When no one’s looking, do we return the money in the wallet to the stranger that dropped it on the bus? Do we leave a positive anonymous comment? Do we speak with kindness about a friend?
We spend so much time getting ready for this future, stressing over what hasn’t happened, and setting plans for what’s next that we forget to live in the moment. We forget to celebrate how far we’ve come. We forget that life isn’t always going to unfold how we want it to—but maybe that’s the most beautiful part.
Taking yourself out of a toxic situation, or into a healthy one is not wrong. Establishing where you stand in regards to a certain issue or choice is not wrong. Being honest about your emotions, even if it might make someone feel ‘bad’ in the process is not wrong.
You are not defined by the times you have failed—your identity is found in Christ, not in this worldly place or pain.
Anyone who loves you will open arms to you, not think you’re a burden.
I don’t want to waste another minute with someone who doesn’t believe, who doesn’t care to try, who doesn’t want to be loved fully, completely, and deeply by me.
If you’re not going to believe—in me, in us—then you’re wasting your time.
Love is thousands of tiny moments—exhausting, frustrating, wonderful, and inconsequential—that build a connection that’s beyond temporary.
We are like stars—there’s a chance we might burn out. There’s a chance the universe knows our destiny, knows we’re meant to fade before the light years even reach us.
What if we forget what it’s like to feel the softness of one another’s lips, the taste of one another’s love on our tongues?