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My feelings are not God. God is God. My feelings do not define truth. God’s word defines truth. My feelings are echoes and responses to what my mind perceives. And sometimes - many times - my feelings are out of sync with the truth. When that happens - and it happens every day in some measure - I try not to bend the truth to justify my imperfect feelings, but rather, I plead with God: Purify my perceptions of your truth and transform my feelings so that they are in sync with the truth.
— John Piper
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
— Edgar Allan Poe
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“Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something.”
― H. Jackson Brown Jr.
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Though every eye is wide, there’s still not one to find it.
It vanishes like wine with nothing left behind it.
I found your life in grey and white and never thought I’d color it.
And love put up an awful fight.
You never made your peace with it.
So stay where you are.
And hold what you love.
And feel what you want.
And know all the while.
Don’t hurt ‘till it’s done.
It vanishes like wine with nothing left behind it.
I found your life in grey and white and never thought I’d color it.
And love put up an awful fight.
You never made your peace with it.
So stay where you are.
And hold what you love.
And feel what you want.
And know all the while.
Don’t hurt ‘till it’s done.
- Copeland
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mustard seed
faith the size of a mustard seed gets you Jesus.
when you are barely holding in
barely leaning in
you still get the King of Kings.
that’s love that’s completely unheard of.
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Self-blame is not a form of humility. It is a form of self-rejection in which you ignore or deny your own goodness and beauty.
-Henry Nouwen
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I was tied, but now unbound
My head is off the ground
For a long time I was so weary
Tired of the sound, I’ve heard before,
The gnawing of the night time at the door,
Haunted by the things I’ve made
Stuck between the burning light and the dust shade.
I said now I used to think the past was dead and gone,
But I was wrong, so wrong, whatever makes you blind
Must make you strong, make you strong,
In my time I’ve melted into many forms
From the day that I was born, I know that there’s no place to hide
Stuck between the burning shade and the fading light,
I was broken, For a long time, but It’s over now.
-Marcus Foster
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let it go - the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise - let it go it
was sworn to
go
let them go - the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers - you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go - the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things - let all go
dear
so comes love
-ee cummings
