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Still Life with Irises, 1890, Vincent van Gogh

Medium: oil,canvas

“My hope lives not because I am not a sinner, but because I am a sinner for whom Christ died; my trust is not that I am holy, but that being unholy, HE is my righteousness. My faith rests not upon what I am or shall be or feel or know, but in what Christ is, in what He has done, and in what He is now doing for me. Hallelujah!”

— Charles Spurgeon

ruinedchildhood

mood

caroldanversenthusiast

an icon, literally an icon

revelation19

If the ills of humanity were caused by culture, they could certainly be cured in no way other than by culture. But the ills we have in mind are native to the human heart, which always remains the same, and culture only brings them out. They are looking for lasting happiness, an enduring eternal good. They are thirsting for a redemption that saves them physically as well as spiritually, for time but also for eternity. And this only religion, and nothing else, can give them God alone can give it to them, not science or art, civilization or culture.

Herman Bavinck, Reformed Dogmatics Vol III, 328 (via revelation19)

akajamesbarnes

Put John Mulaney on Brooklyn Nine-Nine you cowards

reasonsmysoniscrying

That Frozen 2 trailer is looking INTENSE. Can’t wait!!

“One ring to rule them all…. IN SUUUUUMMER!”

jspark3000

Depression is, when you’re in it, absolutely ridiculous, because it seems to be the most important thing in the world when it’s happening. At the same time, it robs the world of any importance, as if nothing could ever happen again. It is a nightmare of infinity wrapped in cellophane.

Whenever I describe it happening, it sounds absurd. And it is.

I wish I could say it gets easier each time, but I never know how long it’s going to be.

I never know when the colors will come back.

I never know if this will be the one that wins.

The one thing I know is that depression is not your fault. Depression is not a “sin.” It isn’t a matter of your worth or effort or grit or value. You may have tried everything and nothing worked: but that’s the monstrous evil of depression. It isn’t you. It has nothing to say about you. You are loved, regardless. You are not your depression. You are always more. There is always more. — J.S.

immeganmaria

“You work so hard, just to end up at home crying yourself to sleep; remember you’re trying, you are moving mountains that have plagued you since you were young, and you’re trying so hard. Keep fighting, fight until you have won. Fight until you have found your way home, until the sun comes back and your heart learns to love the mornings again.”

— T.B. LaBerge, Go Now (via wnq-anonymous)