We do not deserve the love and mercy God has shown us. John 3:1 says “Therefore what manner of love the Lord has bestowed on us that we may be called his childeren…” He loves us so much and I live him with all my heart.
I deserve to be successful, knowing that my success doesn’t take away that equal opportunity for others. I deserve it and you all deserve it too. I love you.
People today are so entitled. I see it in my daugher’s generation, all the way through mine. I wonder why they think they “deserve” the things they want? What ever happened to hard work? I try to teach my daughter that what she deserves is respect, love, and the opportunity to work for what she wants. That is all any of us deserve.
I deserve to get an iPhone. I’m old enough, I’m responsible, and I’m also 15 and cute ;) I can handle an iPhone. My parents don’t think I’m ready but I sure do.
I devon harrison, dosent deserve to live this way in this earthly trial, its horrible, but this is our training boot camp for when we choose to in strict ways or pleasure.
And I bet you love to think that I’m getting what you think I deserve for alienating my own flesh and blood, but you always seem to forget why that was in the first place. I’m sure you’re sitting on the couch with it’s ugly faded coffee swirls laughing your head off because you can see me getting pushed around by other kids with normal families or because you can hear my teachers trying to get through to me that life without a father isn’t life at all.
But you’re the only one who got what they deserve in someone else’s eyes. Because I won’t regret this and no one here’s out to get me.
“Stupid service,” Ryan grumbled as he hit the ‘end call’ button like a disloyal lover. He sulked down the block, too lost in his thoughts of all the ways AT&T had wronged him to notice the emaciated homeless woman shivering on the corner.
You deserve what you think you deserve. You are a spiritual with unlimited potential and you need to be cognizant of that. The sky is not the limit, it’s the Universe. And as soon as you understand that, then you have mastered your life.
We don’t deserve to go to heaven because we sin. But we are forgiven by our Father God, even though we don’t deserve to be forgiven. Even though we sin, God still loves us.
I don’t deserve this. I never did anything right. He has amazing grace to cover my sins. Jesus, thank you for saving me. I know I don’t deserve your mercy, but you saved me anyway.
She righteously stomped her foot. It didn’t come off righteous. It came off huffy. “No, listen, you don’t understand, it was MINE.” She was pouting. She could feel herself pouting. No matter. This was not about appearance. This was about justice. She raised her eyebrows in an attempt to off-balance her puckered lower lip.
You deserve something for you. Sometimes you need to take a break from worrying about others and worry about yourself, think about you; you deserve it. It’s not selfish, it’s what’s needed.
I deserve something, nothing, anything. What I need isn’t what YOU think I need. It’s what I want, what I need. It’s what one person wants. What one person needs. Deserving.
I deserve a better life. One with decent friends would be nice. I feel so lonely sometimes. I’m not too sure if all my friends are my real friends. But this is meant to be about the word deserve. I do not deserve such cruelty.
what does deserve even mean? why do people feel so deserving of things? Is it because they’ve always had them and don’t know what it’s like to go without? are they grateful for what they have? would going without make them more grateful or just more outraged at being deprived? wha have we done I deserve such luck and abundance?
A happy life? I don’t know, really. I’ve been alone for a while, and now she’s come into my life, she’s turned everything up, I don’t even know where my stuff IS anymore-
I deserve a life that is littering. The time that crawls and creeps, seeping into wholeness. I don’t fret wildly about new dawns, new days and lovely slow seconds. I deserve them. I am a sun.
I think i deserve a lot of things in this world. For example, love is something all humans deserve but I personally have been waiting so long for this one person to love me and now that I have it I am still unhappy and …
I deserve this; all my life has led up to this very moment. I now am entrenched in the muddy and bloody hells of Korea, and I deserve to live. I deserve to keep living and get the hell out of this god-forsaken place. I deserve to live a long life. I deserve this.
Denver School of the Arts, actually. I deserved it for sure. It wasn’t what I had been dreaming of for years like others had. I didn’t work my ass off on my video, exactly……
I don’t deserve this. The anger and hatred that courses hot through my body and boils my blood. I want to make others feel my pain and am embarrassed of the times that I have done just that. I. do. not. deserve this. I don’t want to be a victim.
There are a lot of things that I deserve coming to me; a lot of things are my fault, after all. Life is all about consequences, both the good and the bad. i can’t even be upset at myself, in all honesty. But there are some things that, while I am okay with, I know will be upsetting to others, and that’s the part that scares me.
I guess life’s just funny like that. Even the good can be scary.
We all think we are deserving. What exactly that is depends. The good, caring, morally upright people of the world think they are deserving of a wealth of pleasures and good fortunes because of their respectable ways.
“Please,” I muttered, staring at the ground. I was on my hands and knees, could only see his feet, and a little voice in my head whispered that I was being stupid, that I looked like and idiot. “I deserve to be punished.”
