What is done in love, is done well.

Ich könnte die sein, die nie unsicher ist. Oder die, die zu lieben verlernt hat. Der, der es egal ist, die, die so tut, als höre sie nicht, wenn man von ihr spricht. Oder die, die sich absichtlich dumm stellt, die, die lieber einmal zu wenig fragt als einmal zu viel. Vielleicht bin ich auch die, die strahlend lacht, während in ihr eine Welt zugrunde geht, die, die auf Fragen automatische Antworten bereithält. Die,die nickt und sagt dass es ihr nichts macht, obwohl sie schreit. Die, die über ihre Fehler lacht, obwohl sie denkt, dass sie wirklich nichts kann. Die, die stark ist und die, die immer Spaß hat, obwohl sie manchmal dasitzt und denkt,dass ihr Leben im Grunde so viel mehr sein könnte als das bisschen, das es ist. Die, die aus jeder unsicheren Situation einen Lacher dreht, und die, die bei Liebesszenen in Filmen lachen muss, obwohl es sie eigentlich danach sehnt. Oder vielleicht bin ich die, die hier bleibt, obwohl sie gern gehen würde. Oder die, die schweigt, obwohl sie gern sprechen würde. Oder ich bin die, die schreibt und doch nichts sagt oder die, die wachbleibt obwohl sie schlafen will. Ganz sicher bin ich oft die,die bis tief in die Nacht in ein Buch schreibt, die, die Seite um Seite füllt, die, die manchmal aus einem Affekt heraus alles zerreißt, weil es nicht echt ist. Die, die eine unglaubliche Geduld hat und die, die total ungeduldig ist. Die, von der die meisten Menschen keine Ahnung haben, weil sie sich nicht vorstellen können, dass ein Mensch zwei Gegenpole miteinander vereinen kann.

[samxcamargo]

Build someone up. Put their insecurities to sleep. Remind them they’re worthy. Tell them they’re magical. Be a light in a too often dim world.

unknown (via samxcamargo)

[thequotejournals]

The most intimate thing we can do is to allow people we love most see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect.

Amy Harmon, The Song of David (via wordsnquotes)

[deeplifequotes]

Strong women still need their hands held.

dauvoire (via aquietcottagelife)

amen

(via taylorfiercebuaya)

[observando]

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via observando)

[godlywoman]

He will carry us during the darkest days of our lives, when no one else even knows we are hurting, and revive us with the gift of His unconditional love.

Life In His Hands  (via savedbygracelovedbyhim)

[delta-breezes]

Jenna Kutcher | @jennakutcher

[worshipgifs]

Help me to be a beginning to others, to be a singer to the songless, a storyteller to the aimless, a befriender of the friendless; to become a beginning of hope for the despairing, of assurance for the doubting, of reconciliation for the divided; to become a beginning of freedom for the oppressed, of comfort for the sorrowing, of friendship for the forgotten; to become a beginning of beauty for the forlorn, of sweetness for the soured, of gentleness for the angry, of wholeness for the broken, of peace for the frightened and violent of the earth. Help me to believe in beginnings, to make a beginning, to be a beginning, so that I may not just grow old, but grow new each day of this wild, amazing life you call me to live with the passion of Jesus Christ.

Ted Loder, Guerrillas of Grace: Prayer fot the Battle (via worshipgifs)

[his-desert-rose]

// So often, we hide ourselves, painting over our true hearts with false colors for fear we would not satisfy as we are. We’re held captive by the demands of the world and relentless expectations of who we ought to be, those based on empty opinions and narrow guidelines that aren’t even real.

But this is real–you were fastened by the hands that hung that stars, and you were knit together and breathed into life for a reason. You are called for so much greater than expected of you, even what you expect of yourself. You’re meant to be completely, unashamedly you, the one God has made with fondest intent. You can be real with God, and honestly His opinion is the only one worth seeking.

Be honest, be true. Do not hide yourselves to please others, win affections, or blend into society. You are called to be you and absolutely no one else can fill that role. Do what you love and know what you believe in with confidence, and just embrace yourself, every part of you. Find acceptance and be content in your personality, your abilities, your appearance, your thoughts and feelings. And let God have you just as you are, in all your weaknesses and flaws, and He will render them with beauty, with grace, and with purpose.

Once we realize we are His, we shall have nothing to hide.

[gomcgill]

At your absolute best, you still won’t be good enough for the wrong person. At your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right person.

Steve Maraboli (via mysimplereminders)

Thats so true, but I wonder if there´s even such a “right” person…

(via only-by-night)

[4425asereth]

Kannst Du mir sagen, ob Du vom Leben hungrig bist, oder satt?

[elenorrose]

But God met her on that dark road. He said, “you can come home now. I’m right here, and I never left you.”

Annie Lobert (via elenorrose)

[worshipgifs]

There is no loss if He is our gain.

(via worshipgifs)

[tylerknott]

It is both of us that will keep each other safe. We save each other.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

Chasers of the Light & All The Words Are Yours are Out Now!

(via tylerknott)

[psych-facts]

I think the whole point of being with someone is so you can talk to them and let go of everything, and even when you’re at your worst, they still like you, they still want to speak to you and care about you.

(via bewwbs)

[tylerknott]

I am tired of waking to headlines of atrocities. I am tired of living in a place where human life is so disregarded. I am tired of looking at the calendar and shaking my head in complete disbelief that it’s 2016 and still, still now, there is such a thick and impenetrable fog of racism and prejudice and hatred that people are dying for it. I am tired of people hurting each other, for no other reason than the color of their skin. I am tired of the divide, this Grand Canyon gap between so many people all living inside these drawn borders. We are all children from the same Mother, we are all brothers, sisters, we are all cousins and we are systematically destroying our family. This is bigger than guns and the right to own them, this is bigger than Congress and their inability to come together. This is bigger than all this, this is about the divide and this is about the hatred…here and everywhere. We are a world split, fractured and splintered in dozens of directions, the veins extending out and still pulsing, not with life but with anger, with hate and mistrust. We cannot fight this with more hatred, we cannot fight this by digging trenches and taking sides, we cannot fight this with more fighting. We must become the ceasefire and the bravery to walk across the lines that we never wanted drawn. We must be the love that grows like a forest fire, if from a spark, if from here. We must look across all these cracks and find all the ways we are the same, not different. We are one soul wearing 7 billion faces, and we must set down these tools of self-destruction and love ourselves again, every face of these spread out billions. We must change, and we must begin today. There is only one way, and love is it, it’s always been it. My heart is broken today, again, and broken the most for how commonplace it is to wake up feeling this way. There is light in us, still, and the closer we all stand the brighter it can grow.

[stability]

[hopefisch-deactivated20190323]

Stop waiting for someone else to say that you count, that you matter, that you have worth, that you have a voice, a place, that you are called. Didn’t you know, darling? The One who knit you together in your mother’s womb is the one singing these words over you, you are chosen.

Sarah Bessey (via yesdarlingido)