Mini letters of honesty from me to God.
(And other randomness too)

 

How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?

Virginia Woolf, from Selected Essays  (via mercurieux)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

Remember how I said I wanted to go back on my blog and update my Dear God posts to see if anything was answered/changed? It starts now! And I’m super excited~
I’m just going to do one post at a time (not every day) but often enough. And not every post. Just relevant ones.
So this was made over a year ago (feels like yesterday!). I actually did end up going to California, but I think it was at least a couple of months after this. I was definately dreaming about a road trip at this stage. It was important to me because I need a change of physical space.
So I went to California and it was great. I love travel. It gave me fresh perspectives on lots of things. So to update in simplest form.
Thank you God for letting me go to California! I thought it would be me avoiding my problems but it was really just refreshing~

Remember how I said I wanted to go back on my blog and update my Dear God posts to see if anything was answered/changed? It starts now! And I’m super excited~

I’m just going to do one post at a time (not every day) but often enough. And not every post. Just relevant ones.

So this was made over a year ago (feels like yesterday!). I actually did end up going to California, but I think it was at least a couple of months after this. I was definately dreaming about a road trip at this stage. It was important to me because I need a change of physical space.

So I went to California and it was great. I love travel. It gave me fresh perspectives on lots of things. So to update in simplest form.

Thank you God for letting me go to California! I thought it would be me avoiding my problems but it was really just refreshing~

myndu-m:

I keep realizing how creepy all my favorite fictional characters actually are. (But I still looooooove them).

Reblogging my own art blog because this makes me laugh.

myndu-m:

I keep realizing how creepy all my favorite fictional characters actually are. (But I still looooooove them).

Reblogging my own art blog because this makes me laugh.

I’m always asking God for specific answers, but in the end the answer is always the same. Just trust me.

Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the end result of your faith, the salvation of your souls.

1 Peter 1:8-9 (via heartbeatofatwentysomething)

Wow. So the end result of my faith is not going to heaven. It’s not being the best version of me. It’s not being wealthy in any sense of the word. It’s simply and gloriously salvation. :)

nipplethief:

WE’RE DOIG CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATIONS IN ANATOMY W/ FROG DISSECTIONS AND THEY’VE ALL “DIED” IN DIFFERENT WAYS IM CRYING OMFG

IF I WAS A SCIENCE TEACHER….

nipplethief:

WE’RE DOIG CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATIONS IN ANATOMY W/ FROG DISSECTIONS AND THEY’VE ALL “DIED” IN DIFFERENT WAYS IM CRYING OMFG

IF I WAS A SCIENCE TEACHER….

So I have this big problem of always thinking everything’s either everyone else’s fault or only all my fault.

And that’s not really good when it comes to having a job because right now I’m very judgmental towards my coworkers and feeling like an absolute idiot every time I make one little mistake.

For example, apparently I’ve been calling the fax line to get my schedules and my boss was really frustrated because of the beeping.

But no one told me this in six months if working there and it’s the number on all of the websites/phone books so I’m super confused…

I’m pretty much ready to quit. (Not just because of this incident). But that sucks because I hate quitting and I don’t see the purpose of this job; especially when it seemed so “ordained by God” at first and now it seems like a waste except the money and experience I earned.