I’ve never been the type of person to hide my feelings, I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve. But some things are too deeply intertwined into the fabric of my being. It amazes me that something other than myself or my Maker can so deeply embed itself, even when my mind knows it is a foreign object, not a part of who I am. I cannot speak of it, I can’t explain it, and I refuse...
The heart of a man is like deep waters
The interesting thing about most trials is that only about half the battle is the trial itself. The other half is you: what you learn about yourself, the very searching and questioning of your being, and how you get through it. Sometimes the biggest enemy is not the trial, but yourself. It is the shifting of the contents of your heart, uncovering what lies fathoms deep. Sometimes its treasuring...
hope… oh yes that tiny thread in a spider’s web that can tangle you up or be an anchor in the deepest storm.
And the Lord will continually guide you and satisfy your desire in scorched...– Isaiah 58:11
Your way was through the sea, Your path through great waters. Your footprints...
When your heart is broken you plant seeds in the cracks and you pray for rain.– Andrea Gibson (via revelationsong)
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I have come so they can have...– john 10:10 (NIRV)
A Journey Around the Sun: They say the snow is... →
sheisonlysleeping: They say the snow is magical and special. Each snowflake is unique. Water is the only element with the right properties for clouds and ice, and snowflakes. But maybe they say it because we need something to help us feel better in winter time, when everything is cold and deadly, and the sun… ^^click link to keep reading
live is too short and precious to let these things...