Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014

laugh-addict:

Pulled a fast one on us 6 year-olds, Disney.

she knew what was upHoly shit :ODid any kid catch on to this?

I love you, Miss Grotke.

whoa…… you go, Miss Grotke.

(Source: living-in-gmajor, via splashofhope)

Apr 15, 2014
naturevalley:

True words. Dirt can be dreamy.

^

naturevalley:

True words. Dirt can be dreamy.

^

Apr 15, 2014

agianthordeofzombiesjust:

killtheweirdkid:

stop playing the victim. that’s not even a real instrument

image

(Source: neptunain, via pooky-chan)

Apr 15, 2014

waow.

I can do things too. I can reach for the sky. I can touch my toes. I can eat a whole elephant (maybe).

here’s to much doing and rejoicing and discovery!

Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014

The toughest thing is to see a person you love get to the edge of their resolve and quietly fall apart. It’s a slumping of the shoulders or a long hurtful sigh or a sarcastic remark or they blink away a tear. It’s different than hysterics. There’s a silent internal folding like a shot in the gut, a hollow feeling of resigned pointlessness: and it’s so deadly quiet.

In that moment, they may be too embarrassed to ask for help or to expose how weak they really feel. But I hope it’s that exact moment we rush in to hold them up. I hope we fill up that crumpled collapsed space with a word of life. To remind them of their value, worth, dignity, to show the progress they have made up this mountain. I hope we don’t simply plod along when we know there’s something wrong: but we fly in there with the audacity to rebel against their resignation, as gentle as a surgeon and until our voice shakes.

It won’t be pretty. Probably it’ll feel like you’re not even helping. Real love is gritty, messy, clumsy, unpolished, raw. It’s not at all romantic or like a scripted Hollywood epiphany. But our words do not need to be witty or wise or altogether right. We just need someone to fall on, to lift our heavy arms, to be close enough to feel our hot tired breath: even for one more step. We need the hope of vulnerability. And to be that for someone reminds us why we do anything at all. We remember that the fabric of life is together, a journey of side-by-side, so that even a failure is not the end of anything, but only a deepening of you and me.

J.S. (via jspark3000)

wow. I like this mucho. Amen. :-]

Apr 13, 2014

me is trying.

I may not succeed every time immediately, but I will keep going, for joy floats above circumstances (message from PJ a while ago!). When I have no heart left, I pray that the Spirit in me would reign. I pray that You would stand me still in truth and lift me up from the mess so that I would not be smothered and taken over.

and that I would go in faith.

enmicorazon: Colossians 1:1-23

Apr 13, 2014
When we get our spiritual house in order, we’ll be dead. This goes on. You arrive at enough certainty to be able to make your way, but it is making it in darkness. Don’t expect faith to clear things up for you. It is trust, not certainty.
Flannery O’Connor

This is so provocative.
Apr 13, 2014

to whom shall we go?

After this many of his disciples turned back and no longer walked with him. So Jesus said to the Twelve, “Do you want to go away as well?” Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life, and we have believed, and have come to know, that you are the Holy One of God.”

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