His Love.

Hi.
I like lemon tea with two spoonfuls of honey.
I write as a lefty and do everything else as a righty.
I am a precious daughter of God.

"See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are." 1 John 3:1 ESV

July 23, 2014 at 8:04pm
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on spotify premium and walking →

jonkim93:

today i caved and started a spotify premium subscription (students, it’s $5 a month!!!!). premium means i can download songs to my phone for offline listening, which in turn means that i now walk around with earbuds in listening to my jams.

besides the benefit of discouraging strangers from…

July 21, 2014 at 8:26pm
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I want to go to a place where the only sound I can hear is the wind whistling through the trees. To look up at a sky glowing with a million stars, and take in a full breath of fresh, crisp air. To sit with my eyes closed, being still, and in awe of how large and beautiful and slow the world is. 

I want to go to a place where the only sound I can hear is the wind whistling through the trees. To look up at a sky glowing with a million stars, and take in a full breath of fresh, crisp air. To sit with my eyes closed, being still, and in awe of how large and beautiful and slow the world is. 

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8:18pm
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8:18pm
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ruineshumaines:

Carolyn Marks BlackwoodClouds Series: Part 2.

If you missed the Part 1, you can find it here.

Also, you can find the Progressive Sunset Series here.

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July 17, 2014 at 11:20pm
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Midnight Musing 7.17.14 →

thedailywongster:

I want to liken walking with Jesus to waking up to freshly cleansed skies after the rain. You walk out the front door at 8 a.m., to a sun beating strongly again. As you walk out, you fill your lungs with the freshest of air. It’s almost like the new oxygen is cleaning your lungs from the polluted…

11:17pm
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http://jspark3000.tumblr.com/post/63488169672/sometimes-i-forget-to-listen-i-forget-to-let-a →

jspark3000:

Sometimes I forget to listen. I forget to let a friend be. To tell their whole story and paint their full heart into the air.

I’m too eager to respond with a fix, a solution, a plan. I interrupt the art. I look for a pause to jump in and offer all sorts of articulate banter, when this isn’t what…

11:16pm
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July 16, 2014 at 11:48pm
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In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace, which he lavished upon us, in all wisdom and insight making known to us the mystery of his will, according to his purpose, which he set forth in Christ as a plan for the fullness of time, to unite all things in him, things in heaven and things on earth.

— Ephesians 1:7-10; ESV (via twigsbffyoung)

9:21am
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The gospel transforms us so our self-understanding is no longer based on our performance. We are so evil and sinful and flawed that Jesus had to die for us. We were so lost that nothing less than the death of the divine Son of God could save us. But we are so loved and valued that he was willing to die for us. The Lord of the universe loved us enough to do that! So the gospel humbles us into the dust and at the very same time exalts us to the heavens. We are sinners but completely loved and accepted in Christ at the same time.

— Tim Keller (via thedailywongster)

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July 15, 2014 at 12:13pm
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