Neon
Beautiful people do not just happen
Remember when we used to sleep? Remember when that used to be a thing, sleeping? You had a bedtime that was before midnight, and mornings were eased into instead of being sudden painful occurrences like earthquakes or charlie-horses. Sleep was like a warm cup of tea on a snowy day, comfortable and soothing.
Remember when we used to sleep?
(via sgquin)
“O God, you are my God; I earnestly search for you. My soul thirsts for you; my whole body longs for you in this parched and weary land where there is no water. I have seen you in your sanctuary and gazed upon your power and glory. Your unfailing love is better to me than life itself; how I praise you! I will honor you as long as I live, lifting up my hands to you in prayer. You satisfy me more than the richest of foods. I will praise you with songs of joy. I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. I think how much you have helped me; I sing for joy in the shadow of your protecting wings. I follow close behind you; your strong right hand holds me securely.” -Psalm 63:1-8
Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.
-Proverbs 4:23
There is nothing and no one more frustrating than me. I can’t find the trigger, I can’t locate the answer. I am fully aware of what no means. I know how to stop. I stop every day at red lights and intersections, but not in life…. I can see the damage, I can see the results, I can see the consequences, but I can’t do anything about it. I’m getting in my own way. I wish I could take the self out of self control; with out self there would only be control, someone else calling the shots, making the decisions, someone else’s fault. It’s the self that kills my relationships, my career, my ambition, my health, my passion. Don’t lash out, don’t look, don’t touch.. put the donut down, just one, not yours. I can see the other. I see it’s green fields, I see it’s accomplishments, I see it’s depth and it’s warmth, I see it’s love but how? How do I journey from where I am, to where I want to be? What dragon do I need to slay? Who do I need to bribe? Which foe to vanquish? Oh…. Me. Control isn’t the problem, self is.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. -Galatians 5:22-23
I may only be able to count them on one hand, but they could never be replaced. I am so thankful for all of my friends.
“I’m forgiven because You were forsaken
I’m accepted, You were condemned
I’m alive and well, Your Spirit is within me”
amazing love
humble beginnings
Our hearts are drunk with beauty our eyes could never see
Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one’s breath.
