“I hope you are still writing things that no one else will ever see.”

Nothing I was was ever worried about was worth it.

You were made to hear God’s voice and know it well.

Trust holds out his hands to joy and says honestly, you are nothing without me.

Hold a little while longer. God is bringing clarity.

To the honey I said, You don’t know what it is to be made of so much goodness, yet in a hollow be so hidden.

She Smells Like The rare oils of hope and Faith. She is a fragrance and incense that even the angels can sense.

What some have called rejection, I have called a door and that has made all the difference.

Today I am imagining the best things that could happen.

God likes your participation. Don’t let pressure and perfection paralyze you.

How much I daydream about heaven and how much I believe I’m going there are probably directly proportional.

There will always be a reason not to pray.

I sought the lord and he answered me and delivered me from all my fears.

I’m either about to fail miserably or I’m about to have a huge break through and to be honest that’s my sweet spot or something.

I don’t need to see how, I just need to know you.

I know that you are annoyed with me because of how holy you are and because your sacrifice has not made me holy, too.

Don’t self protect from your miracle.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

I want my boys to have an understanding of people’s emotions, their insecurities, people’s distress, and their hopes and dreams.

I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I had tremendous hope in me.

Hope is patience with the lamp lit.

Faith goes up the stairs that love has built and looks out the windows which hope has opened.

Hope never stops at all.

Most people tiptoe their way through life, hoping they make it safely to death.

No matter the circumstances that you may be going through, just push through it.