No matter how hard we try, no matter how hard we push, and no matter how far into ourselves we withdraw, we will never be able to escape the sting of a broken heart.

We oftentimes let our broken hearts and those who broke our hearts define how we live life.

Promise me that you’re not going to fall into his arms again.

The ones who know exactly what to say are the ones you should be wary of.

The worst thing is — it will never stop hurting.

Let God fill your emptiness. Let His love overflow you, overwhelm you.

Only when be really get vulnerable do we find that we’re not alone, that others are struggling, too.

The truth is, our lives are going to be hard, even if and when we pray or listen or rely on Him. But in all things, all moments, all days, all challenges—He is good.

Don’t you dare think you can close our door, but keep it opened just a crack, in case you want to return when your legs aren’t as unsteady.

Sometimes God uses the tough moments to teach us. That we do not have to exist here on our own. That we should never carry burdens without help. That we are infinitely valuable, even when we don’t believe or see this worth.