"I do not understand the mystery of grace — only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us."

-Anne Lamott (via sarah-bick)

(Source: truespirituality)

"Worship is not connected to our circumstances. It is connected to the worthiness of God."

-Louie Giglio (via whoishannahh)

(Source: raisingmywhiteflag)

A Conversation With God. (As told by Tenth Avenue North Lyrics)

Me: How long must I pray, must I pray to You? How long must I wait, must I wait for You? How long 'till I see Your face? See You shining through? I'm on my knees begging You to notice me. I'm on my knees. Father, will You turn to me, yeah?
God: Love, I have waited for you. And love, I was wounded for you. Won't you look into my eyes, through the pain and through your pride and find I am true. You're the one I can't deny and I'll never leave your side. I gave my life for you.
Me: It would be easier if You were just a thought in my head. Simply something that I once read. A belief needing my defense.
God: I feel it in your eyes. There's pain that covers up these lies
Me: Now You pull me near You. When we're close, I fear You. Still I'm afraid to tell You, all that I've done. Are You done forgiving? Oh can You look past my pretending? Lord, I'm so tired of defending, what I've become. What have I become?
God: I already know who you are and all things that kept us apart. So reach in and touch My scars and know the price I paid for your heart.
Me: Well I'm falling to my knees. I feel the earth beneath. With the weight of my sin, and this crushing unbelief could You really love me with all that I've done, oh Lord?
God: I'll still love you beyond what words can say. I'll take your every suffering moment and bring a better day. I'll still love you more than what I hope to be. Let me wrap my arms around you. Let me take your breath away.
Me: I'm tired. I'm worn. My heart is heavy from the work it takes to keep on breathing. I've made mistakes. I've let my hope fail, my soul feels crushed by the weight of this world.
God: Come to the Water you who thirst and you'll thirst no more. Come to the Father you who work and you'll work no more.
Me: Satisfy me Lord, oh oh. Satisfy me Lord, oh oh. I'm begging You, to help me see. You're all I want, You're all I need. Oh, satisfy me Lord.
God: I'm there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame. I'm there through your heartache. I'm there in the storm. My love I will keep you, by My pow'r alone. I don't care where you fall, where you have been. I'll never forsake you, My love never ends.
Here at my side My hands are holding you.

"God doesn’t need us to have it all figured out; all He needs is obedience. Keep walking. Eyes forward. Trust Him to do the rest."

-Graham Farquhar (via burningforalltosee)

shallow breaths. curled up.
she is tired. unsure of how
she’s made it this far.
clinging to many things,
and attached to nothing.
loves much.
loves just enough
to
let
go.

i am barely getting by, she whispers.
i am here.
i am alive.
but i am not living.

crying,
where is the truth in Your promises?
where is my moment?
i am
pushing,
pulling,
pleading
for Grace and Mercy and
Your Love to be evident.
i am clinging to many things,
other than You.
can i let go?

"The greatest act of faith somedays is simply to get up and face another day."

-Amy Gatliff (via raewrites)

"The most important thing we can pray about for others is that they will know God better and that He will help them understand His will, grow in spiritual wisdom, and live lives that honor Him. We can pray that they will become more like Him and bear the fruit of His Spirit."

-Stormie Omartian (via walkwithyahweh)

(Source: jmleblanc)

I just had to hunt through all of my liked posts to find this.

Pefect proposal video.

(Source: jamiekcurtis)

"Twas 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed though heaven’s gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“Where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“This is heaven,” declared a small boy, “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their Savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then he opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all the hurt, the sorrow, and woe.
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“May this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back My nation. I’m taking back My schools!”
Then He and the children stood up without a sound,
“Come now My children, let Me show you around.”
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."

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Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA (via truje)