Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise

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Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise
I spent all day doing sidequests instead of progressing the main story
I know you’re talking about a videogame but this is actually a really good metaphor for my life
— midsummer | d.x.y
having a big heart will always make you feel like you either did too much or didn’t do enough.
if i sigh loudly enough will all of my problems go away
puts my life on airplane mode
Do you know how hard I worked for us to have accidental eye contact
It is so cruel that we think we’re wasting time when we’re doing something that we love and that does not have any materialistic returns
“How it must break His heart when we walk around so desperate for the kind of love He waits to give us each and everyday.”
Lysa TerKeurst (via wildflowers-and-grace)
When you’re in a season of waiting, it’s never just a season of waiting. It’s a season of preparation, self-improvement, giving, and, as always, sanctification.
Waiting is not passive. It’s active. Be prepared for what you are praying for. You might not know when, but when He speaks, it happens fast. Be ready for it.
The older I get the more I don’t see the point in talking
um i just wanna do a facemask, get a new wardobe, and fall in love is that too much to ask
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?
It’s like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly you’re a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if you’ll survive the winter.
Me when i see a wild animal in a metropolitan area: reclaim your space, we are the invaders, retake what is yours
The very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.
Barbara Kingsolver (via onlinecounsellingcollege)