this is such beautiful truth that i needed to read amidst graduation craziness. thanks keri! you are great!
yesterday, i was thinking of how transitional life is. always moving and changing - constantly being uprooted.
and then i realized that to be rooted in the lord means to have a steady, stable, constant home. if i am, or feel that i am, being “uprooted” from a city, a school, a job, then…
yes, please.
YES YES YES. this is such an awesome idea. definitely my kind of aisle.
Helloooooo Tumblr friends!! My best friend recently got engaged and I am looking for wedding blogs to send her way. Any favorites?
WANT THIS. this picture reminds me of my favorite scene in Beauty and the Beast. I would love to have a library like this in my future house.
(via brilliantlights)
We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.
Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.
We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love’s light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
(Source: quote-book)
yes yes yes.
(Source: circumstance, via plumnellie)
mmmmm love this book, The Giving Tree. so sweet.
Thank you Britney Spears for these lyrics that I can so closely identify with this morning. So today, one of my students named Patrick, (my favorite….but remember teachers don’t have favorites) walks into class with a burning question to ask me. “Ms. Neale, I was thinking. You aren’t a teenager but you’re not a woman. What are you?” My host teacher, overhearing his question, quickly comes to my defense and strongly states, “PATRICK! SHE IS A WOMAN!” And Patrick responds, “No she’s not. She’s not married.” Patrick is one of the most genuine students I know, so I am postive that he was not trying to insult me in any way. He just truely thought that to be a woman, you must be married. Maybe he learned this at home, or perhaps this is an idea that our culture has silently taught him. Either way, it gave me a great laugh this morning.
Daffodils from one of my students! Happy Thursday!
