“I lift my hands in praise and all else begins to fade, for you are all that matters; lord take all of me.”

I cannot grow into who I was made to be if I’m constantly concerned about what others think of me.

In case no one has told you this today, you are loved, you are valued, you are seen. This is the seen.

The way we obey teaches us much about who we really trust.

I will be still before you, lord, I will draw near. In this simple moment, I’m just happy to be here.

Love, its time to embrace the beauty of the unknown.

When you’re feeling exhausted and completely out of breath, turn and fall into his arms and you will find your rest.

We’re not far from home.

To bloom is to grow. To grow is to know the one who created x Died for my soul.

Maybe I’ll do something that the world will see, but I think its enough to know my father see’s me.

We spend so much time avoiding death that we forget to take time to truly live.

The dawn is our reminder; fresh start come with the rising sun, and all life was made new when the sun rose, too.

Tears – they water the soil of your soul, they sink in deep and help your spirit to grow.

Hope remains. The light will stay. You are held and seen and covered in grace.

Sometimes you cant find the words to say. And you know what? that’s okay. Your presence still matters.

Let’s go on an adventure, oh, the place we will go! and with you by my side, I am always at home.

I have never gone too far to be unloved by you.

Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

It all began with a shoe on the wall. A shoe on the wall shouldn’t be there at all.

To feel absolutely right is the beginning of the end.

Crystals are living beings at the beginning of creation.

The beginning is the most important part of the work.

As we look forward to the New Year, let’s resolve to recommit ourselves to the values we share.

Let go of yesterday. Let today be a new beginning and be the best that you can, and you’ll get to where God wants you to be.

Time begins the healing process of wounds cut deeply by oppression.