#choosingyou

[kirilakkuma]

She chose herself. This time around she truly chose herself; ✖️ without thoughts of anybody, her family, friends, or whoever has an opinion. She chose herself. Her life. Her happiness. And who's to say what the future holds? She no longer thought of that. She just wanted to be free. 🕊🍃🍀 ✖️ 📷 credit: @lannie_vo • • • • #peace #freedom #happiness #independence #choosingyou #smile #growth #love #asian #filipino #longhair #rilakkuma

[tinezrue91]

✨ SOLO BUT NOT ALONE ✨ Choosing singlehood with strength 💛 Stand firmly in your own life 💛 Nurture your passions and dreams 💛 Build connections intentionally 💛 Love yourself fiercely “Strength isn’t measured by the people around you, but by the depth of your presence with yourself.”#SoloButNotAlone, #SingleAndStrong, #SelfLove, #Empowerment, #ChoosingYou, #StrengthInSolitude, #OwnYourLife, #IntentionalLiving, #LoveYourself, #PersonalGrowth, #TheSpaceWeCreate, #MindfulLiving

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[froggy1003]

This Sunday night on “The Future Country Revolution”, we’ll be featuring @brookeedenmusic after 9! Her new EP will be played in it’s entirety from start to finish! #BrookeEden #ChoosingYou #FutureCountryRevolution #Froggy1003 (at Froggy 100.3) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg1B8y6OuvH/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[imjust-jenn-blog-blog]

H2O

When I was offered this free water, this life giving water, I thought everyone wanted to drink deeply, to be healed. To be set free. I was offered this water that soothed my soul. That same water that was offered to this woman that was met in the middle of a day by a Man that had no right, no business to be talking to her. She was the wrong culture and the wrong sex, but, there she was, minding her own business, used to being ignored by life, used to ignoring herself, and being talked to by this Man. He saw her coming, He saw her thirst. He saw her need, and offered her something. She did not know that there was anyone with bold audacity to actually follow through on an offer so great. God offered her the opportunity to heal. Can you imagine that healing was her choice? He offered her water, like real water, so that she would no longer go to the physical for a cathartic experience but could now allow the One who saw her to cauterize her. She had a choice. All of us do. Most just don’t want to be healed. They would rather wear the bleeding parts of them like a suit of armor. Jesus asked another man by a pool of water - do you want to be healed? He could have said no, but chose yes. What was the ratio of spectators to those that were actually healed next to Jesus I wonder? Here He is, God, in the flesh, they, standing so close, standing in His presence, with fulness of opportunity right in front of them, and still the question loomed, do-i-even-want-to-be-healed?Do-I-even-want-to-be-seen? What will people think of me if I live past my condition? What will they say when I tell them that He saw me and I made the choice to heal towards Him? Will they get it? Will they understand? Will they even care? Should they? Care that is. Will I boldly and audaciously speak up and tell them the truth? What happens when I heal and I look up and there is no one standing there with me? What then? What if the promise of the cross becomes my only heart’s desire fulfilled in the end? Truth is, there are no guarantees in healing, only choices to continue or stop. There are no guarantees of time frames, consistencies, modalities, only your desire to heal, and should you choose, know that the cost is daily. Know that the cost is everything. there. are. no. guarantees.

[bohemianqueen1989]

Hello Queens, Okay so today’s post is slightly different, this personal reflection on recent events is something that I wouldn’t normally post. However, I decided it could serve a dual purpose; one it was a way for me to vent about the issue, two I figured it can serve as an inspiration for self love. Normally, I would edit my posts, but I wanted to keep this one raw and uncut. I want all of you…

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[marisadonnelly]

I will choose you. Even on the days when you are tired and worn, when you can barely lift your head from the pillow, when you roll over, a groan escaping your lips. Even on the mornings when you curse the bathroom mirror, when you shrug on your clothes in the dark, when you brew your morning coffee and sip it slowly with the lights off. Still, I will choose you.⠀ ⠀ I will rise from bed and cross that kitchen floor. I will wrap my arms around your tired body and lean my forehead against your chest. I will breathe deeply and slowly, praying for you, willing all my love to follow you wherever you go.⠀ ⠀ I will choose you, even when a smile is far from your face, even when you are angry and bitter. Still, I will smile, and kiss your cheek and tell you I love you. Still, I will go back to sleep, even just for an hour, dreaming of your hand in mine. Still, I will choose you.⠀ ⠀ I will choose you. Even on the days when you do not choose yourself, on the nights when your hair is a mess and your posture is slumped. Even when you smell like stale beer, or complain far too much, or scream at the t.v., or tell me that you just want to be alone. Still, I will choose you.⠀ ⠀ I will let you have your space and take mine willingly. I will care about you, near and far, and support you in whatever way I can. I will use my words, my heart to build you up when you are broken. I will never let you fight alone.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ______⠀ Excerpt: “I Will Choose You."⠀