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love me harder
upendo is hard
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are you the harder to create or the heaven?
je! ni vigumu zaidi kukuumbeni nyinyi au mbingu?
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are ye harder to create or the heaven which he hath builded?
ni vigumu zaidi kukuumbeni nyinyi au mbingu? yeye ndiye aliye ijenga!
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are ye the harder to create, or is the heaven that he built?
ni vigumu zaidi kukuumbeni nyinyi au mbingu? yeye ndiye aliye ijenga!
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what, are you harder to create than the heaven which he has built?
ni vigumu zaidi kukuumbeni nyinyi au mbingu? yeye ndiye aliye ijenga!
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of course, it gets harder and harder to justify subsidizing your feminazi soap box.
bila shaka, inakuwa vigumu zaidi kuhalalisha kutoa ruzuku inayotokana na kodi zetu kwa mashirika haya yanayojifanya kupigania haki za wanawake.
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you may find it harder than usual to buy a ticket to or from a destination subject to warnings and restrictions.
huenda ukapata kuwa vigumu kuliko kawaida kununua tiketi kwenda au kutoka mwisho wa safari yako kulingana na maonyo na vikwazo.
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for them is a torment in the life of this world, and certainly, harder is the torment of the hereafter.
wanayo adhabu katika maisha ya dunia, na adhabu ya akhera hapana shaka ina mashaka zaidi.
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so, ask those who deny the truth if it was harder to create them than all the other things we have created?
hebu waulize: je! wao ni wenye umbo gumu zaidi au hao wengine tulio waumba.
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if the balance is tilted further in the future, it will make it harder for any one considering citizen journalism/activism.
kama malipo yaliyobaki yataendelea kuminywa zaidi huko mbeleni, itakuwa vigumu kwa yeyote anayefikiri kujiunga na uandishi/uanaharakati wa kiraia.
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(people), is your creation harder for god than that of the heavens, which he created, raised and established
ni vigumu zaidi kukuumbeni nyinyi au mbingu? yeye ndiye aliye ijenga!
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however, they had asked moses for things much harder to do than this, by saying, "show us god in person."
na kwa hakika walikwisha mtaka musa makubwa kuliko hayo. walisema: tuonyeshe mwenyezi mungu wazi wazi.
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for them is a penalty in the life of this world, but harder, truly, is the penalty of the hereafter: and defender have they none against allah.
wanayo adhabu katika maisha ya dunia, na adhabu ya akhera hapana shaka ina mashaka zaidi. na wala hawatakuwa na wa kuwalinda na mwenyezi mungu.
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thereafter, your hearts turned as hard as rocks or even harder for some rocks give way to the streams to flow. water comes out of some rocks when they are torn apart and others tumble down in awe before god.
kisha nyoyo zenu zikawa ngumu baada ya hayo, hata zikawa kama mawe au ngumu zaidi; kwani kuna mawe yanayo timbuka mito, na kuna mengine yanayo pasuka yakatoka maji ndani yake, na kuna mengine huanguka kwa sababu ya khofu ya mwenyezi mungu.
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a woman at the top works harder than a man to prove her skills, and yet she still must face entrenched prejudices and hostility, in her role as manager and leader, in a work environment largely dominated by males.
mwanamke akikamata madaraka ya juu humbidi kufanya kazi kwa bidii zidi kuliko mwanaume ili kuthibitisha uwezo wake, lakini bado hata akifanya hivyo anakumbana na uadui pamoja na mfumo unaomwona kuwa duni, iwe katika majukumu yake kama meneja na kiongozi, na hata katika mazingira yoyote ya kazi ambayo yanatawaliwa kwa kiasi kikubwa na wanaume.
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in addition to the physical complications of having hiv, there's also the stigma and taboo that comes with having the disease, which makes it harder for people to receive adequate treatment and support.
zaidi ya madhara ya kimwili ya kuwa na vvu, vilevile kuna unyanyapaa na miiko inayotokana na kuwa na ugonjwa, ambayo husababisha ugumu kwa watu kupata matibabu stahiki na msaada.
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that is their description in the torah and in the gospel they are mentioned as the seed which shoots out its stalk then becomes stronger, harder and stands firm on its stumps, attracting the farmers. thus, god has described the believers to enrage the disbelievers.
huu ndio mfano wao katika taurati. na mfano wao katika injili ni kama mmea ulio toa chipukizi lake, kisha ukalitia nguvu, ukawa mnene, ukasimama sawa juu ya ubuwa wake, ukawafurahisha wakulima, ili kuwakasirisha kwa ajili yao makafiri.
