Y abrió sus alas y voló Muy lejos Donde nunca nadie más llegó Y demostró que no hay límite No hay imposibles Cuando tienes fe Adentro. Y en su vuelo encontró Sufrimiento y dolor Y tuvo que volar con alas rotas Y pensó en regresar Y en su sueño abandonar Pero volvió a mirar Más a lo lejos Y luchó contra el miedo Y pensó Estoy muy lejos para regresar Yo seguiré volando hasta encontrar El lugar donde se supone que debo estar Hay un destino hecho para mí Y esa es la razón de mi vivir Para hacer algo grande he nacido aquí Y abrió sus alas y voló Sin miedo Donde nuca nadie más soñó Y demostró que no hay límite No hay imposibles Cuando tienes fe Y en su vuelo encontró El dolor de la traición Y tuvo que volar con alas rotas Y pensó en regresar Y su sueño abandonar Pero volvió a mirar más a lo lejos Y luchó contra el miedo Y pensó Estoy muy lejos para regresar Yo seguiré volando hasta encontrar El lugar donde se supone que debo estar Hay un destino hecho para mí Y esa es la razón de mi vivir Para hacer algo grande he nacido aquí No voy a regresar Hay algo más allá Hay algo más allá El cielo es el límite El cielo es el límite El cielo, el cielo.
El cielo es el límite
sábado, 27 de agosto de 2011
“Are you kidding me? I’m still thinking Zac Efron’s my husband.”
viernes, 26 de agosto de 2011
See that boy doing his homework in homeroom? ... He couldn't do it last night because he was too busy talking his best friend out of suicide. See that girl, with her face caked in make up? ... She's bullied, she needs to feel beautiful. See him, the one who wears long sleeves everyday? ... He covers his arms to hide the scars. See her, with the cheap, hand-me-down clothes? ... Her family can't afford food for half the month, let alone get brand names. See the girl who laughs and smiles at every little thing? ... She cries herself to sleep every night. Wonder why she never lets her friends over her house? ... Because she's afraid they'll see her dad passed out drunk on the floor, as always. See how that girl cringes at rape jokes? ... She was raped. See the boy who everyone goes to for advice? ... He wishes someone would do the same for him. See the girl who never brings a lunch? ... She's disgusted by her body. See her, with the little waist? ... She goes to the bathroom and forces herself to throw up so that she can keep her waist that way. See the boy over there, see the dark circles under his eyes? ... He has insomnia, he fears what he'll see in his dreams. See that girl daydreaming over there? ... She has schizophrenia. See the boy biting his nails? ... He has cancer and he's wondering how much time he has left. See your best friend? ... She's addicted to drugs, but she can't tell you because you wont understand. See that boy reading all about 9/11? ... His parents died on that day. See her, with her phone on her at all times? ... She's waiting for a call saying her sister was found after a kidnapping 4 years ago. Don't judge.
lunes, 22 de agosto de 2011
"When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life."
— John Lennon
domingo, 21 de agosto de 2011
Soul Surfer: quotes from the movie part 1
Surfing isn't the most important thing in life. Love is. I've had the chance to embrace more people with one arm than I ever could with two.
I don't need easy. I just need possible.
Love is bigger than any tidal wave or fear.
Normal is so overrated.
Compassion can drive us to do amazing things and give us perspective.
They say the Lord works in mysterious ways- I say that’s an understatement. Who would have thought that teaching a kid to surf, would teach me that surfing isn’t the most important thing in the world? And that something else is. Love. Bigger than any tidal wave, more powerful than any fear.
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11
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