athenagracee:

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

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How deep the Father’s love for us, How vast beyond all measure, That He should give his only son, To make a wretch his treasure.

How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give his only son,
To make a wretch his treasure.

 tears rolling down my checks as I read about the death of my favorite author. The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, aged 13 3/4, was the first book I loved reading. RIP Sue Townsend. Rest in peace Adrian Mole.
tears rolling down my checks as I read about the death of my favorite author. The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, aged 13 3/4, was the first book I loved reading. RIP Sue Townsend. Rest in peace Adrian Mole.

"Come."


breanna-lynn:

This is the invitation of Jesus to every doubting heart.

Even those who know Him, but still doubt.

He calls us to faith.

I think the hardest challenge for me sometimes is when I look at the future and I begin to doubt Him. I may not realize I’m doing it, but I can recognize fear soon after it’s…

jarrodis:

single, not sure how to mingle

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okaysureya:

Today not just South Africa, but the world has lost a great role model. Your character and strength changed the world and we will never forget. Rest In Peace Nelson Mandela. 

okaysureya:

Today not just South Africa, but the world has lost a great role model. Your character and strength changed the world and we will never forget. Rest In Peace Nelson Mandela. 

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listentothesound316:

Moses was a murderer, a coward, and he had a speech problem but God still used him. After all the times Moses said that He couldn’t do the things he was called to do God was still like I know and that is why I want you. God doesn’t need you He WANTS you, even if you have a speech problem, or even if you deal with depression, even if you are too proud of yourself. He wants YOU.

Sharks.


To all girls who self harm:

Hey little warrior throw down your spears, you’ve been shooting from behind your veil of tears.

Now you’re covered in those marks again, been swimming with those sharks again.

I see you in your princess shoes yore hair all up in braids, now those rays of golden sunshine hang a dozen darker shades.

Because you’re covered in those marks again, been swimming with those sharks again.

And your scars are my scars they run just as deep on my hart, on my hart.

If you think I don’t know how you are feeling, if you think that I’d just leave you bleeding. Know I’d move the earth to take away the pain your going though, I would even die for you.

Hey little poet don’t engrave what you’ll regret. It just makes those painful memories that bit harder to forget.

'Cos when you're covered in those marks you're face to face with sharks again.

If you think I don’t know how you are feeling, if you think that I’d just leave you bleeding. Know I’d move the earth to take away the pain your going though, I would even die for you.

So do’t give the lions what they crave, send the vultures into thier cave.

'Cos your scares are my scares they run just as deep on my hart, on my hart.

Love from God

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