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Profundo es el amor de Dios

Christian lyrics translated to spanish

Título original: How deep the Father’s love for us
Compositor: Stuart Townend
Traducción: Diego Basalo

SPANISH: Profundo es el amor de Dios

Profundo es el amor de Dios
Tan vasto e infinito
que dio a su Hijo amado por
amor a los perdidos
Qué gran dolor causó a mi Dios
ver padecer a Cristo
Herido en una cruz murió
por quienes han creído

Allí, en esa cruz está
Él carga con mis culpas
Vergüenza siento al escuchar
mi voz entre las burlas
Y mi pecado lo llevó
a ser crucificado
Mas vida su muerte me dio
Yo sé que ha terminado

De nada yo presumiré
pues muerte yo merezco
mas en la cruz me gloriaré
la cruz de Jesucristo
¿Por qué me da de su favor?
No puedo contestarlo
Mas esto sé de corazón
Jesús me ha rescatado

ENGLISH: How deep the Father’s love for us

How deep the Father’s…

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Caring for Your Parents

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As college students, most of us live away from home. We rent out apartments, live in dorms, and find ourselves apart from family months at a time. So when we find ourselves going home for breaks, the time is limited and precious.

We look forward to breaks. They’re a time of sleeping in our own beds, eating home-cooked food, and hanging out with old friends. They’re a time where we can sleep in, binge-watch on series that we’ve put on hold, and stay up late in the night for fun. But as more breaks have gone by, I’ve begin to realize: College is short. It’s fun to do nothing on break and have Netflix as your best friend, but time is fleeting.

15 Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise,16 making the best use of the time, because the days are evil.17 Therefore do…

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Coffee Brewing Methods


Gone are the days where all that was needed to make a cup of brewed coffee was an auto-drip machine and a paper filter. Coffee shops now have glass siphons lining the counter, looking as if they came straight from a chemistry lab. Baristas can be seen meticulously pouring water from a swan necked kettle into a ceramic funnel, which slowly drips coffee into a cup sitting on a scale. There is even a ready-to-serve cold brew option that was prepared the night before. These days, coffee shops seem to be stocked with new tools for brewing the delicious caffeinated beverage. With the resulting brews varying in flavor, why stick to just one method? Each apparatus has a different extraction process and requirements for grind coarseness, heat, and time.

800px-A_small_cup_of_coffee A cup of coffee. Photo Credit: (Julius Schorzman/Wikimedia Commons)

For all brewing methods, coffee must first be ground; then its…

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Reading the Bible

Do not expect to master the Bible in a day, or a month, or a year. Rather expect often to be puzzled by its contents. It is not all equally clear. Great men of God often feel like absolute novices when they read the Word. The apostle Peter said that there were some things hard to understand in the epistles of Paul (2 Peter 3:16). I am glad he wrote those words because i have felt that often. So do not expect always to get an emotional charge or a feeling of quiet peace when you read the Bible. By the grace of God you may expect that to be a frequent experience, but often you will get no emotional response at all. Let the Word break over your heart again and again as the years go by, and imperceptibly there will come great changes in your attitude and outlook and conduct. You will probably be the last to recognize these. Often you will feel very, very small, because increasingly the God of the Bible will become to you wonderfully great. So go on reading it until you can read no longer, and then you will not need the Bible any more, because when your eyes close for the last time in death, and never again read the Word of God in Scripture you will open them to the Word of God in the flesh, that same Jesus of the bible whom you have known for so long, standing before you to take you for ever to His eternal home.

Geoffrey Thomas, Reading the Bible, in Donald S. Whitney, Spiritual Disciplines for the Christian Life.

Sebastião Salgado: A gallery of spectacular photographs

TED Blog

Ask photojournalists to name a peer they admire, and Sebastião Salgado’s name is sure to crop up. The Brazilian is renowned for the long-term projects he undertakes, devoting years at a time to documenting the story of a particular people or the evolution of a certain place. [ted_talkteaser id=1729]As he describes in the talk he gave at TED2013, his attention to detail and his personal attachment to his subjects caused health problems that nearly killed him.

Thankfully, he didn’t give up. His most recent project is Genesis, which he describes as “my love letter to the planet” and for which he spent eight years traveling the world to photograph humans, animals and nature in their native glory. (To read more details about Salgado’s process, see this rather lovely Q&A with TED photographer Ryan Lash.) The resulting black-and-white images include the astonishing shot, above, of a Southern right whale, which he photographed…

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O Lord,
My every sense, member, faculty, affection, is a snare to me,
I can scarce open my eyes but I envy those above me, or despise those below.
I covet honour and riches of the mighty, and am proud and unmerciful to the rags of others;
If I behold beauty it is a bait to lust, or see deformity, it stirs up loathing and disdain;
How soon do slanders, vain jests, and wanton speeches creep into my heart!
Am I comely? what fuel for pride!
Am I deformed? what an occasion for repining!
Am I gifted? I lust after applause!
Am I unlearned? how I despise what I have not!
Am I in authority? how prone to abuse my trust, make will my law, exclude others’ enjoyments, serve my own interests and policy!
Am I inferior? how much I grudge others’ pre-eminence!
Am I rich? how exalted I become!
Thou knowest that all these are snares by my corruptions, and that my greatest snare is myself.
I bewail that my apprehensions are dull, my thoughts mean, my affections stupid, my expressions low, my life unbeseeming;
Yet what canst thou expect of dust but levity, of corruption but defilement?
Keep me ever mindful of my natural state, but let me not forget my heavenly title, or the grace that can deal with every sin.

“Self-Deprecation”; The Valley of Vision