January 2011
12 posts
holding on to what means most
It would be so easy to respond to his messages. I could say “I love you and miss you too” in less than 10 seconds. But I won’t because I would be lying. I know that at one point I loved him, and I still care about his well-being, but if I said I missed him I would be a liar. I don’t miss anything about him. From his abusive words to him holding my hands with care....
patience |ˈpā sh əns|noun1 the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering withoutgetting angry or upset : you can find bargains if you have the patience to siftthrough the dross.2 chiefly British term for solitaire (sense 1)
patience is something rare, something we all need and long for.
be satisfied with me
Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone; to have a deep soul relationship with someone— to be loved thoroughly and exclusively.
But God, to his daughter says…
No- not until you are satisfied, fulfilled and content with being loved by me alone. With giving yourself totally and unreservedly to me; with having an intensely personal and unique relationship with me alone;...
a week of beauty.
what more could a girl want than to be told that she is beautiful all day, every day? she just wants the truth. the truth is what she got. John 8:32 “Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”
this week has been full of devotions and healing. we carry so much more than people think and we can not carry it alone. we’ve learned that no matter how strong we try...
cries of the past
Whenever I get into a car I re-live it. The screeching brakes. The metal smashing. The smell of gasoline and fire. The dusty scent of airbags. My pounding heart, then the seconds my heart stops. The automatic self-check of my vitals that I do after slamming my right foot as hard as my tense muscles will let me. The smell of blood in my nose. The bruises on my chest, arms and legs. The...
1 Peter 2:11-12
Dare You To Move -Switchfoot
im lying on my back, with my eyes closed and i feel peaceful. when i open them and look towards my toes i dont feel a flood of reality, i feel the same. i can see my pulse through my phone on my stomach. it moves every time my heart beats. im not tired like i usually am. im not half asleep praying. its 2:30 on a friday afternoon and i am not thinking about anything in particular. im just being...
what do you love?
i love it when i can talk to someone all day, and still not have shared with them all of my thoughts.
i love it that i can talk to a guy about God, and not worry about him judging me for what i believe in.
i love it that i can be close friends with a guy without being judged by the people around us.
i love it that i am slowly overcoming the obstacles that usually cause me to fall on my face.
i...
a job or a lifestyle?
its almost 4am and i still am restless. God has been on my mind constantly since tuesday afternoon. I cant get his voice out of my head, telling me (through my mom) what i need to do. i know its Him. no one else knows what that meant to me. even though my mom said it, im sure she has no idea of the huge impact it made on me. now im wrestling with 4 ideas, one of which i will spend the rest of my...
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