It is our wounds that create in us a desire to reach for miracles. The fulfillment of such miracles depends on whether we let our wounds pull us down or lift us up towards our dreams.
I hope you remember that you always have a place to hide, away from the noise of the world, away from all that dares to wound your heart. You can always hide within the merciful heart of God.
Sometimes, all we need is just one person who believes in us and who will never give up on us. Someone who sees beyond our weaknesses, beyond our faults. Who knows that though we walk in darkness, we can still find our way into the light.
To find grace, we need not look so very far ahead. We need only look at the present moment. God gives us grace right now, in the very moment we need it most.
Love has a certain element of tenderness, which alone pierces through the heart and binds us more intimately than any force in the universe ever can.
God has made the Universe and all that is in it, can He ever fail to give us anything that we ask of Him today?
Let go of what you can no longer keep. Protect what’s still worth keeping. Believe in love most of all.
There will always be a pain in ‘goodbyes’. No matter how much we seem to understand everything, it breaks our hearts to ever see anything beautiful die.
Saying goodbye doesn’t meanYou don’t love him anymore,Nor that you no longer will.It doesn’t mean that you failed.It doesn’t mean you’re unlovable.It doesn’t mean somebody’s better,And that someone else can take your place.
Wasted laughter. Wasted tears. Wasted love. That’s how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever truly wasted?
Saying goodbye doesn’t mean you need to forget,It doesn’t mean you were never loved.It doesn’t mean you’re weak,It doesn’t mean you didn’t try hard enough.
We are fragile beings,yet we often act as though we couldn’t be hurt,and as though we couldn’t hurt other people.
God’s breath is like a fresh wind that renews us. Frail and weak as we are,we have hope. We find healing.
To love is to risk, and to risk is to lose sometimes, to get hurt. But let it not deter you from loving again, from being happy.
We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves. If we have loved much, we must have given much also, and when everything’s over, we feel as though we have lost everything.