My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine. (via firemxtt) 63,423 notes


athenagracee:

a watch to number my days.
headphones to sing His praise.
a cup to drink in remembrance.
a journal to write out His truths.
a camera to document His beauty.
a typewriter to captivate the attention of hipster tumblrs to point them back to their Creator.



crawltowardsthemoon:

"millions of flower petals erupt from a volcano, covering an entire village"

how on earth

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scarecrowartist:

skygemspeaks:

gimme-more-waffles:

in-demigodishness-and-all-that:

lucker-st0mpp:

pinupatheart:

boobscupcakesnweed:

image

I shall reblog whenever I see this….

the amount of perfection in that paragraph makes my heart happy.

I’m a Christian and I support this message.

i think i’m crying that’s so perfect

There’s also the fact that the reason Jesus died on the cross was so that Christians no longer had to follow the laws of the Old Testament.

By denying homosexuals the right to marry because of what it says in Leviticus, you are basically saying that Jesus’ sacrifice WAS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU.

PREACH.

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infinitexposure:

FASHION: Insane Floral Fashion Illustrations by Grace Ciao

This is nuts. Meet Singaporean fashion illustrator, Grace Ciao. Her mind-blowing designs are biblically, insanely well put together using just flowers. 

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Try not to feel jealous about things, or people or places. It’s toxic. Just keep living. You will find your happiness. Unknown 360,881 notes
lately on my mind

This life is a fragile and delicate blessing, and i think we all are victims of amnesia when it comes to that fact. 

There is nothing but today. Nothing but your faith, family, health and the exact moment you have it all with you.

Tomorrow is a privilege, never a right. Nothing in this life is promised.

The tragic events of the last few months have served to me as an awful reminder of these rules of life. But what is life without death, love without heartbreak, and day without night? The bad is there to remind us of the good, and tragedy strikes to remind us what matters. From here on out I’m not dealing with the petty fights that don’t do anything but determine social status or distribution of power.

I’m gonna be damn happy without the unimportant, vain, childish, stupid, devilish drama.

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