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Deepak Chopra

God

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  • Steven Halimcompartió una citahace 7 años
    never question God, or you will be made to answer. Others took the opposite moral: keep faith with God, and he will reward you with glory and splendor.
  • b1548788795compartió una citahace 4 años
    “The world ends at the city walls, where the demons are locked out.”
  • b3177511436compartió una citahace 6 años
    Like a car with two steering wheels, the world has been guided by two forces, the spiritual and the secular, that fight for control
  • Steven Halimcompartió una citahace 7 años
    had forgotten the most important thing. God blesses his people.
  • Steven Halimcompartió una citahace 7 años
    First, you three. You are wrong because you blame Job, and yet when he challenged you to find fault with him, you couldn’t. That didn’t stop you from judging him anyway. You see sin in his heart but none in your own, which makes you hypocrites.
  • Steven Halimcompartió una citahace 7 años
    Job had always kept that in mind. He didn’t feel that he had sinned, but God looks into the deepest recesses of the heart. Being doubly careful, Job had even sanctified his sons’ houses with offerings, just in case they had harbored evil thoughts.
  • Steven Halimcompartió una citahace 7 años
    a boy, what is his father? God in the flesh. This is righteous. It is the law that fathers rule as God, and my father wanted to protect me.
  • Courtney Bankscompartió una citahace 8 años
    Why was he acting this way? There was no chance that the boy would cry. The blow was unfair. A pride known to small children rose in him. He had been insulted, and insults deserve contempt, not tears.
  • Courtney Bankscompartió una citahace 8 años
    “The world ends here,” his father grunted. He suspended his brawny arm over Job’s face. “Don’t ever forget my fist.”
  • Courtney Bankscompartió una citahace 8 años
    But his father still loomed. “One last time, boy. Where does the world end?”
    Now the boy was tongue-tied with bewilderment. He lowered his eyes. Suddenly, he was struck a hard blow on the side of his head, hard enough to hurl him flat on the ground, where he lay, very still. When he stopped seeing stars, Job stared at his father, who was bending over him, examining him the way you examine a wounded goat for maggots.
    “The world ends here,” his
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