The only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it...– Steve Jobs (via modernhepburn)
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you. in america we don’t say i love you 4ever we say i love you 5ever (dat means more then 4evr).
It is impossible to say just what I mean.– T.S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” (via modernhepburn)
There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable.– C.S. Lewis (via natashakills)
You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make...– Neil Gaiman (via herewecollide)
Come fly with me.
I love the atmosphere of airports. The people hustling about from here to there. The air of certainty in their steps. The line-ups for an early breakfast. The quietness and yawns of early risers. The excited nervousness of first time flyers. The seemingly endless corridors. The reflection before leaving loved ones behind. The anticipation for change. I love it all.
Christians should substitute the word “love” for every other verb they normally...– Lee Younger
You want to know how other people see you, but here’s the thing: They all wanna...– Lee Younger
Is your love really love? Is my love really love? I think our love isn’t love, Unless it’s love till the end. Is your god really God? Is my god really God? I think that god isn’t God, If he fits inside our heads.
Mercy met judgment. Righteousness met sin. Light met darkness. Humility met pride. Love met hate. Life met death. … The sting of death met the antidote of resurrection. Only God could plan such an event - let alone have it turn out perfectly. Only He could marry such extremes in one occurrence. Who but He could shed blood to create life, use pain to bring healing, allow...
Vulnerability is the only authentic state. Being vulnerable means being open,...– Stephen Russell (via thatkindofwoman)
The more I learn about God, the more I learn about myself. He is forgiving, therefore I am forgiven. God said, fix your eyes on me. And so I did - and everything changed.
jonathanpham: Living a quiet life. Not much is ever said, maybe because I don’t know how to say very much. Driving at night. Streetlights. Then there’s the music playing softly in the background, somewhere. I usually choose the song, you know. And much to my surprise, the melody often says more for me, about me, than I can ever say for myself. Language is a complicated thing when spoken, so I...
twloha: “Wide Awake” Katy Perry I’m letting go...
Human beings by their very nature are worshipers. Worship is not something we...– Paul David Tripp (via modernhepburn)
Thinking. Thinking. More thinking.
I clean when I have a lot on my mind. My room is currently spotless… Mind it’s time to go to bed now - there’s nothing left to clean.
So Many Possibilities
It’s the only option. Because it’s the best option. This is something I was told the other night, and it caused me to think. Really think. What if we always strived for the best option because it was our only option. What if we took on the mentality of never settling for less? Whether it’s in school, work, a relationship, a personal struggle, the little mundane decisions of...
If I could rewind, and go back to the moment when I was first called - I wish someone would have told me what I now know today. This letter was for me - but now I pass it on to you. If I had one piece of advice to say to go along with this letter it would be: If you are comfortable, you are risking far too little. - And if you are uncomfortable, you are not trusting nearly enough. My...
You're the only one.
This song is beautiful. It reminds me how insignificant I am. It reminds me that I’m not enough. It reminds me that I can’t do it on my own. It reminds me of my many flaws and imperfections. It reminds me that when I’m running in circles - all I have to do is look up. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=foVRP07WOAg I’m so forgetful, but You always remind me. You’re the only one...
These are not my words. I wish I could write something so amazing. Nevertheless, whether you are male or female… this is a GOOD read. Ladies, bookmark it and save it for a tough day. Men - learn from the author and treat your lady right. “From The Men: What Decides How Much A Woman Is Worth?” Dear You, Yeah, you. The one reading this. Even the fact that you’ve stumbled across...
Just a minute.
That moment where you stop and realize all the good in your life. That moment where you realize how good God is and how unbelievably blessed you are. That moment when you can do nothing but be thankful. That moment where you humbly realize that you seriously deserve none of it - but it is so graciously offered to you. That moment could last a minute - or it could become a lifestyle. Think about...
Something's Gotta Give.
Have you ever gotten that strange feeling where you know you’re supposed to do something but you have no idea why? There is just SOMETHING inside of you that is pushing you towards this idea placed in your mind? Some call it a gut feeling. Some call it intuition. Some call it their conscious. Some call it God talking. No Make-up March. That’s the idea that has been placed in my mind...
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are...– Marianne Williamson, A Return To Love (via herewecollide) Well said.
Is this your life?
“Pause for a moment, look around you. Breathe. Take it all in - this, right now - this moment is your life. Are you living the way you’ve always wanted it?” Those word’s have been on my mind while I sit, sipping my tall Americano, in my favourite Starbucks, at my favourite table, on a mellow but oh-so-perfect rainy Saturday in Abbotsford. I’m listening to Matthew...
The darker the night, the brighter the day. The fiercer the fight, the stronger...
It’s been a while since I’ve written on here… but I currently cannot sleep and am struggling with my thoughts so I thought I’d process it all out in a blog and clear my head. This may not be the best idea… but hey…here goes nothing. … This year I spent my New Years Eve with some friends from out-of-town that attend my school. It was a blast… we had...
Good Things Come In Little Packages
This past weekend was a riot. Literally. Imagine a group of 10 screaming, hyped up, smelly junior-highs all up in your face…then multiply it by…say…100? Yep. That’s junior high convention for you. But don’t get me wrong, it was a blast. I love working with junior-highs and seeing the world from their perspective again… It makes me laugh a lot.. it really is fun....
It's A Love Story, Baby Just Say Yes
…it’s been a long time since I’ve posted on here…I’ve been pretty busy lately with lifewhich is surprising because it is summer time. Most students are usually ecstatic for summer time to come because a) no more school, b) no more routines, c) no more deadlines… d) no more pressure… During summer you can do what you want. Well, pretty much. So what have I...
Jumping on the Bandwagon
Hello blogging world… Yes it is true. I have jumped on the proverbial ‘blogging’ bandwagon. Here I will share little tid-bits about my life, my journey, and things I believe God has placed on my heart, which all lead up to my ultimate goal to ‘live out love.’ If your thinking to yourself ‘what is she talking about???’ …I’ll try and explain: At...
new to this...
I’m trying this whole tumblr thing instead of blogspot…so don’t mind me while I move all my blogs over…