Arise, you are new!

Apr 21
carlycutsmyhair:

#mylittleponyhair #undercut #shavedside #pinkhair #bluetips #ombre
vain beauty world

carlycutsmyhair:

#mylittleponyhair #undercut #shavedside #pinkhair #bluetips #ombre

vain beauty world

Apr 21
Apr 21
jezuz—hatez—fagz:

♡ ☢ sick cyber ghetto blog ☢ ♡
† DISOBEY †

undercut <3 <3 love the pink.

jezuz—hatez—fagz:

♡ ☢ sick cyber ghetto blog ☢ ♡

† DISOBEY †

undercut <3 <3 love the pink.

Apr 20

am I b.a. yet?

Feb 19
Jan 12

That awesome feeling when God tells you something before it happens and you can’t wait til it does :D I mean, I can wait… I am just excited. Kinda bummed that it took me so long to believe it would. Just waiting on him now. When that day comes and his promises come alive… I will not be able to shut up haha. He’s so good!

Jan 12
Jan 08

sometimes you just need to let go, to say goodbye. And this isn’t even like a bad goodbye or a messy breakup goodbye, it’s more like a, “it’s better if right now we don’t speak” goodbye “because I care too much about your soul to ruin things with my silliness and untimely shenanigans” goodbye.

maybe later we will be friends again, but for now, the most times I will say your name in conversation is through my prayers for you to our Father. right now, this is what it’s gonna look like to love you like I am supposed to.

Jan 08
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omgosh the last one im dying

Jan 08

YOU ARE the vine

I AM the branch.

You give me life and I am merely a vessel

through which you are free to pour your truth

IN because I surrender

THROUGH as your sanctifying breath burns away what displeases you

OUT to the masses to touch their hearts as well.

I have moments where I say, and believe,

My life is mine. I will do as I wish, at least just for this moment…

In my heart I expect your wrath

anger, disappointment, chastisement,

"who do you think you are? you are a branch."

Instead I receive

Kindness, mercy, grace. Patience. Long-suffering. Grace.

and in a moment of sobriety I am pierced by the conviction of

"who do I think I am? I am a branch.

I do not give myself life, or breath, or the ability to see another day. I do not save myself. I am not the potter. I am the clay.

It is only when I humble myself and realize my own brokenness that you graciously point me to your Son who stands in the gap, for me, a sinner.

all I am is yours.

I AM the branch.