June 2013
29 posts
thought of the day
you wouldn’t believe how hard i’m trying to not be scared of everything
“My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.”
—Charles Bukowski (via thatkindofwoman)
Everything Sleeps
Listener
listener - everything sleeps
Southern Ground
dig it.
We are all just giant poop shoots.
“Sometimes we don’t need “more of His Presence” as much as we need an increased awareness of Him already here.”
—Sean Feucht (via itsallaboutchrist)
first world problems
mewithoutYou is going to be in Columbus right after I move there… but the show is on a Wednesday. Andy is forever busy on Wednesday nights because of youth stuff.
….so many pouts….
to elaborate further...
Last night I was overwhelmed with feelings of love for my fellow man. Allow me to explain some… I really have no grounds for this assumption, because I surely can’t feel what anyone else feels, but I’ve always thought of myself as an extraordinarily deep feeler. I have compassion that resounds through every fiber of my being. The caverns of my mind and heart are filled and even overflowing with a depth of love that pours into my conscious every day. It was last night, after several mounting occurrences, that I was able to put some words to it. (Words always seem to fail me. I can seldom communicate exactly what I want, but I sure as heck try.)
