Totally meant to go to bed before tomorrow got here. — Fail.
I don’t know why I have been so depressed lately. It is like walking through muck. Everything is wonderful, truly my dreams are being laid out before me. I’m fighting to keep my joy, but it’s so hard to maintain perpetually lately. Especially around you, you feel the smallest shift in my spirit and ask. I wash I were better. I wish I were different. I know you would say, don’t wish, just be. Its harder than that.
(Source: yes-and-amen, via yes-and-amen)
070712 ♥ 727The heart of Christ became like a reservoir in the midst of the mountains. All the tributary streams of iniquity, and every drop of the sins of his people, ran down and gathered into one vast lake, deep as hell and shoreless as eternity. All these met, as it were, in Christ’s heart, and he endured them all.
C.H. Spurgeon
Christian History, n. 29.
Matthew 6:7-8 (NIV)
(Source: societykillscreativity)