I couldn’t see it, but I could feel my superior tilting his head – something in his stature, his footing. I half hoped that he would reassure me, tell me, yes, I was being silly. But instead —
“Yes. You do. We execute you tomorrow.”
My throat got clogged up with tears and I couldn’t speak.
I deserve to choose happiness unapologetically, unfetered by doubt, and with full acceptance by myself. If I’m not happy I can’t make anyone else happy.
“You don’t deserve this.”
She nodded. “But who are you to decide that?”
And before he could think of words to answer, she shook her head, letting her hair fall over her bruises, but not disingenuous or shy in the least. She carried something worthier than untainted skin: she had love, pride and, most importantly, a small bottle of pepper spray in her night table, in case love would one night go too far.
I deserve to be happy because I am alive. I am alive because I have a choice. My choice is to love. I love to be with you. You are eery part of me. Me: happy and alive by choice; loving you with every part of me.
I was surprised to hear him say that, after all the weeks we didn’t speak to each other. I didn’t want to deal with him. His audacity was already uncharacteristic enough. I’d imagine him to be the type of guy who would shrug and walk away after an argument or a tense exchange. Not this boy. He was willing to guilt trip in front of me. Beg for forgiveness. See if we could forge something different.
She didn’t deserve what was coming her way. The storm that was destroying lives of many innocent people wasn’t supposed to come and visit her for a bit. She was supposed to be safe inside a cave, holding herself with a warm blanket as she waited for the storm to pass. However, she didn’t have a chance to do that as the storm took over her life and blew everything into darkness.
We do not deserve the love and mercy God has shown us. John 3:1 says “Therefore what manner of love the Lord has bestowed on us that we may be called his childeren…” He loves us so much and I live him with all my heart.
I don’t deserve my family or life but god still let me have it anyways.
I deserve to be successful, knowing that my success doesn’t take away that equal opportunity for others. I deserve it and you all deserve it too. I love you.
The puppy deserved to have a home like it’s brothers, and sisters. It deserved to be loved, and cared for.
People today are so entitled. I see it in my daugher’s generation, all the way through mine. I wonder why they think they “deserve” the things they want? What ever happened to hard work? I try to teach my daughter that what she deserves is respect, love, and the opportunity to work for what she wants. That is all any of us deserve.
I deserve to get an iPhone. I’m old enough, I’m responsible, and I’m also 15 and cute ;) I can handle an iPhone. My parents don’t think I’m ready but I sure do.
I devon harrison, dosent deserve to live this way in this earthly trial, its horrible, but this is our training boot camp for when we choose to in strict ways or pleasure.
And I bet you love to think that I’m getting what you think I deserve for alienating my own flesh and blood, but you always seem to forget why that was in the first place. I’m sure you’re sitting on the couch with it’s ugly faded coffee swirls laughing your head off because you can see me getting pushed around by other kids with normal families or because you can hear my teachers trying to get through to me that life without a father isn’t life at all.
But you’re the only one who got what they deserve in someone else’s eyes. Because I won’t regret this and no one here’s out to get me.
“Stupid service,” Ryan grumbled as he hit the ‘end call’ button like a disloyal lover. He sulked down the block, too lost in his thoughts of all the ways AT&T had wronged him to notice the emaciated homeless woman shivering on the corner.
You deserve what you think you deserve. You are a spiritual with unlimited potential and you need to be cognizant of that. The sky is not the limit, it’s the Universe. And as soon as you understand that, then you have mastered your life.
We don’t deserve to go to heaven because we sin. But we are forgiven by our Father God, even though we don’t deserve to be forgiven. Even though we sin, God still loves us.
I don’t deserve this. I never did anything right. He has amazing grace to cover my sins. Jesus, thank you for saving me. I know I don’t deserve your mercy, but you saved me anyway.
She righteously stomped her foot. It didn’t come off righteous. It came off huffy. “No, listen, you don’t understand, it was MINE.” She was pouting. She could feel herself pouting. No matter. This was not about appearance. This was about justice. She raised her eyebrows in an attempt to off-balance her puckered lower lip.
You deserve something for you. Sometimes you need to take a break from worrying about others and worry about yourself, think about you; you deserve it. It’s not selfish, it’s what’s needed.
It’s hard to know what you deserve when you have been hurt all your life. Do you really know? You wait and wait and then when it comes will you know?
I deserve something, nothing, anything. What I need isn’t what YOU think I need. It’s what I want, what I need. It’s what one person wants. What one person needs. Deserving.
He deserves better than this. Having spent his whole life dedicated to helping others, he should have gone through this lonely death.
I deserve a better life. One with decent friends would be nice. I feel so lonely sometimes. I’m not too sure if all my friends are my real friends. But this is meant to be about the word deserve. I do not deserve such cruelty.
