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Being light and salt the only way I know and can be.Hoping to spread God's words, love and work as much as possible :]
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Sailing on a Ship - Phil Wickham
A voice is on the wind
It calls me further in
I’m heading deeper into Your heart
Your mark is on my chest
My sails filled with your breath
You guide me by the light of the stars
I’m sailing on a ship that’s bound for life
I wrestle with the wind against the tide
I’d leave it all behind to reach for more
I’m sailing on to Your golden shore
To all the girls who are in a hurry to have a boyfried or get married, a piece of Biblical advice: “Ruth patiently waited for her mate Boaz.” While you are waiting on YOUR Boaz, don’t settle for any of his relatives; Broke-az, Po-az, Lyin-az, Cheatin-az, Dumb-az, Drunk-Az, Cheap-az, Lockedup-az, Goodfornothing-az, Lazy-az, and espeicially his third cousing Beatinyo-az. Wait on your Boaz and make sure he respects Yoaz.
~ Anonymous
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Pool - Spitz
When I met you I became a summer spider
Rolling, lightly winding
Like the wind that frolicked, swaying just a bit
I rode the broken bamboo-leaf boat
That was in the canal on the corner of the street and wafted
Fading away like the fog
In a world where I forgot my loneliness*
Sprays of water splash
Swimming freestyle, a big figure approached me…
When I met you I became a summer spider
Rolling, lightly winding
Like the wind that frolicked, swaying just a bit
In a world where I forgot my loneliness
White flowers fall continuously
The sun silently shines on the uneven fields…
The love for equals is a human thing - of friend for friend, brother for brother. It is to love what is loving and lovely. The world smiles.
The love for the less fortunate is a beautiful thing - the love for those who suffer, for those who are poor, the sick, the failures, the unlovely. This is compassion, and it touches the heart of the world.
The love for the more fortunate is a rare thing - to love those who succeed where we fail, to rejoice without envy with those who rejoice, the love of the poor for the rich, the black man for the white man. The world is always bewildered by its saints.
And then there is the love for the enemy - love for the one who does not love you but mocks, threatens, and inflicts pain. The tortured’s love for the torturer. This is God’s love. It conquers the world.
The love for the less fortunate is a beautiful thing - the love for those who suffer, for those who are poor, the sick, the failures, the unlovely. This is compassion, and it touches the heart of the world.
The love for the more fortunate is a rare thing - to love those who succeed where we fail, to rejoice without envy with those who rejoice, the love of the poor for the rich, the black man for the white man. The world is always bewildered by its saints.
And then there is the love for the enemy - love for the one who does not love you but mocks, threatens, and inflicts pain. The tortured’s love for the torturer. This is God’s love. It conquers the world.
~ Frederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat
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Here I Go Again - Casting Crowns
Father, hear my prayer
I need the perfect words
Words that he will hear
And know they’re straight from You
I don’t know what to say
I only know it hurts
To see my only friend slowly fade away
So maybe this time I’ll speak the words of life
With Your fire in my eyes
But that old familiar fear is tearing at my words
What am I so afraid of?
‘Cause here I go again
Talkin ‘bout the rain
And mulling over things that won’t live past today
And as I dance around the truth
Time is not his friend
This might be my last chance to tell him
That You love Him
But here I go again, here I go again
Lord, You love him so, You gave Your only Son
If he will just believe; he will never die
But how then will he know what he has never heard
Lord he has never seen mirrored in my life
I will make you my wife forever, showing you righteousness and justice, unfailing love and compassion. I will be faithful to you and make you mine, and you will finally know me as the Lord.
~ Hosea 2:19-20
(via jesusmysuperhero)
My mum
My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.
(Source: romanceinthedarkness, via mixiv-14)
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