(Source: thegreathope)

I have come to set fire to the earth; and how I wish it were already blazing.
Luke 12:49 (via heart-and-song)

(Source: singing-hope)

She lives the poetry she cannot write.

kterkper-sixty-six:

Yesterday, I was riding my bike through VCU’s campus to class and I saw these guys and several more holding up these signs on the compass, one of the center points of campus. After class, they were still there and so I stopped and talked with one of them for a bit (in the blue). I didn’t get pictures of all of them because they were about to leave, but other signs said things along the lines of “I’m sorry for not listening to your story” and “I’m sorry for judging you because you’re a homosexual” (or something along those lines). This made me really proud of not only my school, but as a Christian. A few weeks ago, there was another street-preacher on that same spot bashing countless groups of people and saying they were damned to Hell for their sins. She said that this was their response to that, because they wanted to get the message across that Christianity isn’t really about hate and exclusiveness as some people make it out to be.

“It’s about love,” she said.

(via jessrawls)

God’s love is not a pretty, clean, Hollywood hot pink love. It’s a kinda love that is willing to love things that are messy, willing to love even the difficult; the gross kinda things.
The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.
Peggy O’Mara (via fishy)

(Source: psychotherapy, via quote-book)

The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.
Peggy O’Mara (via fishy)

(Source: psychotherapy, via quote-book)

I write & enjoy the sweet summer sun-