"Fall in love not just because they have beautiful eyes, but with the way those eyes see the world. Fall in love with the way they glisten when they get excited about the things that matter most to them. Fall in love not just because they have nice lips, but fall in love with the endless thoughts and words that come out of them. Fall in love not just because of their smile, but with the reason behind it. Fall in love not just because they have a great chest, but because of the heart that’s underneath it. Fall in love with the great love that they are capable of giving to you and to others.
Fall in love not just because of the way their hands fit yours perfectly, but with the promise of not letting each other go when the going gets tough. Fall in love with the way they listen. Fall in love with the comfortable silences. Fall in love with the way everything seems to fall into place when you’re with them. Fall in love with someone who makes you feel beautiful. Fall in love with them because genuinely beautiful people are iridescent, they share that light and beauty with everything and everyone they touch. Fall in love with someone beautiful because you deserve it.”
When I was 16, I got a purity ring. And when I was 25, I took it off. I didnât tell anyone I was doing it â it wasnât a statement or an emotional thing. I just slipped it off my finger that day and…
“At that day ye shall ask in my name: and I say not unto you, that I will pray the Father for you: For the Father himself loveth you, because ye have loved me, and have believed that I came out from God.”—
John 16:26-27, KJV
"At that day" He is referring to the day when the Holy Spirit has come to me and made me one with my Lord.
From MacArthur Study Bible:
When praying in Christ’s name, we are not asking him to ask the Father, as if the Father is indifferent to believers, but not to his Son. On the contrary, the Father loves Christ’s own. In fact, the Father sent the Son to redeem them and then return. Asking in Jesus’ name means simply asking on the basis of his merit, his righteousness, and for whatever would honour and glorify him so as to build his kingdom.
the moral of life is to never start using certain words or phrases in a joking way because you will continue to use them and nine times out of ten they will grow to be a part of your everyday vocabulary and it won’t be in a joking way anymore and all you will feel is regret
I spent 2 hours last night reading my paper journals from years back to boost my self-esteem a little. I don’t know which is sadder, that I actually feel better when I read about love interests and friends who like me or that people who like me romantically are so few that I have time to write about them
look, i get it: superman as a character can be pretty hard to make an audience relate to because he’s, you know, a super man! he has the powers, we know not of them, and while the interesting angle on superman is definitely his humanity y’all keep getting that really wrong, like shamefully wrong, but it’s okay, i understand, it’s hard to write, the shadow of the great christopher reeve movies, shhh, shhh. it’s gonna be okay, let me explain you a thing, there’s an easy solution, you just make this movie:
we open on a twelve year old lois lane in the aftermath of a FUCKSHIT CATASTROPHE. something disastrous has gone down — maybe it’s a massive oil spill, maybe it’s a situation reminiscent of the erin brockovich scandal, this is just a vague concept sketch, fill in what you want. the important part is: it’s a big bad corporate fuckup of the sort that we’re all too familiar with these days, and it’s got lexcorp written all over it. our first introduction to lois is watching her get approached by a patronizing, downtalking reporter and, all of twelve years old, step up to the fucking plate and take him and the company to task in the public eye. she’s the most poised and professional and pissed as fuck twelve year old you’ve ever seen, and she knows her facts, too. the reporter is impressed, but not as impressed as we, the audience, are as we watch her reign back her fear and do whatever she can to help her family, friends, and community.
sharpcut to a guy in a dead run down a back alley; he’s sweating and looking over his shoulder, clearly being chased. the camera pans out to reveal a daily planet logo — because, hey guys, the year is 2013, so the planet’s a 24 hour news network* now. you can argue new york times parallels all you want but the truth is that if superman’s looking for a job where he can a) be apprised of what’s going down with maximum speed and b) have an excuse to be on the scene immediately? then in this day and age he sure as shit ain’t working for print media; fight me. and you know what else, maybe clark’s a fucking camera man because he’s not actually great at reading or writing news because YOU KNOW WHAT MAKES CHARACTERS RELATABLE AND INTERESTING TO HUMAN BEINGS IS FLAWS, F L A W S, THAT IS THE THING YOU KEEP FORGETTING AND IT’S WHY SUPERMAN MOVIES KEEP BEING PAINFULLY BORING, ugh, whatever, moving forward.