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@jesusnrach
“Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.”
— Kevin Brooks
“All relationships have one law: never make the one you love feel alone, especially when you’re there.”
— Unknown
You thought when people painted the "someday you're going to have to choose, for real, between the World and God, you won't be able to walk the line between both" picture that they were talking about martyrdom.
Some extreme. "Trample this picture of Jesus." "Say you don't believe!" "Convert to a different religion!"
You didn't realize that it wouldn't look like that. You didn't realize that when the line gets drawn in the sand, and Jesus is on one side, the other side would look like crying people wailing out, "why can't you just accept me for who I am? Why aren't I enough for you?"
You didn't realize that the choice would be between Jesus the Truth...or a majority of people in the culture making movies, letting t-shirt designs, changing their names, gently telling you that maybe this word in the Bible doesn't mean what you think it means, maybe love just means love, maybe you can have Jesus and whatever sexuality you want.
"Did God really say...?"
You thought it would be something overt. But the bad guys never said, "hey, choose the dark side over the light." They always said, "hey, maybe you don't even know what Jesus said."
The choice is: "It is the Lord. Let Him do what seems good to Him." OR "Did God really say...?"
That's the choice. This is where the rubber meets the road. This is our "choose this day who you will serve." As for me, I'm serving the Lord, and He's holding on to me. He never changes, and yes He did really say.
Hold fast to the truth. It doesn't change. People and cultures do.
#its like. literally the first thing the devil tried#'did God really say that you could not eat from all the trees in the garden?'#not only that but he twisted it so it sounded harsh#he didn't say 'you cant eat from THIS tree but you can still eat from ALL the others'#he guided Eve's attention to what she did not have instead of all that she DID have#we have to keep in mind what God has said because LITERALLY the oldest trick in the book is making us doubt it
sometimes praying is like
Dear God,
-incoherent screaming-
luckily the Holy Spirit can translate!
”hi God, all i really have to say is *cries*”
Me @ God: *incoherent screaming*
Holy Spirit @ God: help her
In case y'all didn’t know this is literally exactly what the bible says Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. Romans 8:26
Reblog if the Holy Spirit has to translate your incoherent screaming sometimes.
When You look at me I can't hide anything.
God can’t set free someone who doesn’t want to be free.
my list of thank you’s to God is never-ending
“What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
“I wondered if that was why God hated sin, because of the destruction it caused. For a moment I felt awe for a God who loved me enough to hate the things that hurt me without hating me for causing them.”
— Susan E. Isaacs
i think a lot about how it is such a common experience to withstand our deepest pains and sorrows on our own and never even shed a tear, then, the moment someone offers us comfort, we break down completely
sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined
by ocean vuong
it surprises me, how a gesture so small can feel so very big. how sometimes you don't realize the nervousness or sadness you were holding deep inside until the touch of someone you love lets it all out of you, like your entire body is exhaling
by lucy keating
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“I hope we think of each other at the same time.”
— Unknown
A veces no puedo dejar de pensar en ti y en todo lo que nos prometimos, y me pregunto ¿Como es posible que no te importe cómo me siento?, cuando a mi me está doliendo en el alma.
-Hope
¿Qué te parece? Te pienso durante los días, a cada momento te recuerdo, hace unas semanas éramos tan nosotros, ahora solo eres tú, y yo. ¿Te olvido o espero un poco más?
Chronos
Quisiera estar en un mundo donde solo yo y mi soledad fueran amigas…
Cautela 🌒