A boy is a magical creature you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can't lock him out of your heart. You can get him out of your study, but you can't get him out of your mind. Might as well give up he is your captor, your jailer, your boss and your master a freckled-faced, pint-sized, cat-chasing bundle of noise. But when you come home at night with only the shattered pieces of your hopes and dreams, he can mend them like new with two magic words Hi, Dad
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I am tearing the feathers out of the pillows, waiting, waiting for Daddy to come home...
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WHEN a man feels proud of himself, he stands erect, draws himself to his full height, throws back his head and shoulders and says with every part of his body, I am bigger and more important than you. But when he is humble he feels his littleness, and lowers his head and shrinks into himself. He abases himself. And the greater the presence in which he stands the more deeply he abases himself; the smaller he becomes in his own eyes. But when does our littleness so come home to us as when we stand in God's presence? He is the great God, who is today and yesterday, whose years are hundreds and thousands, who fills the place where we are, the city, the wide world, the measureless space of the starry sky, in whose eyes the universe is less than a particle of dust, all-holy, all-pure, all-righteous, infinitely high. He is so great, I so small, so small that beside him I seem hardly to exist, so wanting am I in worth and substance. One has no need to be told that God's presence is not the place in which to stand on one's dignity. To appear less presumptuous, to be as little and low as we feel, we sink to our knees and thus sacrifice half our height; and to satisfy our hearts still further we bow down our heads, and our diminished stature speaks to God and says, Thou art the great God; I am nothing . Therefore let not the bending of our knees be a hurried gesture, an empty form. Put meaning into it. To kneel, in the soul's intention, is to bow down before God in deepest reverence. On entering a church, or in passing before the altar, kneel down all the way without haste or hurry, putting your heart into what you do, and let your whole attitude say, Thou art the great God. It is an act of humility, an act of truth, and everytime you kneel it will do your soul good.
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In the streets and in society I am almost invariablycheap and dissipated, my life is unspeakably mean.No amount of gold or respectability would in the leastredeem it,-- dining with the Governor or a member of Congress!!But alone in the distant woods or fields,in unpretending sprout-lands or pastures tracked by rabbits,even in a bleak and, to most, cheerless day, like this,when a villager would be thinking of his inn,I come to myself, I once more feel myself grandly related,and that cold and solitude are friends of mine.I suppose that this value, in my case, is equivalentto what others get by churchgoing and prayer.I come home to my solitary woodland walk as the homesick go home.I thus dispose of the superfluous and see things as they are,grand and beautiful. I have told many that I walk every dayabout half the daylight, but I think they do not believe it.I wish to get the Concord, the Massachusetts, the America,out of my head and be sane a part of every day.
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Everyday happiness means getting up in the morning, and you can't wait to finish your breakfast. You can't wait to do your exercises. You can't wait to put on your clothes. You can't wait to get out -- and you can't wait to come home, because the soup is hot.
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The reason I love my dog so much is because when I come home, he's the only one in the world who treats me like I'm The Beatles
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Having someone wonder where you are when you don't come home at night is a very old human need
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It's risky in a marriage for a man to come home too late, but it can sometimes pose an even greater risk if he comes home too early.
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A man would prefer to come home to an unmade bed and a happy woman than to a neatly made bed and an angry woman.
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Slater Behind every good man there is a woman, and that woman was Martha Washington man, and everyday George would come home, she would have a big fat bowl waiting for him, man when he come in the door, man she was a hip, hip, hip lady, man.
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I'll mountebank their loves, Cog their hearts from them, and come home beloved Of all the trades in Rome.
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When I am abroad, I always make it a rule never to criticize or attack the government of my own country. I make up for lost time when I come home.
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Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves.
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losing hasn't bothered me as much as people might think it has. I don't come home smiling. But it may have made me a better coach.
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I come from a profession which has suffered greatly because of the lack of civility. Lawyers treat each other poorly and it has come home to haunt them. The public will not tolerate a lack of civility.
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All Hearts Come Home For Christmas
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If an ass goes traveling it will not come home a horse.
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By the time you get dressed, drive out there, play 18 holes and come home, you've blown seven hours. There are better things you can do with your time.
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If an ass goes travelling he will not come home a horse.
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Let the wife make the husband glad to come home, and let him make her sorry to see him leave.
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One of the oldest human needs is having someone wonder where you are when you don't come home at night.
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Mark 2:1:
A few days later, when Jesus again entered Capernaum, the people heard that he had come home.
(NIV)
AND JESUS having returned to Capernaum, after some days it was rumored about that He was in the house [probably Peter's].
(AMP)
And again he entered into Capernaum after some days; and it was noised that he was in the house.
(KJV)
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