How deserving are we, really, of all the things in our life
How much have we truly gained by virtue of our own merit
Perhaps now, more than ever, we ought to keep in mind how blessed we are
To have more than we could ever gave earned by our own human effort
what does deserve even mean? why do people feel so deserving of things? Is it because they’ve always had them and don’t know what it’s like to go without? are they grateful for what they have? would going without make them more grateful or just more outraged at being deprived? wha have we done I deserve such luck and abundance?
“What exactly do you think you deserve?”
A happy life? I don’t know, really. I’ve been alone for a while, and now she’s come into my life, she’s turned everything up, I don’t even know where my stuff IS anymore-
“Is she what you deserve, then?”
I don’t know. Maybe. I think it’s what I needed.
I deserve a life that is littering. The time that crawls and creeps, seeping into wholeness. I don’t fret wildly about new dawns, new days and lovely slow seconds. I deserve them. I am a sun.
I think i deserve a lot of things in this world. For example, love is something all humans deserve but I personally have been waiting so long for this one person to love me and now that I have it I am still unhappy and …
I deserve this; all my life has led up to this very moment. I now am entrenched in the muddy and bloody hells of Korea, and I deserve to live. I deserve to keep living and get the hell out of this god-forsaken place. I deserve to live a long life. I deserve this.
Deserve-to get something cause you work for it.
You didn’t deserve what I did
That was something that I couldn’t see
I let it passed, You let me in
I didn´t care, I still felt free
You don’t deserve what I did
I didn’t think, didn’t keep it real
It was my fault, you never blamed me
I should be inside
‘She deserves to be happy’. That’s all I heard from everyone. But how is she going to be happy when she is in debt….
I deserved that spot in DSA.
Denver School of the Arts, actually. I deserved it for sure. It wasn’t what I had been dreaming of for years like others had. I didn’t work my ass off on my video, exactly……
….but I deserved it, alright.
I don’t deserve this. The anger and hatred that courses hot through my body and boils my blood. I want to make others feel my pain and am embarrassed of the times that I have done just that. I. do. not. deserve this. I don’t want to be a victim.
i deserve it. i worked hard. i deserve it… i’m a good person. do i deserve it? i don’t deserve this.
i don’t deserve anything but i owe myself love.
do i deserve something that i crave?
do i deserve something that i convince myself to indulge in
There are a lot of things that I deserve coming to me; a lot of things are my fault, after all. Life is all about consequences, both the good and the bad. i can’t even be upset at myself, in all honesty. But there are some things that, while I am okay with, I know will be upsetting to others, and that’s the part that scares me.
I guess life’s just funny like that. Even the good can be scary.
We all think we are deserving. What exactly that is depends. The good, caring, morally upright people of the world think they are deserving of a wealth of pleasures and good fortunes because of their respectable ways.
“Please,” I muttered, staring at the ground. I was on my hands and knees, could only see his feet, and a little voice in my head whispered that I was being stupid, that I looked like and idiot. “I deserve to be punished.”
I couldn’t see it, but I could feel my superior tilting his head – something in his stature, his footing. I half hoped that he would reassure me, tell me, yes, I was being silly. But instead —
“Yes. You do. We execute you tomorrow.”
My throat got clogged up with tears and I couldn’t speak.
on his list
for lovers
meeting most
but not all
measures
she still
deserves
a chance
what if?
I deserve to choose happiness unapologetically, unfetered by doubt, and with full acceptance by myself. If I’m not happy I can’t make anyone else happy.
“You don’t deserve this.”
She nodded. “But who are you to decide that?”
And before he could think of words to answer, she shook her head, letting her hair fall over her bruises, but not disingenuous or shy in the least. She carried something worthier than untainted skin: she had love, pride and, most importantly, a small bottle of pepper spray in her night table, in case love would one night go too far.
I deserve to be happy because I am alive. I am alive because I have a choice. My choice is to love. I love to be with you. You are eery part of me. Me: happy and alive by choice; loving you with every part of me.
“I deserved the silent treatment, didn’t I?”
I was surprised to hear him say that, after all the weeks we didn’t speak to each other. I didn’t want to deal with him. His audacity was already uncharacteristic enough. I’d imagine him to be the type of guy who would shrug and walk away after an argument or a tense exchange. Not this boy. He was willing to guilt trip in front of me. Beg for forgiveness. See if we could forge something different.
“Yeah,” I replied. “Yeah, you did deserve it.”
She didn’t deserve what was coming her way. The storm that was destroying lives of many innocent people wasn’t supposed to come and visit her for a bit. She was supposed to be safe inside a cave, holding herself with a warm blanket as she waited for the storm to pass. However, she didn’t have a chance to do that as the storm took over her life and blew everything into darkness.