[hecallsmelovely]

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[free-your-mind]

[worshipgifs]

What is the deepest root of your joy? What God gives to you? Or what God is to you?

John Piper (via worshipgifs)

[andallshallbewell]

[the-soul-doctor]

Psalm 139:23-24 ❤

[walkthesame]

[worshipgifs]

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.” - Galatians 5:22-25

[recovrywarriors]

Don’t be so hard on yourself, warrior. You’re doing the best you can!

[takeheartdaughter]

[twloha]

Hope is no longer a whisper but a welcome friend who tells me that life is worth living. Because of hope, I know I am worth it. I know I have a reason to keep going. Hope is real. Let hope find you in your darkness.

Rebecca Burke, “When Hope Starts to Speak” (via twloha)

[recovrywarriors]

[thepoetproject-deactivated20250]

“That post didn’t get enough likes, so I deleted it.” They said, as they scrolled through their feed, wondering if the internetz were broken.

[the-soul-doctor]

[recovrywarriors]

When you start feeling insecure remember: we were all born with confidence, and we can all get it back if we learn to silence the - negative - thoughts that threaten it. Above all, remember you are capable and worthy, regardless of what mistakes you’ve made, regardless of what you’ve achieved!

[artmania-feed]

[twloha]

I wish I could tell you there was one thing or moment that made me want to get help, but there wasn’t. Instead, there was a scary moment followed by a brief period of sobriety and a desire to change. And then I went right back to self-medicating. Rinse and repeat. Because of this cycle, I lost friendships, a relationship, and several jobs, and I almost lost my life. But somehow I kept managing to get myself back up and fight, convincing myself that I was coping the best way I knew how.

Erika Keller, “Anxiety, Alcohol, and a Second Chance at Joy” (via twloha)

[gracemadestudio]