Do you ever want to just go to a place where there is no-one? No-one at all. Just the mountains, the rivers, the lakes, forest, the long grass, the snow and the rain. Do you ever want to just walk and walk and be, for once, truly alone in a beautiful place and just cry and think and walk away more until you can forget that you’re human?
Ralph Waldo Emerson (via lovelyydarkanddeep)
Absolutely, yes!! :)
Anyone who came into contact with me last week would maybe have an idea of how stressed I was about coursework and life in general. It was actually upsetting! But…
I’ve finished my composition by some absolute miracle, and it’s all done and dusted. With the likelihood of getting a very good grade! I just- God- thank you God- I never could have done anything like that in my own strength, and in a week and a half. God is amazing. I’m so, so grateful.
And! Not only that but I’m doing well in my subjects at college! Hurrah! That’s another miracle in itself. I won’t go into how I discovered the ‘meaning of life’ of learning the other night, but WOW I feel amazing.
AND! I don’t know, I just want to say, God is so amazing, so good to us, so much bigger and more loving than we could ever actually know. Paul gets it spot on in Ephesians 3:20:
“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”
I want to encourage anyone who feels overwhelmed and stressed and any manner of things right now-
just remember Ephesians 3:20, and what God can do with you.
I’m absolutely astounded and blown away with the goodness of God in my life right now and I think that that, my dear readers, is all I have to say!
place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. it burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. if one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.
song of solomon 8:6-7 (via pensive-musing)
Jealous Sleep drags me to bed,
gripping my limbs and pulling my eyes blind;
But before I’m lost,
Knowledge glances up,
Gives me a knowing smile,
Reassuring me that it won’t leave me,
That it’ll be there when the morning comes.
I absorb that smile,
Cling to it like a sinking sailor to a raft,
And its sweet radiance is forever instilled in my mind’s eye,
As I fall into the depths of me.
Things of worth and things of beauty really are hard to come by.
A thing of worth isn’t always something expensive,
neither is a thing of great beauty the same as the thing that won a competition once.
A thing of worth isn’t easy to dispose of,
In the same way that a thing of beauty can’t fade with time.
A thing of worth- something worthy- is not something that lowers it’s standards to fit,
It’s like an elusive jigsaw puzzle that demands to be solved in the most understated, intriguing way;
Whist a thing of beauty, far from fearing how it seems outwardly,
Will glow with a deep, inner radiance
That can’t be measured by colour charts or skin tones.
Things of worth and things of beauty are rare things indeed,
Perhaps almost desiring to be hidden from those who wouldn’t appreciate them, stand awed by them, cherish and adore them.
But far more rare to find a thing of both worth and beauty-
Because in such a world, you’ll need to first find truth-
Because true worth is true beauty, and true beauty is true worth.
Find both, and you’re blessed indeed.
I think the key to success- or favour-or whatever- is truth,
Because truth is universal, and individuals want to be part of something with the masses,
And truth will automatically bind everybody.
And although disguise may elude us,
And it may entice and tease us,
There’s nothing more powerful than truth, because truth can never be undone, nor rewritten, nor conformed, nor broken.
Its just ‘truth’.
Nothing’s as clean as truth, either.
Everything else is wonderful until we see the dirt and sorrow underneath,
But the truth always wins. Far better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie;
Far better never to have lied at all.