacrifice my will and my desire for thee
Fierce is the one who detests his creation
As rot engulfs the ascended
Choice became the mark of the traitors
Hanging down from sacred trees
Spiritual cancer swells
To dissolve our mortal shell
Don’t you see they birthed the culling?
Tyranny is the saviour’s will and faith
Bastards who hail the unseen servitude
To fulfill their need to endure
They cast them in gaols, tortured, skinned, maimed and sliced
May their kin be eradicated to feed the neverending grace of war."
In front of the Jokhang temple, she and her family did a full body prostration.
This is very hard to do,
The actual prostration is performed by dropping the body forward and stretching it full length on the floor, the arms outstretched in front.... Again, with hands in the lotus bud mudra, bend your arms back and touch your hands to the top of your head (forehead touching the ground), a gesture that acknowledges the blessing flowing from Guru Rinpoche. Then stretch your arms out once more and push yourself up.... Bring your hands into the lotus bud mudra for the third time and touch your heart in a gesture of reverence. Then, walk forward in body length, with a smooth motion, bring your hands to your crown and perform the next prostration...........
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostration_(Buddhism)
Candles offered to Santo Cristo de Lepanto, a battle-scarred, dark-skinned Christ inside one of the many chapels within Barcelona's Catedral de la Seu.
Since everyone loved this photo before, I'll upload it now. Gonna go take some photos later today when the sun goes down (because that's my favorite time!)
Thank you for those that voted for me, I won first place for the contest. I'm very excited! Cannot wait to get my new Flip Ultra HD in the mail. :)
A stained glass window in St Mary The Virgin Church, Welwyn.
cms.welwyn.org.uk/index.php?option=com_content&view=a...
Straight out of the camera.
Much better on black or large please xx
Photographers on Painted Hills at sunrise.
Shot in Death Valley National Park with an 18-55mm kit lens (@55mm) on a Nikon D3100.
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Dear old world...
you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.
~ Lucy Maud Montgomery ~
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