#tb#unrelatedCaption#03 /02/2017 - the day my life changed,the day i knew who i am,the day i truly knew who my eternal Father is (even as He continues surprising me everyday with new beautiful things and giving me the grace to face troubles),the day i realized my wealth is on the cross,the day i learnt that its not by might,power but by the Spirit,the day i learnt which family i belonged to,the day i accepted Christ in my life.i cannot trade this day for any other.i appreciate the difficulties that led me to Him.its not been an easy journey,i have had to fight my flesh,i have unintentionally made mistakes along the way,i have had low moments,but the living Word has been useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and
training me in righteousness.surrender becomes more real each day.
I praise You Jesus.and i am not ashamed to declare You are Lord over my life.
Photo by @linckolln
Completely #unrelatedcaption but... I’m always weirded out when you see someone in the morning get on the same carriage as you at your local tube station and then that very same person is on the exact same carriage as you on your connecting tube on the way home from work - never seen them before, never met them, just freaky timing!! #weirdlondonoccurences
If you love a flower, don’t pick it. Because if you pick it, it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation. -Osho #beauthenticallyyou#unrelatedcaption#italia#tiamo
#Unrelatedcaption 😛😂 but read it anyway :)
Your brown little eyes;
They spit in solitude
To make small puddles
On neat beautiful sheets.
You, when, jump into them (splash!)
To fish out the old debris
(for they are full of it)
Stain the new wall clocks
With dusty gumless stickers.
All those adamant stickers
That refuse to stick
On loosely hung clocks,
All those shaky steps
In the overflowing puddles
Spilled on papers,
Are now red
For that is the colour
Your eyes spat in.
Really have to applaud the woman who on a full and quiet carriage declares “God I really hope they don’t announce there’s a bomb on the train” when the train stopped between stations. Massive thank you to her 12yr old son who promptly told her to shut up. Could really use an afternoon wine.
💔 I know I promised not to talk politics on here, but with all the shootings this year alone, how can Trump not see that mental health is not the problem? Gun violence is the problem. If that kid wasn’t able to get his hands on those guns, this wouldn’t have happened.
And in case any pro-gun American decides to point this out, I know the total number of shootings is being disputed but surely Americans would rather avoid these dangers altogether... Or am I missing something? I just can’t begin to imagine what the families and friends of all those victims are going through. 💔
My life is so not Instagrammable right now. I'm knee-deep in edits and my days mostly consist of sweatpants, a wheat pack shaped like a pug (the only pet I'm allowed), endless cups of green tea and colour coded post it notes. So instead of posting something relevant to my real life, here's a pretty picture that's totally unrelated to this caption (but which makes me feel happy). So yeah. Happy Friday. X