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child loss is a loss like no other. one often misunderstood by many. if you love a bereaved parent or know someone who does, remember that even his or her “good” days are harder than you could ever imagine. compassion and love, not advice, are needed. if you’d like an inside look into why the loss of a child is a grief that lasts a lifetime, here is what i’ve learned in my seven years of trekking through the unimaginable. 1). love never dies. there will never come a day, hour, minute or second i stop loving or thinking about my son. just as parents of living children unconditionally love their children always and forever, so do bereaved parents. i want to say and hear his name just the same as non-bereaved parents do. i want to speak about my deceased children as normally and naturally as you speak of your living ones. i love my child just as much as you love yours– the only difference is mine lives in heaven and talking about about him is unfortunately quite taboo in our culture. i hope to change that. our culture isn’t so great about hearing about children gone too soon, but that doesn’t stop me from saying my son’s name and sharing his love and light everywhere i go. just because it might make you uncomfortable, doesn’t make him matter any less. my son’s life was cut irreversibly short, but his love lives on forever. and ever. 2). bereaved parents share an unspeakable bond. in my seven years navigating the world as a bereaved parent, i am continually struck by the power of the bond between bereaved parents. strangers become kindreds in mere seconds– a look, a glance, a knowing of the heart connects us, even if we’ve never met before. no matter our circumstances, who we are, or how different we are, there is no greater bond than the connection between parents who understand the agony of enduring the death of a child. it’s a pain we suffer for a lifetime, and unfortunately only those who have walked the path of child loss understand the depth and breadth of both the pain and the love we carry. 3). i will grieve for a lifetime. period. the end. there is no “moving on,” or “getting over it.” there is no bow, no fix, no solution to my heartache. there is no end to the ways i will grieve and for how long i will grieve. there is no glue for my broken heart, no exilir for my pain, no going back in time. for as long as i breathe, i will grieve and ache and love my son with all my heart and soul. there will never come a time where i won’t think about who my son would be, what he would look like, and how he would be woven perfectly into the tapestry of my family. i wish people could understand that grief lasts forever because love lasts forever; that the loss of a child is not one finite event, it is a continuous loss that unfolds minute by minute over the course of a lifetime. every missed birthday, holiday, milestone– should-be back-to-school school years and graduations; weddings that will never be; grandchildren that should have been but will never be born– an entire generation of people are irrevocably altered forever. this is why grief lasts forever. the ripple effect lasts forever. the bleeding never stops. 4). it’s a club i can never leave, but is filled with the most shining souls i’ve ever known. this crappy club called child loss is a club i never wanted to join, and one i can never leave, yet is filled with some of the best people i’ve ever known. and yet we all wish we could jump ship– that we could have met another way– any other way but this. alas, these shining souls are the most beautiful, compassionate, grounded, loving, movers, shakers and healers i have ever had the honor of knowing. they are life-changers, game-changers, relentless survivors and thrivers. warrior moms and dads who redefine the word brave. every day loss parents move mountains in honor of their children gone too soon. they start movements, change laws, spearhead crusades of tireless activism. why? in the hope that even just one parent could be spared from joining the club. if you’ve ever wondered who some of the greatest world changers are, hang out with a few bereaved parents and watch how they live, see what they do in a day, a week, a lifetime. watch how they alchemize their grief into a force to be reckoned with, watch how they turn tragedy into transformation, loss into legacy. love is the most powerful force on earth, and the love between a bereaved parent and his/her child is a lifeforce to behold. get to know a bereaved parent. you’ll be thankful you did. 5). the empty chair/room/space never becomes less empty. empty chair, empty room, empty space in every family picture. empty, vacant, forever gone for this lifetime. empty spaces that should be full, everywhere we go. there is and will always be a missing space in our lives, our families, a forever-hole-in-our-hearts. time does not make the space less empty. neither do platitudes, clichés or well-wishes for us to “move on,” or “stop dwelling,” from well intentioned friends or family. nothing does. no matter how you look at it, empty is still empty. missing is still missing. gone is still gone. the problem is nothing can fill it. minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after heartbreaking year the empty space remains. the empty space of our missing child(ren) lasts a lifetime. and so we rightfully miss them forever. help us by holding the space of that truth for us. 6). no matter how long it’s been, holidays never become easier without my son. never, ever. have you ever wondered why every holiday season is like torture for a bereaved parent? even if it’s been 5, 10, or 25 years later? it’s because they really, truly are. imagine if you had to live every holiday without one or more of your precious children. imagine how that might feel for you. it would be easier to lose an arm, a leg or two– anything— than to live without your flesh and blood, without the beat of your heart. almost anything would be easier than living without one of more of your precious children. that is why holidays are always and forever hard for bereaved parents. don’t wonder why or even try to understand. know you don’t have to understand in order to be a supportive presence. consider supporting and loving some bereaved parents this holiday season. it will be the best gift you could ever give them. 7). because i know deep sorrow, i also know unspeakable joy. though i will grieve the death of my son forever and then some, it does not mean my life is lacking happiness and joy. quite the contrary, in fact, though it took awhile to get there. it is not either/or, it’s both/and. my life is more rich now. i live from a deeper place. i love deeper still. because i grieve i also know a joy like no other. the joy i experience now is far deeper and more intense than the joy i experienced before my loss. such is the alchemy of grief. because i’ve clawed my way from the depth of unimaginable pain, suffering and sorrow, again and again– when the joy comes, however and whenever it does– it is a joy that reverberates through every pore of my skin and every bone in my body. i feel all of it, deeply: the love, the grief, the joy, the pain. i embrace and thank every morsel of it. my life now is more rich and vibrant and full, not despite my loss, but because of it. in grief there are gifts, sometimes many. these gifts don’t in any way make it all “worth” it, but i am grateful beyond words for each and every gift that comes my way. i bow my head to each one and say thank you, thank you, thank you. because there is nothing– and i mean absolutely nothing– i take for granted. living life in this way gives me greater joy than i’ve ever known possible. i have my son to thank for that. being his mom is the best gift i’ve ever been given. even death can’t take that away
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