“I want to be free like a bird, I will fly. In you I will find freedom, for you the sky.”

In the highs and the lows, he is there through it all.

A skillful sailor was never made from still water.

Look at the flowers, and the birds in the sky, if they never worry then why should I? for he holds my life in his hands.

I think maybe its time for us to redefine love.

Her beautiful smile, her soft, tender heart; she’s an actual, walking, work of art.

I feel so deeply sometimes I forget that others don’t feel things to these same depths.

No matter where you are or where you are going, know this: there’s still hope in the midst of not knowing.

Fear, you have no place here.

You are you and that is all you need to be.

Hope may come in many ways but cling to this: God will never change hope found in him will always remain.

I know god has a plan for me, so I can be at peace, knowing that on the road beyond he’ll always be with me.

So I throw my life in your hands, it was always yours anyway.

This is not the end of what you are doing; in fact, its the very beginning.

If you don’t appreciate the now, when the later becomes the now, you won’t appreciate it either.

There is so much joy to be found on this journey if only we acre to stop and look.

Hope comes when you stop looking around and start looking up.