I am so thankful that I have a joy that the world can not rob me of; I have a treasure that the world can not take from me; I have something that is not in the power of man or devil to deprive me of, and that is the joy of the Lord.D. L. Moody (via hejk)
Lately I’ve been learning that it’s not about whether we will suffer or not in this life. What it’s really about is whether we are willing to fight like hell to keep living through it all. You see, we already know we are going to suffer. We already know we are going to die. What we really have to find out is if we are actually going to live while we are here.
Playing victim is easy. We can make a dramatic fall and stay down as long as we please, living in the comfort of our own company and misery. What’s really tough is convincing ourselves that getting back up and risking it all over again is worth it. But it always is. I can promise you that.
So fight like hell. Whatever it takes, you fight. You get back up and you live.katherinehenson // FB (via katherinehenson)
Jesus was more brokenhearted, scarred and betrayed than anyone in history. Yet, He did not shut Himself off from us; Instead, He calls us unto Him. If you cannot trust anyone, right now, please trust Him. His scars are proof that you are loved more than you know. He will guide you through this pain, He will sit with you when you are weak, and He will carry you until you can walk again. Christ wants to see you run again, He wants to see you live in His glory. You just have to take His hand and walk; it will take all of you, but you will get all of Him.T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via godmoves)
He is worth it.
Someone once asked, “If you could take it all back, would you?”Susannah Cahalan, Brain on Fire: My Month of Madness (via pnko)
At the time I didn’t know. Now I do. I wouldn’t take that terrible experience back for anything in the world. Too much light has come out of my darkness.
We don’t learn to love each other well in the easy moments. Anyone is good company at a cocktail party. But love is born when we misunderstand one another and make it right, when we cry in the kitchen, when we show up uninvited with magazines and granola bars, in an effort to say, I love you.Shauna Niequist, Bread & Wine: A Love Letter to Life Around the Table, with Recipes (via laurenarlene)