Maybe tattoo?
two of my favorite things:
Harry Potter and Jesus!
Luke 11:36 “If then your whole body is full of light, having no part dark, the whole body will be full of light, as when the bright shining of a lamp gives you light.”
Both have been a large deal in my life….and i think the scripture goes along well with “Lumos”
Love this
You cringe at each creak on the old warped stairs but that doesn’t sway your determination to reach the second floor. Your gaze is fixed on the top rotten step as you endure the climb. The walls watch. Things crawl under your skin.
He constantly blows my mind.. He is so incredibly inspirational.
I recently stumbled across a blog written by Carl King about the phenomenon known as the introverted human being and it struck a major chord with me. After each bullet, I felt like standing up and shouting “YESSSSSSSSS!” at the top of my lungs because these points (made by author Marti Laney, Psy.D) are total home runs. As an extreme introvert, this is like sweet manna from heaven.
I was up late last night and decided to record a “cover song” of sorts.
Not for anything special, just for fun.
I’m twenty four years old, yet something about this song makes me bawl like a baby. The way the melodies and lyrics swirl together is so poignant and beautiful. If I were to count on one hand, the number of songs that have ever deeply moved me, this one would take the cake. Last night I probably spent more time actually crying at the piano than I did recording it. Such are the secret confessions of a shy boy from Minnesota.
Dizzy.
That’s how you feel when you run into a significant other you haven’t seen in a long time. A bitter avalanche of icy memories plows into your chest at breakneck speed, stealing the very breath from your lungs. Gasping for air, there’s really no use fighting it; the blow is instantaneous and it’s overpowering. Your eyes land on this person, your heart immediately stops dead, your knees go weak and you internally panic. You force yourself to walk over, but before either of you say hello, you’ve already got an endless amount of things you secretly want to say and an equally lengthy list of questions you wish you could ask.
Whether you love or hate them, airports are captivating places. It seems like waiting is the only thing anyone ever gets done. With nothing to do and nowhere to go before your zone number is called, you either reread last night’s texts or you just sit there like a vegetable and stare. It’s impossible not to notice a million things about those in the crowd of strangers around you and you smile when you happen to glance up and catch someone’s eye. You know the odds are good that you’ll never see any of these people again but you can’t help but wonder where they’re from, where they’ve been, or where they’re going. You feel some kind of deep-rooted respect and reverence because there is so much living going on, so many journeys being taken physically, emotionally, spiritually — and you’re not only in the middle of it, you’re contributing to it.
I adore this man. His perspective on life is just astounding. The way he sees things and his thoughts just amaze me. He is truly an inspiration
Few stories have turned my life upside down.
A 17 year old girl from Colorado did exactly that in an unbelievable way, or rather her story did, and I wanted to honor her by suggesting that you find and read this book written by her parents. I never met her but I feel like I’ve had the privilege of glimpsing her character and her heart after reading her journal entries in this book. Whether you’re Christian, Atheist or anything in between, her story is indescribably powerful. She died 13 years ago last friday.
I want so badly to discover who and what God intends me to be because I want every second to count. I want to be thrilled out of my mind because of who Jesus is, what He’s done and how alive and real and astonishing He is that I can’t even keep from talking about it, my love for Him just keeps coming up in conversation. I want to be so alive and ebullient that I’m unshakable to the point that no allure of the world can pull me into apathy or impassivity.
I love him. I love the fact that all he wants is to give God the glory through what he loves to do.
At the bottom of the swimming pool there’s a door and when you open it, the water surges around you and carries you down miles of dirty underground pipes until you find yourself in another place. You crawl onto a strange beach like a turtle and you’re not sure where you are but it doesn’t matter. I think you were in the cockpit of a fighter jet on an aircraft carrier and you were about to die because the ship was on fire and there was no land around for miles.
