I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
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| — | F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920 (via lifeofsigh) |
When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You simply water them and clear away the weeds; you know that the seeds will grow in time. Similarly, just do your daily practice and cultivate a kind heart. Abandon impatience and instead be content creating the causes for goodness; the results will come when they’re ready.
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| — | Bhikshuni Thubten Chodron (via godmoves) |
We don’t see light; we see what it touches. It is more or less invisible, made from nothing, just purposed and focused energy, infinite in it’s power…How fitting, then, for God to create an existence, then a metaphor, as if to say, here is something entirely unlike you, outside of time, infinite in its power and thrust: here is something you can experience but cannot understand. Throughout the remainder of the Bible, then, God calls Himself light.
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| — | Donald Miller, through painted deserts (via themountainsbow) |
If you want to get warm you must stand near the fire: if you want to be wet you must get into the water. If you want joy, power, peace, eternal life, you must get close to, or even into, the thing that has them. They are not a sort of prize which God could, if He chose, just hand out to anyone. They are a great fountain of energy and beauty spurting up at the very centre of reality. If you are close to it, the spray will wet you: if you are not you will remain dry.
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| — | C.S. Lewis (via katweenah) |
Women of God can never be like women of the world. The world has enough women who are tough; we need women who are tender. There are enough women who are coarse; we need women who are kind. There are enough women who are rude; we need women who are refined. We have enough women of fame and fortune; we need more women of faith. We have enough greed; we need more goodness. We have enough vanity; we need more virtue. We have enough popularity; we need more purity.
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| — | Margaret D. Nadauld (via rainydaysandblankets) |
To my friends: I want to apologise for those times when I said I would pray for you and I didn’t. The times that you asked to have coffee, and I was too ‘busy’. The moments that I could’ve asked you how you were doing; but I didn’t because I was afraid of your answer. When I wasn’t the friend that you needed me to be.
To my family: I’m sorry for the times I yelled back at you in anger, when you were doing the best you could. For the moments when I didn’t give you a chance to explain, when I brushed off your expressions of love for me. I’m sorry for not taking the time to try to answer your questions about this God that I know.
To my acquaintances and the people I pass on the street: I’m sorry for turning away, for rushing past and trying not to see your brokenness. I’m sorry for the stares, and the judgements I formed, even though we’ve never met.
I’m sorry for the times when I’ve said, verbally or not; ‘I’m Christian’ but I haven’t acted that way. I’m sorry for not loving, forgiving, and serving you the way that He does me.
I’m just like you, a sinner, with struggles and faults, I’m sorry for ever holding myself above.
His grace and mercy are the only reasons I’m still here, asking for your forgiveness, saying that I’m a sinner and I’m starting fresh, trying each day, not to say that ‘I’m Christian’, but to love, serve and forgive like Christ has done to me.
