Literally the sweetest woman. I don’t think I’ve ever had a teacher buy and bring in food for MY birthday. You made my entire birthday, Madame. Merci beaucoup <3
We’ve been serving alongside each other for quite some time now.
But I just wanted to show my gratitude more outwardly, because I don’t think you understand how grateful I am for you in my life.
I don’t know why, but God has definitely put a place in my heart just for you.
All those nights spent praying over you, crying together, embracing each other. I cherish those nights.
And I hold dear to me all the conversations we can have about anything, really.
You are one of the few people in my life with whom I can hang out 1 on 1, not feel awkward while doing so, and enjoy it.
Recently, you know the situation I’ve been in.
And it shattered my heart into pieces, knowing that you were against me and that you thought badly of what I was doing.
I didn’t want you to be like them.
But I’m beyond grateful for the fact that you respected me enough to approach me, hear me out, and realize that maybe your previous assumptions/opinions were a little off from the truth.
In a time when I’m learning who my real friends are, who really loves me, and who really is looking out for my spiritual growth, you shined.
And when you could have easily let your emotions take the best of you, like the rest of them, you stopped, looked at me, and realized that I wasn’t your enemy, nor was I a stranger. I was your brother. For life.
I love you. And I pray that we can only get closer and closer.
Tonight, God is giving me and many others the opportunity to praise and worship in my very own school.
Please, if you’re reading this, pray for hearts to be changed, walls to be broken, and souls to be surrendered.
I’ve come to realize the uselessness in being passive.
Many of us remain passive because we feel it will be safe.
But I’ve also come to realize how wrong that is.
No matter what, no matter what, you do, people will have always find something to pick out of you.
People will always have an excuse to speak badly about you, to spread lies behind your back, and to hate you.
Be the guy that doesn’t say a single bad thing about anyone—
you will be judged.
Be the guy that gives and gives and gives—
you will be questioned for your motives.
There is no safe ground when it comes to people.
So why are we so scared of being seen in a negative light by others?
If it is inevitable, why are we so cautious to stay in this “safety zone”, where we feel like nobody can hurt us?
If we be judged by our deeds, or lack thereof, let us be judged by our radical personalities, unwavering compassion, and relentless selflessness.
If we be hated, let us be hated for our action rather than our passivity.
Get out there and do something.
So many thoughts, lotsa free time today.
Probably will try to get a bunch of posts up today, on random thoughts that have been swimming in my mind these days.
omg my sister’s friend (who wants to be her bf) is taking her to prom in a freaking firetruck
i am dying
I wasn’t joking you muthatruckas
I don’t cry too easily, nor do I cry often. But when I think of you, something inside me moves.
If there is one person in the entire world who has a heart most similar to mine, it’s you. And you know that.
We know each other’s hearts. Well.
You have been one of the most evident sources of Christ’s love in my life.
I mean that with every fiber of my heart.
When nobody could give me what I needed, you came to me with eyes of love. And you didn’t give me advice, you didn’t throw a bible verse at me.
You simply embraced me.
And that’s what I needed. A friend.
I can only call a select few human beings on this earth “true friends”, and you are one of them.
You are selfless and loyal beyond belief.
I admire that so much about you. I admire you so much.
You give so much, and get so little. And I know that burns you out.
And I know that makes you want to go back. Go back to being alone.
But man, I don’t know what I’d do without you.
So don’t go back. Please. I’m here. Joe’s here. Your home is here.
And I know you’re too stubborn to open up to me, because you feel like you’ll be burdening me.
But damn it, my heart breaks into pieces seeing you like this.
Let me embrace you, like you’ve embraced me.
If I don’t have the words you need to hear, I simply want to be there for you. Pour out everything to me, every little shadow in your heart. I want to listen, and God, I want to pray for you.
I want to be on my knees by my bedside, beating my chest, crying out for your heart to be at peace.
Because I love you.
For all that you’ve done for me, do for me, and will do for me,