"We all know that it is easy to complain, to point out another persons wrong doing or to observe and spotlight inconsistencies and failures. But what takes real commitment, and represents the true character and heart of God within us; is perseverance, despite shortcomings.. It’s standing along side a friend amidst their failings and mistakes, amidst the disappearance of others, and amidst questionable circumstances — and supporting them, in love. No, not agreeing with the mistakes, but agreeing to be around, through the changes and their attempt of out-working their inward commitment. It’s standing beside those whom you call ‘friend’ and promising to be there no matter the trials, errors, scrapes or bruises. It’s standing firm on your word - and being able to say “I am for you, and I am with you on this - lets find these solutions together, lets pray for healing together, and lets see breakthrough together.” Friendship is not a circumstantial view, but a committed vision."
— (via hope-movement)

tastefullyoffensive:

"Paying my electric bill after this polar vortex." [x]

Satellite picture of Michigan right now

god-theutterlyindifferent:

missaly89:

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HELP ME

Bruh

Its as bad as it looks, ya’ll.

wigglytuffitout:

professorjonathanphaedrus:

also apparently they named this winter storm ‘hercules’

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BLESS MY SOUL HERC IS ON A ROLL

"This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted."
— C.S. Lewis
"And this is the marvel of marvels; that he called me Beloved."
— C.S. Lewis (via intercedings)
"Although now long estranged
Man is not wholly lost, nor wholly changed.
Dis-graced he may be, yet not dethroned,
And keeps the rags of lordship once he owned:
Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Light
Through whom is splintered from a single White
To many hues, and endlessly combined
In living shapes that move from mind to mind."
— J.R.R. Tolkien
"Both the children were looking up into the Lion’s face as he spoke these words. And all at once (they never knew exactly how it happened) the face seemed to be a sea of tossing gold in which they were floating, and such a sweetness and power rolled about them and over them and entered into them that they felt they had never really been happy or wise or good, or even alive and awake, before. And the memory of that moment stayed with them always, so that as long as they both lived, if ever they were sad or afraid or angry, the thought of all that golden goodness, and the feeling that it was still there, quite close, just round some corner or just behind some door, would come back and make them sure, deep down inside, that all was well."

C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew

(via pullingupanchor)

"It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, eyes fluttering and glowing. You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care inside your heart. There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself."
— (via pixelglitch)
"Chastened and subdued in spirit by the sufferings I have borne, and thankful to that good Being through whose mercy I have been restored to happiness and liberty, I hope henceforward to lead an upright though lowly life, and rest at last in the churchyard where my father sleeps."
— Solomon Northup, from Twelve Years a Slave (via the-final-sentence)