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God is always doing 10,000 things in your life, and you may be aware of three of them.
John Piper (via daily-doctrine)
"We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies." [2 Corinthians 4:8-10 NLT]
Pride is spiritual cancer: it eats up the very possibility of love, contentment, or even common sense.
Cs Lewis (via savemethetruth)
The weirdest part about being overweight and in self-inflicted pain (well, pain that could be decreased) is that it's actually noones fault but mine. There are all these external factors, like my days evolving around emotional stability and as much functioning as I can do for someone who actually just needs to lie down to stop the headaches, I'm still responsible for where I am. I'm healthy and I'm happy, but I'm not helpful. At that weight or comfort where I can be myself completely because I have things to think about functionally. This is the hardest job I've ever been in, in regards to routine, but I'm so happy. So happy. This life, in all its ridiculousness and gloriousness, is all mine and my responsibility. It's now just about breathing and releasing some of the weight. In my mind and my thighs... 😉 😊❤️
Satan always has you in his sights. He will be defeated, but he never rest and he will try to demolish all you hold precious.
Jesus always has the victory. Don’t even think you’re safe for even one second outside of his care. Where would I be, without Him?
Some days, there’s not enough words to describe my life. It is glorious, little, matters, has meaning, lacks vision, has purpose, affects time, passes quickly, fun, hilarious, emotional, exhausting, living by minutes, unexpected, unplanned, disappointing, amazing, awkward, uncomfortable, restful, a fight, short tempered, Jesus-filled, touching fear constantly, battling, winning, wonderful, ugly, constant. Some days I’m just glad I didn’t kill anyone and made it to bed at night without physically hurting myself, while other days I feel like I have made a movement in the purpose of Jesus as his hands and feet. What a life.
"'Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb, and avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become. Speak to me in the light of the dawn, mercy comes with the morning. I will sigh, and with all creation groan, as I wait for hope to come for me." - Brooke Fraser, CS Lewis Song
There is very little in life much weirder than hearing your heartbeat on a monitor. Hearing an audible sound reminds me of how magnificent and gracious it is to have life. There is a God who knitted me together inside of another human being; physically for nine months but spiritually since the start of time. Then he placed in me a real-life organ, just one, to be the main source of being: a heart. From this one delicate organ produces all life in me that exists. Our God is ridiculous. 😍
You have to be the kind of person who can make the best out of a Tuesday. You know those people who live for the weekends? They’re wishing their life away. You have to find something worth living for or else you’ll look back and realize you’ve wasted your life away.
honest I believe when we are honest, we reveal character on three different levels. One, you are honest with yourself, which is a massive step. There is a very cliche saying that says, "Be true to yourself". It doesn't mean just one little part of your life. It means throwing down your whole life, the good, the bad, the tested and the hidden. It's unveiling the parts of your life that you are proud of and the parts that make you feel nauseous to think about. That is probably the biggest hurdle to overcome. When you are dishonest with yourself, you are either lying to yourself (dishonesty through denial) or you do not realise what you really feel (dishonesty through ignorance). Either way, it's the first step and it's the hardest. The mind can (not is, but can) be easily swayed and the heart is deceptive, so when you can overcome both to recognise something for what it truly is, light creeps in and darkness can no longer hide the things of the night in the nooks and crannies. Two, you are honest with God. This one can still be so hard, because it's recognising that you are only human and you are not in control. There is a submission in bowing to Jesus and to admitting fault and weakness. God can't do anything with it until you hand it over. Admitting weakness to God also automatically requires action, which I would say is the hardest part of opening up to God. (Yes, the God that already knows everything. Let's listen to ourselves.) Repenting, apologising, mending relationship requires work. Not a work that earns love, but a work that is repentful and requires attention. A lot of people struggle to admit sin or dark areas to God because of shame; because he already knows, so offering it up can feel like a slap in the face. The action of offering it up and actively deciding and working in change shows true repentance and ultimately, true love. Three, you are honest with others. Who do you think you are fooling? There is a freedom in being human with others. To turn to your best friend, your husband, your pastor, your mentor, your counsellor, and say, "Please, look into my heart and see my areas of failing, my areas of truth, my areas of weakness, of unsuredness, of unhappiness, of disrespect; look at my meltdowns and the times I've dropped the ball and the doubt and the times where fear looked to win." Then to risk not being loved in return by a tangible being! With their own faults and the logs in their own eyes. To put everything on the line and to risk them judging you regardless or *gasp* loving you in weakness. What? Imagine. Honesty opens doors, honesty squashes fear, honesty rebukes the enemy's assignments. Don't ever think you're winning by not facing truth.
Life is so big and hard sometimes. Don't pretend you know me, or have it harder than me, or have it better than me. It's probably healthier to stop defending your life and just start dealing with it. Own the fact that it's hard, own the fact that life will have hills and valleys and work on it.
But if you do not define God’s love as a relentless, furious, soul-shattering power that rescues you from death, then you’re left with a tiny two-inch keychain-god who fits in your pocket and can be tossed at your convenience.
J.S. Park (via jillianchan)
grateful Today I walked into my gym for the first time in exactly three weeks, to the day. It was a nice feeling. I wasn't wrecked with guilt, embarrassed or worried. The only thing that suffered for my lack of visiting was me. I put a bit of weight back on, I became emotional, I lacked motivation, I was in physical back pain. I waited, I slept, I put off. It's a busy life, but no one loses except for me when I don't exercise. Today, I am thankful for my life, my strengths, my active job, my Jesus, my survivable bank account, my fresh food supplies in Australia, my friends, my encouraging, iron-sharpening-iron husband, my ever-changing family, Christmas fun times, turkey and sweet potato, organisation, a working oven, dreams, a shameless hope, my relentless back-carers, for being 29, for happiness, for safety and for peace.