Lord, Thank You
I am not the mistakes I have made.
I am not the plans I have failed.
I am not the wrongs I have done.
I am not forgotten.
I am not abandoned.
I am not alone.
Because You say to the lost: Come.
You say to the Unlikely: Beloved
You say to the Battle Weary: Rest.
In a hard and beautiful world,
Your grace is the only pillowed relief for my tired soul
to rest in the Your making all things new.

seri0uslybecca:

i take my hedgehog grocery shopping and nobody tells me to stop

seri0uslybecca:

i take my hedgehog grocery shopping and nobody tells me to stop

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Solitude with God repairs the damage done by the fret and noise and clamor of the world.
Oswald Chambers  (via kvtes)

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Maybe if I shatter to dust or burn to the ground—maybe then. Maybe then a flower can grow towards the sun~


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My mother warned me that standing too close to the TV could make me go blind, but she never told me that love makes you blind too.

My mother warned me that smoking caused cancer, but she never told me that self-hatred grows faster than any tumor could.

My mother warned me that I shouldn’t listen to what others had to say, but she never told me what to do when that voice was my own.

My mother warned me about the devil with red horns and a tail, but she never told me about the tall, handsome one with hazel eyes and a smile that lit up the sky.

My mother warned me about the alcohol at parties, but she never told me that the more I drank the less I’d care.

My mother warned me that love was the most beautiful thing in the world, but she never told me that it’d keep me awake at three in the morning with tears down my cheeks.

My mother warned me that losing my virginity was something I should share with a boy I loved, but she never told me that he wouldn’t love me back.

My mother warned me that my skin was my house, but she never told me what would happen if I burned it to the ground.

Advice I should’ve paid closer attention to (1/2)

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Every morning we get a chance to be different. A chance to change. A chance to be better. Your past is your past. Leave it there. Get on with the future part.

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When it comes time to die, let us not discover that we have never lived.


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