It’s ok to be broken. It’s alright to be a mess. Stop trying to hold yourself together. Don’t worry about those scattered pieces. God is making beautiful things from your shattered remains.
Longing to be more than who I was.
I like that the words “knit” and “woven” are used in Psalm 139. You were not simply spoken into existence as God did with the earth. You have been hand crafted and beautifully put together. God spent time making you who you are. And there is nothing worthless about you.
true confidence doesn’t involve saying anything to make it’s presence known whereas arrogance is impossible to cover up
hi yes please do not make me wait a half hour in the doctors office because I will have talked myself out of not only the shots but also my entire 6 months trip
'Cause I loved you before you knew it was love
And I saw it all, still I chose the cross
And you were the one that I was thinking of
When I rose from the grave
Anonymous said: your fav childhood memory?
Not paying bills