My precious kitty. We said bye to her today. Nothing will ever replace her.
Alive.
I was made for a purpose
It’s almost 3am and I’m no where near being able to fall asleep. I miss her so much already. I wish I would have spent more time with her. Wish I could’ve been there when they put her down. I’m beating myself up with regret. It just scares me what if the shot really hurt her and she was in so much pain and looking for me crying and she couldn’t find me. I just miss her so much already. I can’t believe this is happening, I can’t believe she’s gone. Soon everything familiar will be gone. My home I’ve lived in for 12 years. Half of our stuff will be sold. And my brother will be on the other side of the country. Lord I beg you that some good will come out of this. I pray you would help us through this. Please give my parents strength.
Women who hope in God are women who look away from the troubles & miseries and obstacles of life that seem to make the future bleak, and they focus their attention on the sovereign power and love of God who rules in heaven and does on earth whatever He pleases.
(via findbeautyinhislove)
Can’t fall asleep tonight. Won’t be able to fall asleep. Not after this. My heart is shattered. It’s been broken time and time again, but never shattered. Never been this bad. It’s amazing how one person can hurt you so bad. I don’t look forward to tomorrow. I don’t look forward to the sadness I’ll feel from the time
I wake up until the time I go to bed. But lord. I trust you I trust you, I’ll trust you. Forever and ever.
I just keep thanking God over and over again for putting this person in my life. I know he was only meant to be here for a season, but he changed me.. He made me better. I don’t know if I would be where I am right now if I wouldn’t have ever met him. So thank you Lord. Thank you for sending this boy into my life. Even through all of the hurt and the pain he has caused me. Thank you. Thank you for using him to bring me where I am today. Thank you for using him to show me what I want and don’t want. Thank you for him. Thank you. Somethings I don’t understand and may never understand but I know my God sees the bigger picture he sees the end from the beginning and is carefully planning my life out for his glory. Lord help me to wait for the wonderful
Man of God you have for me. Help me to wait for the man who is going to make me realize how crazy I was for wasting time with anyone else. Lord I’ll wait. You told me you will not leave me nor forsake me. I hold to that. I know you would not let me go through this horrible season of heart break for nothing. I know good will come out of this. I trust that you will put someone amazing in my life when I least expect it. For now I will sit wait and follow your will as you pick up the pieces of my shattered heart and restore it to the spring of life you’ve intended it to be.
Sick of being in this slummmpp. I hope you like my fake smile! Lol :D
BTW I plan to write a nice long blog on here. Just gimme a day or two.
†: Reason, Season, or Lifetime
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty; to…
So true.
“Wake up. Your alive.”
Amen.
(Source: insomniaticthoughts, via her-insensitivity)
I love it when God speaks to me through random things on the internet. I really needed this.
![salvationishere11:
I picture myself in a pretty, white dress. Dancing and laughing and joyful in a field of flowers. Then I lost my innocence. The flowers died and my smile faded until it was completely gone. My dress was ripped and dirty until the white turned black. I lost my innocence. I gave it away. I’m sitting in the middle of the dead flowers, depressed and hopeless and dirty. Then, I notice Someone approach me. I look up at Him from my spot on the ground, but His face is too bright. His whole being is too bright; brighter than the sun. I sheild my eyes and see that His hand is reaching out to me. Should I take it? But He’s so clean and perfect and holy and I’m…not. But what could I possibly lose? I reach up and take His hand. He pulls me up and says, “Come now, let us settle the matter. Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.” [Isaiah 1:18 NIV] Then I notice something about His wrist. Without thinking, I reach out and touch the scar. I’m clean, because He has made me clean. I’m innocent because He has given me back my innocence. He has set me free. I’m holy because of what He did. For me. Tears blur my eyes as I fall to the ground at His feet. After awhile, He reaches for me again. We’re laughing and I’m spinning around and my heart is free, full of joy. Different than before. I know Joy. I know Love. I know Peace. I was dirty and lost and hurting. I know Freedom. I notice my dress is white again. No signs of stain or tear. The flowers are taller, brighter in color, more abundant. More tears fall, this time from joy. I dance with my Savior in worship and I live in peace knowing my past is forgotten. My slate is clean. My sin is forgiven. I have finally found where I belong; in the Presence of my Savior and King. In the Presence of Love Himself. I am clean.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0rlacnhSN1qe49wpo1_500.jpg)
I picture myself in a pretty, white dress. Dancing and laughing and joyful in a field of flowers. Then I lost my innocence. The flowers died and my smile faded until it was completely gone. My dress was ripped and dirty until the white turned black. I lost my innocence. I gave it away. I’m sitting in the middle of the dead flowers, depressed and hopeless and dirty. Then, I notice Someone approach me. I look up at Him from my spot on the ground, but His face is too bright. His whole being is too bright; brighter than the sun. I sheild my eyes and see that His hand is reaching out to me. Should I take it? But He’s so clean and perfect and holy and I’m…not. But what could I possibly lose? I reach up and take His hand. He pulls me up and says, “Come now, let us settle the matter. Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.” [Isaiah 1:18 NIV] Then I notice something about His wrist. Without thinking, I reach out and touch the scar. I’m clean, because He has made me clean. I’m innocent because He has given me back my innocence. He has set me free. I’m holy because of what He did. For me. Tears blur my eyes as I fall to the ground at His feet. After awhile, He reaches for me again. We’re laughing and I’m spinning around and my heart is free, full of joy. Different than before. I know Joy. I know Love. I know Peace. I was dirty and lost and hurting. I know Freedom. I notice my dress is white again. No signs of stain or tear. The flowers are taller, brighter in color, more abundant. More tears fall, this time from joy. I dance with my Savior in worship and I live in peace knowing my past is forgotten. My slate is clean. My sin is forgiven. I have finally found where I belong; in the Presence of my Savior and King. In the Presence of Love Himself. I am clean.
(Source: mochacafe.net)
