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"I’ve been loyal to the wants of my lustful heart and unfaithful to my friend Love."

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 20:42:03 -0400

“I’ve been loyal to the wants of my lustful heart and unfaithful to my friend Love.”

- (via brotherstories)

wearelionhart: Let’s believe in ourselves today ladies...

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:40:53 -0400

wearelionhart:

Let’s believe in ourselves today ladies #spreadthecourage

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Wed, 08 May 2013 00:45:40 -0400

"Don’t settle. Don’t finish crappy books. If you don’t like the menu, leave the restaurant. If you’re..."

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 01:37:20 -0400

“Don’t settle. Don’t finish crappy books. If you don’t like the menu, leave the restaurant. If you’re not on the right path, get off it.”

- Chris Brogan

chadbarela: Angela Plake

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 02:24:49 -0400

chadbarela:

Angela Plake

wearelionhart: Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 02:24:08 -0400

wearelionhart:

Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.

"You are free to choose what you surrender to, but you are not free from the consequences of that..."

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 12:00:42 -0400

“You are free to choose what you surrender to, but you are not free from the consequences of that choice.”

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Mon, 15 Apr 2013 11:55:18 -0400

Brother Stories: from ryan, for ryan.

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 00:41:25 -0400

Brother Stories: from ryan, for ryan.:

I write this more to myself than to anyone else.

I think the things we are most passionate about- those ideas and hopes that really stick to our souls, spiderwebs we walk through and can’t quite shake off, come from the deepest places of fear and insecurity.

For me- I desperately want people to know that they are not alone. Because I desperately need to know that I am not alone. I need for people to hear that no matter what, all is not lost. Because I need to hear that I am not lost.

I have spent far too many years grabbing at smoke and fading words. I needed the approval of man to tell me I was alright. Someone to tell me that this patchwork person could be put back together- hopefully more “correctly” than before. And most importantly, I needed them to be the Potter. The Pruner. The Fixer. The Re-Creator.

And I’ll tell you this- I have spent far too many years being disappointed. Man wasn’t designed to be that for me. No one was meant to redeem the seemingly lost parts of Ryan. The person sitting next to you on a Sunday isn’t going to fix you, no matter how much you want them to. Your spouse, your roommates, your family. They weren’t designed to- so let those expectations go. Find freedom in realizing that they can’t make you better.

I profess to believe in a God who reaches down into the darkest corners of our lives, those areas we refuse to admit are there, and says “Let me fix this. Let me make you well. Let me bring you joy.”

And this is where it get’s really crazy. He is going to. You are not lost, and you are not alone. Stop letting the prince of lies deceive you, Beloved. I believe the greatest hope of the enemy is to make us feel isolated. Like no one understands, so we should probably hide. Being alone may be safe, but it is also death. Be real and be bold.

Read these words- “For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”

In two verses, the complete lie of isolation is ripped to pieces. Let’s stop trying to put those pieces back together- Jesus understands us! If no one else feels our weaknesses, He does. And that is more powerful than we will ever know. I pray for open eyes tonight. For my own, and for yours, friend.

you are not alone. you are not lost.

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Sun, 07 Apr 2013 22:21:38 -0400

"It wasn’t the giggly flutter that runs through your stomach when you’re sixteen and see a pretty..."

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 13:41:54 -0400

“It wasn’t the giggly flutter that runs through your stomach when you’re sixteen and see a pretty girl, but a pure and honest adoration. It was a love that required nothing. I didn’t need to be closer to her. I didn’t need her to love me back. I didn’t need her to accomplish anything great. I didn’t need her to ever speak to me again. The love was complete from beginning to end, just as it was.”

- Blake Healy; The Veil

"Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can..."

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 13:35:07 -0400

“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”

- Rumi (via beauty-happens)

From the Fig Tree: Tomorrow morning

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:28:36 -0400

From the Fig Tree: Tomorrow morning:

“I am in such constant deep and desperate need of the life-altering power of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Because I can’t undo a single thing I’ve done. I can’t unsay a single thing I’ve said. I can’t unbreak a single heart or unburn any bridge. I simply could not save myself; I hated who I was.

But even when every ounce of it is true- relentless grace abounds that much more.

I am no longer afraid of how bad my bad news was. I’m not afraid to let it in or make it known. Because I cannot tell you enough how perfectly good the Good news is.

I deserve all of what will be said about me to cover me forever- what I don’t deserve is to have those stains washed clean. But they have been. Hallelujah, they have been.

And I am clean.

Jesus, I am never not in need of you. Thank you for every reminder- even the painful ones.

Today was a startling jolt to why I must always keep the Gospel in full view- to remain in absolute awe of its full redeeming power at every single moment. And to know that who it has made me now is not at all who I have been.

I am grateful for a past that points to mercy above all else; for all I have is all I need and all of it is grace.

World: I was worth it to the King.”

I’m reeling with eyes closed, knees bent, spine curled, arms outstretched. The world spins and...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 16:48:44 -0400

I’m reeling with eyes closed, knees bent, spine curled, arms outstretched. The world spins and won’t settle.

Ground me! Anchor me! I am flailing, unraveling into piles of knots. Tensing. Releasing. Breath is held like it’s sustenance, feeding off the air and the release hurts. Jaw is clenched and heart is beating off-tempo wild. Dizzy disjointed thoughts momentarily suspended to entertain surroundings surrounders. Tears don’t flow from a source so violent and volatile. Thoughts won’t settle in a madly moving mind and a day feels defined by my inability to grab onto anything.

Loving people through things the world tells you to reject them for is liberating for everyone...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 15:03:37 -0400

Loving people through things the world tells you to reject them for is liberating for everyone involved.

Gosh. I just miss my family so dang much.

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 23:37:07 -0400

Gosh. I just miss my family so dang much.

fuckyeahtattoos: “Storm in a teacup” My thigh tattoo Designed...

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 23:30:51 -0400

fuckyeahtattoos:

“Storm in a teacup”

My thigh tattoo

Designed and tattooed by María Nikólskaya, Bilbao, Spain

thirstyear: PRINT - www.seetalsolanki.com

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 23:44:31 -0500

thirstyear:

PRINT - www.seetalsolanki.com

no words.

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 02:48:22 -0500

no words.

“There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a...

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 03:57:38 -0500

“There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.”

//Walter Wellesly