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Dashboard Confessional - Get Me Right

We learn to live without passion.
To be reasonable. We go hungry
amid the giant granaries
this world is. We store up plenty
for when we are old and mild.
It is our strength that deprives us.
Like Keats listening to the doctor
who said the best thing for
tuberculosis was to eat only one
slice of bread and a fragment
of fish each day. Keats starved
himself to death because he yearned
so desperately to feast on Fanny Brawne.
Emerson and his wife decided to make
love sparingly in order to accumulate
his passion. We are taught to be
moderate. To live intelligently.

“The Danger of Wisdom” by Jack Gilbert (via aclockwithouthands)

let’s be stupid this time.

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Listening to this makes me feel like I’m in another world.
I <3 The Smiths!

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Please reblog this to help strike a blow against pediatric cancer. I will post on Sunday exactly how much I’ve raised by doing this!

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kaustubha:

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allthingsalishan:

shalon:shaneblog:txtsfrmlstnght:jordychristine:

Please reblog this to help strike a blow against pediatric cancer. I will post on Sunday exactly how much I’ve raised by doing this!

If you ask why I’m not interested in someone, I might say their nose is too big, or they don’t know how to dress, or they’re too thin or too fat or too plain. But the truth is, I only notice those things because of the real reason—that I’m just not feeling anything. But people don’t want to hear that. They always want an explanation. So I have to come up with something concrete even though feelings aren’t like that. If I did meet a guy and I felt happy with him for whatever reason, I wouldn’t give a rat’s ass what he wore or how tall he was or what he did for a living. But when I’m with someone and it just doesn’t feel right, that’s when I start noticing the bad haircut or Chicago accent or unibrow. And it’s true that tomorrow I may go home with someone who you think is totally wrong for me. And the next day I might meet a perfectly nice guy who you think I should feel excited about, but I don’t. But if I do go home with someone, it means for a change, something feels right. For a change, I’m feeling hopeful. Caren Lissner, Starting From Square Two (via heartwillfall)

Above all else

Not the first time I’ve said it, but it’s so true:
Even the most majestic and biggest and most fancy words will still be unable to describe His greatness and mercy and love.
God can’t be explained; He can only be experienced.

Missed this feelg so much. Been so dry for quite a while now, then Pst Kong came to preach Word really just renewed recharged re-energized refreshed me so very much.

On the nights when I’m feeling my lowest, when everything just isn’t going right,
Your love is what pulls me and allows me to hold on.
Thank You.

When all else fails, Your promises remain.

“5 years from now, who’s gonna remember all the accolades you’ve gotten?
Live for something bigger, something eternal.
At least those lives you touched, those lives you helped change because you loved them enough to bring them to Christ, because you genuinely cared about them …. they’ll remember.
There is a purpose.”

Thank You for Your words.
Not gonna regret, not not not not not.

Yknow how people have role models that are like people in history books or even rockstars, actors, teachers and so on?

Was suddenly struck by how amazing so many leaders are in church.
We have no lack of role models in them, and I’m thankful that the people I look up to are people who I can identify with because
1) They are real
2) They are near
And why not? Especially when the people that these people look up to are so amazing themselves.
Pastor How, Pastor Lia, Charleston, Jamie, Garrett, Zhuo Xinyi, Wendy, Adriena, and even all the other leaders from the other zones: these are people worth respecting, worth trying to emulate.

Truly amazing, they are. (:

Round and round we turn, laughing at him her them you me us, laughing like there’s nothing funnier, laughing so hard that it hurts,

And now we’re breathless yet still we continue turning and laughing - maniacally now - because we’ve gone too far and we can’t stop, just like how the world and all its nonsense will never end, and we continue on in the hope that this might somehow drive away the pain and the worries and the sadness and the anger and the emptiness,

Then suddenly somebody shrieks and the sky comes falling and the world starts shaking and now we’re slipping, sliding, tumbling, rolling and the rain begins to pour the same way our tears do, because even the heavens weep for our stubborn foolishness to fight for what we can never have,

But still we can’t stop laughing because if we do, if we ever do, it all becomes real,

And nothing is fun anymore.

x

Half the time I’m tryg to find my own identity, the other half I’m tryg to remember who I used to be.

Stupid dreams. I pray against all these nightmares! Will not go to China at the end of the year no matter what! Best time of the year to chiong peoplework, only time to be able to go to God’s House every single day! So why would I want to miss out on all that only to suffer and have a horrible time there?

MORE ANNOYED THAN EVER NOW!

God, I pray You’ll make these nightmares stop. In Jesus’ name, amen!