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My Lord, what love is this
That pays so dearly
That I, the guilty one
May go free
Amazing love, what sacrifice
The Son of God given for me
My debt He paid, and my death He died
That I might live, that I might live.
And so they watched Him die
Despised, rejected
But oh, the blood He shed
Flowed for me!
Amazing love, what sacrifice
The Son of God given for me
My debt He paid, and my death He died
That I might live, that I might live
And now, this love of Christ
Shall flow like rivers
So come wash your guilt away
Live again!
Amazing love, what sacrifice
The Son of God given for me
My debt He pays, and my death He dies
That I might live, that I might live
That I might live!
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"And
I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from His love.
Death can't, and life can't. The angels can't, and the demons
can't. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow, and even
the powers of hell can't keep God's love away. Whether we are
high above the sky or in the deepest ocean, nothing in all creation
will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed
in Christ Jesus our Lord." --Romans 8:38-39
♥
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| Sometimes I think I'm probably the most awkward person I know.
Why do I try so hard to
prove my worth to people? I feel out of place everywhere I
go. I want Love to take me in and speak those beautiful words... "You belong here."
I just want to belong somewhere.
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| It was all about acceleration, all for notoriety.
All about the destination, driven by my own abilities.
Rocket shattered, screamed and then fell away.
Lift this juggernaut into the sky.
Radio waves in the frozen night spelling "I miss you"
Like a flicker of light in the back of my mind, it all comes back to me.
Like an overdue sunrise, it all comes back to me.
There's nothing like complete exhaustion, the atrophy of complete defeat.
The feeling of the world upon my shoulders, and realizing I am
incomplete. Well there's a lot of freedom in failure,
a wrecklessness
of weightless abandonment.
I remember light coming through stained glass and it reminds me.
I remember Your love being better than life when it all comes back to me.
I will sing in the shadows when it all comes back to me.
--Brave Saint Saturn
Falling
apart. It's so hard to remember that this is just a tiny detail
in this pathetic life. There's gotta be so much more to live
for. There HAS to be so much more to strive for than a college
degree. Our awards and degrees mean nothing in light of
eternity, but so much pressure is on me now to excel and "make
something of myself." Part of me really wants to do well.
But my actions say that I really don't care. I don't know why I
keep doing this. I just can't seem to motivate myself.
I'm scared and feel like running away. Would anyone like to go
with me? We'll just get a map, point to a random city, drive
there, and start over....
Leaving it all behind.
(I know, I'm just a hopeless romantic.)
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I'm pretty sure this is my favorite movie of all time.
As much as I hate having to wake up at 6:30 every morning to take my
mom to work (when I don't even have class til 12), it's been
alright. I get to watch the sunrise every morning. I've
been seeing beauty in a lot of things lately. I never noticed how bright the moon is before..
The sky was amazing last night. I wish you could've been here with me.
So thanks for that, God. :)
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| Yesterday was really wonderful, thanks to a lot of really wonderful
people. I can't remember the last time I had a good birthday, but
yesterday really was great. Thanks Caleb, Kyle, Bryce, Matt, and Brandon.
And even though a lot of you live far away you still made my day.
I love you.
19 is a weird age.. I miss 18.
Everything's gonna be alright.
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