destiny

The sword of destiny has two edges. You are one of them.

She shook her head in perplexity. "I'll never know where you got the idea that you were destined for greatness." She dropped the rest of the rabbit in the pot and begun to clean the underside of its skin. She would use the fur. "You certainly didn't inherit it from your forebears.

An obscure character by the name of Belial. He is interpreted as a minion of the devil by some scholars, but that is wrong. It is ignorance. The name means, literally speaking, 'one who cannot be yoked,' and it is really every one of us who takes control of our own destiny while others blow in the wind. We may be punished for it, but we would never do it another way. We are all Belials.

The effects of Fate come together like stew simmering with provisions from the universe. Which ingredients we__e used make the end result easy to swallow or bitterly distasteful. So choose wisely for, when our lot in life is done, only those young enough or strong enough can toss their destiny aside and start over.

Nothing before its time, son. Everything in its own time, to its own schedule.

This is my calling.This is my destiny.I am living my dreams.

Be the author, not the reader, of your own life.

God's grace is your inner strength.Go ahead and pursue your God-given dreams.

We are capable of great works through the mighty power of the Holy Spirit.

Now, as the weeks passed, there was a future, there was a trouble that would not go away.

People meet when they need to meet.

If all you do is set goals and achieve them then you have learned to be a doer. Happiness isn__ at the end of the next goal. It is the journey of aligning your choices to mold your character into the type of person who lives their belief system, then creates a life purpose that reflects that same person.

Good things happen, bad things are done...

God can use you. You must be willing to follow His leading.

,m./But it is precisely at those moments when the glass seems to be __et fair_ that Fate invariably decides to take a hand.

At this point I think we need to embrace the weird. High-five it. Give it our phone number.

You are today where your decisions have brought you; you will be tomorrow where your decisions will take you. If you really want to know who you are now, take a tour about the decisions you made some years back.

When the filly, the maiden, the boy and the warrior are ready to take up their Destinies, each will know it. The filly will become a mare, the maiden a woman, the boy a man. The Warrior, however, will pick up a stick and walk from his mother, his people, and his land, and never once remove his eyes from the true red road that lies beneath his feet. And yet, he will never know that he is on his Path. (From Brothers of Light)