outré posts of an everyday heteroclite


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'if I loved you any less I might be able to talk about it more'



what the heck???? it’s so unfair that i, as a white person,can’t say a word used derogatorily against an entire group of people for centuries, just because i want to sound hip! i mean, didn’t own slaves! it’s not fair to ostracize me like that. i feel oppressed! let me use this racial slur PLEASE! i NEED to be able to use derogatory hate speech in my everyday discourse!!!


I was trying to figure out my family’s love languages and decided my mom’s was wifi.


Jesus sat down and ate with sinners, prostitutes and tax-collectors, did he not?

Doesn’t mean he approved of what they were doing, but it also didn’t keep Him from loving them.


(Source: clayinthehandsofourfather)

The irony of the gospel is that the only way to be worthy of it is to admit you’re completely unworthy of it.

Tim Keller  (via littlethingsaboutgod)

(Source: godmoves)


I am a lover, but I am not love.
I am art, but I am not an artist.
I am healed, but I am not a healer.
I am created, but I am not a creator.
I am living, but I am not life.
I am shining, but I am not light.
I am a mere reflection of the One who is.

When I understand that everything happening to me is to make me more Christ-like, it resolves a great deal of anxiety.

A.W. Tozer (via starlit-glory)