Petition to make John Green write a summary for An Imperial Affliction, so we can all understand Augustus and Hazel better and get a deeper level of connection to them.
Who do I serve? Who is my King? Who dwells in my Heart? - The maker and perfecter of my faith, my heart, my life… Jesus Christ. He is all powerful. That means, without question, without doubt, without wonder—- No person is too hard, no spirit is too lonely, no heart is too broken, no mind is too distracted, no direction is too lost, no emotion is too intense, no experience is too damaging, no sin is too great, no fall is too hard, no wall is too high, no barrier is too solid, no shackle is too tight, no past is too messy, no wrist is too scarred, no stomach is too empty, no mouth is too dirty, no feet are too tired, no tear is too pained, no struggle is too great, no weight is too heavy, no mistake is too far, and nothing… nothing… nothing… Could make Him love you any less than immaculately, majestically, intensely, perfectly and wholly. Not one label, not one brand, not one mark nor one scar could keep His love from you. “I can’t restore you” is not in His vocabulary. “I will restore you” is His promise. “It’s too hard, too deep, too far to fix” is not in His vocabulary. “My grace is sufficient for You, through my sacrifice you have been made whole” is His promise. “I have had enough, I’m out of here” is not in His vocabulary… “I will never leave you, nor forsake you” is His ultimate promise. My prayer for you is that you will come to know His truth for your life, and become blind to the lies of the world. For you are destined for greatness and breakthrough, thanks to our Almighty, Wonderous, Grave-Conquering King!
I wish I could write
beautiful things
As easy as do re mi
and 1 2 3
But is not that easy
You see
Because beauty comes from whithin
and the sadness I carry
Won’t let me see
How wondeful this life
could be
I wish I could paint the sky blue
With a sun that shines bright
Just like you do
But is not that easy
You see
Because the paint turns dark grey
And the canvas bleeds out in pain
The sadness in the art
Can not be errased
I wish I could play
a beautiful tune
That drowns you in deep sea
Of calmness and truth
But is not that easy
You see
Because i’m already drowning
In a deep sea
Of confusion and steam
A black color
My memories stay
- d.h
@justinbieber: “You’ve been makin music for too long babe come cuddle” -her
WHTA
WHAAAAA ?? ^O^
