Pastoral Resources

It seems every year, people make the resolution to exercise and lose weight and get in shape.

I have to confess that there have been some times when I was less than glad to be a minister, and some Sundays still when I tremble under the weight of trying to speak a word for God.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.

I want to get back to my fighting weight of 98 pounds. I have the exact measurements of that guy from the movie, Powder. Right now, I am the reigning West Coast Powder.

I'm more focused and have a greater sense of challenge, because I constantly feel the weight of time.

Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly.

The whole basis of the United Nations is the right of all nations - great or small - to have weight, to have a vote, to be attended to, to be a part of the twentieth century.

Also, with information having just come out at the time about J. Edgar Hoover's electronic surveillance of Dr. King, it gave greater weight to the statements of those persons who were alleging involvement of the FBI.

I don't think I could've carried the weight that Murrow carried.

So I've never in my whole life really been teased about my weight.

At first I threw my weight upon my heels, as one does naturally in a boot, and was a good deal bruised, but after a few hours I learned the natural walk of man, and could follow my guide in any portion of the island.

You are - all your experience just kind of accumulates, and the novel takes a richness of its own simply because it has the weight of all those years that one's put into it.

The great armies, accumulated to provide security and preserve the peace, carried the nations to war by their own weight.

A lot of people are doing something about their weight, but by their own reckoning, it isn't enough to get the results they want.

Is it a surprise that into the vessel, in which the mercury has no inclination and no repugnance, not even the slightest, to being there, it should enter and should rise in a column high enough to make equilibrium with the weight of the external air which forces it up?

You can usually tell when I'm happy by the fact that I've put on weight.

I'm fighting a losing battle here: I'm trying to lose some weight. I love chocolate; that's one of my biggest downfalls. I haven't gotten a whole lot of chocolate, thank goodness, because I'd probably be about 300 pounds.

A healthy male adult bore consumes each year one and a half times his own weight in other people's patience.

When I was larger, people said I was fat. Now that I've lost weight, they say I died.

The ecosystem of our world is a closed system: it would run out of gas, collapse of its own weight.