He faced death so I didn’t have to, and He was cursed along too, so I should be called ‘a Blessing’ Grace did that thing. when I was down He lifted me up, He stooped low to where I was just to tell “everything will be alright” I am wrapped in the finger…

love is everything. from the cry of a new born baby to a smile at the wedding. love is everything. and the most real love can be seen in companion with time for everything else works to destroy it. the past the character the annoying things about the significant other …

Sadly, it’ll reach a day, and you’ll look at me from across the room, asking yourself, “why is he still breathing?” I’ll look at you the same wondering, “why am I still here? I’m so good at running” and yet we’ll both be here, choosing to stay. * if only…

Don’t be afraid, look at me, look at us, even though our pasts are against us, we can choose to heal and advance, love is a verb — a writer wrote, so we can still show each other grace at times our imperfections irritate the both of us, the guilt, the shame, all the hard wired mistakes stored inside our…

I’ve never lost really, every moment of my life is either a win more or a learn more situation, no second was ever wasted, no time was taken for granted, and when God took me in, He made me His priority in a flash of a second, all those regrets flashed away, and all lost moments were subjected…

Yes even though I don’t know you yet I know you before I’ve met you I have loved you and before you give me any reason to smile I still smile just by thinking about you I can’t wait to put the face on the thoughts I have of you to finally say “aaah, that’s the woman I was praying…

weeping, sad faces and sisters crying, what a bitter-sweet feeling, our brother is dead, but Jesus just walked in. patience, “it’s been four days Lord, and our brother is now stinking, but your word is life, it’s in your word we believe in.” come out! our good Lord started shouting, calling the dead back to life, calling our brother from the cave into light, Lazarus is not dead, Lazarus was just sleeping.

Love is the only thing that puts us together it is the only thing between a perfect God and an ever-sinful man like me. — Love is what held a Messiah to the cross, it wasn’t the six-inch nails as they made us believe, Love is what made God give, it’s what made a self-sufficient God run to me as if I had anything to offer as a favor. — Love is a man, who died for me innocently, Love is a God, who rose for me victoriously, Love has a name, Jesus.

Tell me this how can a person be this clumsy and classy this fabulous and messy at the same time? *** You are beautiful comfortable in overalls although sometimes you come out dressy just amazing *** How can you be loving yet crazy sometimes an early bird but mostly lazy how can this be? *** You are exactly who I want to please exactly who I want to kiss and even though you are really moody you’re still the one