[i would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. - jack london]


of nature’s most poetic moments: winter-bare branches poised against clear setting skies.

for the lord will not forsake his people; he will not abandon his heritage; for justice will return to the righteous, and all the upright in heart will follow it.
psalm 94:14-15
Child, to say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it, nothing more or less or other than what you really mean; that’s the whole art and joy of words.
clive staples lewis: till we have faces: a myth retold
what manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?
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loving this right now. 

nothing is hidden from your sight

wherever i go, you find me

you know every detail of my life

you are god, and you don’t miss a thing.

the sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing - to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from…
till we have faces: a myth retold, clive staples lewis
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behold: the tabernacle of god will be with man

and he will be our god

and we will be his people.

and the bride: she will marry the lamb

i love the day of you’re appearing

i want to hasten your return

the spirit and the bride say come for your beloved one.

Treasures I brought home from The Book Lady. (Taken with Instagram)

Tea time. (Taken with Instagram at Gryphon Tea House)

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