tenderness

[The] insistence on the absolutely indiscriminate nature of compassion within the Kingdom is the dominant perspective of almost all of Jesus' teaching.What is indiscriminate compassion? 'Take a look at a rose. Is is possible for the rose to say, "I'll offer my fragrance to good people and withhold it from bad people"? Or can you imagine a lamp that withholds its rays from a wicked person who seeks to walk in its light? It could do that only be ceasing to be a lamp. And observe how helplessly and indiscriminately a tree gives its shade to everyone, good and bad, young and old, high and low; to animals and humans and every living creature -- even to the one who seeks to cut it down. This is the first quality of compassion -- its indiscriminate character.' (Anthony DeMello, The Way to Love)...What makes the Kingdom come is heartfelt compassion: a way of tenderness that knows no frontiers, no labels, no compartmentalizing, and no sectarian divisions.

The architecture of the Minotaur__ heart is ancient. Rough hewn and many chambered, his heart is a plodding laborious thing, built for churning through the millennia. But the blood it pumps__he blood it has pumped for five thousand years, the blood it will pump for the rest of his life__s nearly human blood. It carries with it, through his monster__ veins, the weighty, necessary, terrible stuff of human existence: fear, wonder, hope, wickedness, love. But in the Minotaur__ world it is far easier to kill and devour seven virgins year after year, their rattling bones rising at his feet like a sea of cracked ice, than to accept tenderness and return it.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated....foreverin my mother__ arms.

in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.

Falling in love was easy-when romantic attraction was combined with hungry, unsated desire, they formed a glamorous, glittering bauble as fragile as it was alluring, a bauble that could shatter as soon as it was grasped.Tenderness was a different story. It had staying power and the promise of a future.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

tell meof something fiercer than the love with which i gaze upon youof something softer than the tendernesswith which i hold you.

He danced the way he made love, with passion and tenderness and spirit, communicating with hands and eyes the most subtle messages, tenderly making up for Lila's awkwardness. In his lashes and his hair, mist clung in tiny diamond drops. She could not take her eyes from him.

Violence is weakness. True strength comes not through brutality and savagery, but through tenderness, mercy and grace.

Tenderness, mercy and love, we all need more of.

Your sensitivity, your tenderness, your eyes make me pick up my pen and write, Mrignayni!

I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures.

Your eyes hide a tenderness that is more sensitive than all the red roses of the world.

Another tear appeared and then another, trailing silently down her cheeks. This was so much harder than she__ thought it would be. She was usually so articulate, yet at the moment her brain seemed to have turned to mush.He turned his head to kiss the tears from her cheek, and it was as though his act of tenderness finally unleashed the truth that was struggling to emerge.

Can I touch you?__is lashes closed, resting on the tops of his tanned, sculpted cheeks as his smile grew broad. __ou don__ have to ask._ I reached out immediately but paused within inches of contact. He must__e sensed my hesitation because he reopened his eyes. __hat__ wrong?__ swallowed, utterly overwhelmed. __ don__ know where to start.__ason__ gaze warmed . He wrapped strong warm fingers around my wrist and drew my palm forward, leading me where he wanted my hand to follow. When he set it on the center of his chest, right over his heart and pressed my flesh to his as if fingerprinting my soul to his. I blinked back gratified tears.__tart here. No one__ ever touched me here before.

when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.

there have been morningsso quiet and tenderlike a poem, on Thursday's lipsthat I wonderedif I'd been kissed at all...

When we see everyone the way God sees them, all their frailties and weaknesses as well as their strengths,we can learn to treat them tenderly. We must also view ourselves from God's perspective: lovingly, tenderly, and patiently. We can do the same with our spouses and other children or family members.