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Fill your mind with truth, your heart with love, your life with service.

1 month ago with 443 notes
It’s you. It’s been you for the past 486 days. Since the moment I met you. It’s you at 2 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon. It’s you when I’m sleeping and studying and eating and laughing. You are everywhere and you are everything.

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What you went through God was there, what you’re going through God is with you, what you will go through God is already there

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I believe in God not only because it is written, not only because my church tells me He is real, but because I can feel Him when I cry out, I can hear Him when I listen, and I can see Him in all the beauty that this world has to offer. And all I want is to share that amazing wonder with everyone I meet.

(via proverbs31v25)

1 month ago with 3,926 notes
A relationship that lasts is one with Christ in the centre. Two people seeking him in every way possible, in order to be as good a spouse as one can be. It’s about trusting one another and trusting in God’s plan, that he will build your relationship into one that will last a life time.

1 month ago with 365 notes
And life is worth the living just because He lives.

1 month ago with 1,233 notes

It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

The Lord is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.

The Lord is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him.

It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the Lord.

1 month ago with 122 notes

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

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