Beautifuldisaster

(Source: lifeofpraise)

(via dreaming-and-wishing)

Your 22, your parents pay for everything - from the underwear you wear to school that you go to- to the 3.95 a gallon, gas you put in your car cause your to “high class” to go somewhere cheaper (even by two cents)..) You cry and complain when you don’t have what you want and you sure as hell haven’t even worked for what you have. You’ve failed class after class due to a little to much social time with friends and little can of Cools light and your to scared to tell mommy and daddy. Yet you’ve got nerve to tell someone who has lost EVERYTHING to working for everything they have and sometimes not even sure how its gonna work but by the freakin Grace of God it has?! Or having to choose between eating or paying rent?! You don’t know what living the “grown up” life is like until YOU actually grow up. Something I personally feel you never will do. I hope reality sets in for you, that the “high life” aint the good life. I may have my doubts and problems but let me tell you I’ve seen the darkest you can probably see. Yeah I still complain about little things and sometimes get to emotional, but let me tell you what- I know responsibility. I know what needs done to survive on my own. I couldn’t be more blessed to have lived the life I have had. I’m stronger wiser smarter and even stand a little taller cause of everything. Don’t tell me to grow up. Don’t tell me I don’t know what I’m talking about. You best believe that I actually do. I’ve beat death, and I’ve found an entire new meaning to life beyond drinking, smoking, or sleeping around. I’ve found life. I’m alive and living the good life. I’ve got my family. My amazing and awesome friends. But even more importantly the Grace and Love of God on my side through it all. If you don’t like it…your loss. You need to reconsider who needs to do some growing up. ( Its 6 a.m, to freakin early to deal with this kinda stress.. Letting go and moving beyond)

"Scar tissue has no character. It’s not like skin. It doesn’t show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It’s like a slip cover. It shields and disguises what’s beneath. That’s why we grow it; we have something to hide." 

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” I am stronger today because of yesterday but still need Jesus more than ever”

telltheworldthatjesuslives:

Here’s the deal.

I’m going on a missions trip called The World Race & I depart in July. 

I am in the middle of a competition called Squad Wars against the other two squads leaving in July.

I need you to click on this link: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150649441298095&set=a.10150649439438095.395154.360499068094&type=1&theater, and “like” it on Facebook.

It’s toilet paper in the shape of a “g” to represent our squad name—G-squad.

Toilet paper is a necessity on the missions field, let’s be honest.

My squad needs more than 500 likes to win this competition.

We will be sharing Jesus to 11 countries in 11 months. Will you help a missionary out?

Please REBLOG & get all of your followers to “like” the photo on Facebook.

Thanks all!

Brandi

brandiwilcox.theworldrace.org

"Don’t turn away. Hear the painful cries of this man now, or you won’t hear his invitation later. You can’t accept his love until you realize his sacrifice. Each step he took, he was taking for you. Each splinter stinging through his skin from the rugged cross on his shredded back, he took for you. Each wound he felt crying out in his soul, he accepted for you. Each thorn had a name on it. Yours. He knows of no other way to save his beloved than this— to experience hell in her place, dying at her hands. At my hands. This causes me to tremble" 

"The greatest scars are not found in wounded hearts but in the overlooked ones. There is no greater pain than the ice of loneliness." 

"Love sacrifices for the beloved" 

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Life is a beautiful Struggle
Music, Christian but far from Perfect
I like to smile because you never know
who's having a bad day and might need it.
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