Above all, trust in the slow work of God. We are quite naturally impatient in everything To reach the end without delay. We should like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way To something unknown, Something new. Yet it is the law of all progress that is made ByContinue reading
Texas needs no filter. (Taken with Instagram)
Este e o meu Brasil
On my drive west to my new, temporary home of West Texas, I began to notice the subtle changes; the drastic differences between the place that had always been my home and where I was headed somehow refrained from swallowing me whole. Pulling into town with the remaining distance on my GPS creeping slowly toward my final destination, surelyContinue reading “Este e o meu Brasil”
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
Knock, and He’ll open the door Vanish, and He’ll make you shine like the sun Fall, and He’ll raise you to the heavens Become nothing, and He’ll turn you into everything. Rumi. (via fuckyeahrumi)
One cannot wrestle with ultimate truth without becoming a different person. This is not a problem to be solved or a danger to be avoided but an effect to be celebrated. Sandra Schneiders
What Letter Would You Write To A Gay Son?
apoplecticskeptic: sds: “This is what love sounds like.” Nope… try: This is what bigotry sounds like. Good lord I can’t wait until we can look back on these times from the perspective of 50 years’ time. How conservative Christians fail to see this current fight as a near-perfect sequel to the civil rights movement fromContinue reading “What Letter Would You Write To A Gay Son?”
The pieces you hate are what drew me into you; I love what you hide. Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
It’s like @BrianKello had found 1987 again. (Taken with Instagram)
My non-niece Anya drew this and wrote an accompanying song. The best. (Taken with Instagram)
Becca Kello 