Today driving to church God whispered to me that I have indeed faced several trials in my life. The only difference now is that I am full of God. I am completely submerged in His Spirit and because of that I can and will persevere. I will not give up. I no longer have to face this alone. He is with me.
#health #weightloss #lifechange
Nothing is more frustrating than being an on-time person meeting with a bunch of always-late people.
#awkwardlysittingherealone
A scale can’t measure:
- Creativity
- Critical Thinking
- Resiliance
- Motivation
- Persistence
- Curiosity
- Ingenuity
- Humor
- Endurance
- Reliability
- Enthusiasm
- Self-Awareness
- Empathy
- Leadership
- Self-Discipline
- Compassion
- Courage
- Resourcefulness
- Humility
- Intelligence
Remember this next time you’re letting the scale determine your worth <3
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
I cling to Jesus with every fiber of my being because He is unfailing, He is absolute, He is steadfast and His grace is deeper and wider than my imagination can even fathom. In Him and Him alone is where I’ve discovered a hope more bright and beautiful than words can possibly describe.
I don’t know how to win this battle.
I’m so incredibly exhausted. This battle to get healthy. To lose weight. To change who I am forever has been THE HARDEST thing I’ve ever faced. How do I lose 180lbs?! I find myself crying over this battle. Late at night I think about the road ahead of me and satan reminds me consistently that I cannot accomplish this life change and most days, I believe him.
I read books, I start new every day, I pray, I cry and yell, and at the end of the day I still feel defeated. It’s hard to have my sin open to the entire world. I’m sitting in church last Sunday crying because I JUST DON’T KNOW HOW TO WIN THIS BATTLE. This journey has been so much more than just getting to a proper BMI weight. It’s been picking off scab after scab of emotional wounds and I am lost at how to deal with it all.
I find myself losing weight to just gaining it back. I need Gods strength. I can’t live this way anymore. I want my life back.
Free to Love? Sure I am!! But you know what else? I’m free to listen to heavy metal music… and Jesus even sings with me. ….What are you free to do?
I’m free to worship like a crazy man, and waltz with my invisible partner.
I’m free to give money and provide funds to whoever He wishes.
I’m free to say “NO!” to the offers of even the most beautiful of temptresses.
I’m free to pray for pornstars and serial killers; Jesus stands with me
I’m free to believe in the existence of ‘paranormal activities’ and I’m also free to exercise my authority over them.
I’m free to give EVERY conversation to Jesus, to say what He says even if it means the conversation will end right there.
I’m free to change the meanings of ‘bad’ words.
I’m free to alter what everyone else calls ‘reality’.
I’m free to make declarations in Jesus’ name, without even saying “in Jesus’ name”
I’m free to write the check, on behalf of my husband.
I’m free to call Him ‘buddy’ ‘bro’ ‘bruh’ ‘beloved’ ‘love’ ‘beautiful’ ‘daddy’ ‘big guy’ ‘oh-wondrous-being-of-my-utmost-devotion’ …and I’ll still be calling Him by name.
I’m free to be see through, in both mind AND body.
I’m free to walk in the ‘dangerous’ parts of town, and I might just heal a few hearts while I’m there.
I’m free to be the hype man, cause I don’t have to be the star (~Pete!)
I’m free to have open eyes, and see in the spirit
I’m free to say that Team Edward and Team Jacob are both lame.
I’m free to say that what Harry Potter does, I can do…. but I’m actually real.
I’m free to BE real, and not wear a face, a mask, a disguise-upon-my-soul
I’m free to fall head-over-heels at the beginning of each day, as my Beloved brings the brilliant light of love through my window
I’m free to Love without trying to sell my Jesus to others.
I’ve been looking all over for this quote. (via hammereddrunkwithfaith)
the year is 2053. a girl lays on her bed wearing vintage ugg boots. ‘I was born in the wrong generation’ she sighs as she listens to taylor swift and cries over a one direction poster.
some kids are actually gonna be like this you do realize that
Heaven, help us! I want my children to only love the good things of this era!
Husband animates joke about tortilla chips told by his drunk wife.
Pretty much the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
This is the cutest fucking thing I have ever seen in my whole ever.
I snorted.
I am QUITTING animation forever because I will never make anything as hilarious and cute as this.
the tears of laughter I cry are real.
this truly is the best post on tumblr
