You know those times at night when half of you wants to go to sleep, because it’s late and you’re a little tired and there is nothing for you to stay up for anyway, then there is that other part of you that doesn’t want to go to sleep at all. Part of you just wants to go into the kitchen, get a snack, sit on the floor with a laptop and watch stuff online, scroll through tumblr, and talk until you can’t keep your eyes open any longer? 

It almost feels like, yeah it’s late and I have no reason to stay up any later, but let’s put everything on hold for tonight and just stay up and just be awake for a little while. Maybe something will happen, probably not. But there is some strange sense of satisfaction in staying up. 

Anonymous asked: I have the hugest crush on you and I know you have a girlfriend but I don't care because nothing will stand in our way and I will kill her so hard that she dies to death so that we can be together!!!1

Whoa whoa whoa! I can already see a few things that might stand in the way… Stay away scary lady!

Thank You, God.

Thank You God for my life today
thank You for Casey, who is far away.
Thanks for my bed, where I lay down to sleep
and thank You for everything that I get to keep.

Thank You for taking the time for me
I know that You’re busy and have others to see
I know You’re needed much more far away
Yet in Your love You decided that right here you will stay

So thank You God, for all the gifts you’ve provided
they could have been anyone’s, but they’re mine, You decided.
Your mercy and graces have shown me Your love
and the glory and majesty of Your home up above

I know that You didn’t have to give us a thing
but You decided instead to deliver us a King.
You decided that each of us deserved a good home
So You stepped down from Your eternal throne

You stepped down from above and You stripped down for us
and for all of our Sins You walked to the cross
You walked there and died so that we may live
We, who take, and have nothing to give.

When I open up with gratitude and love
I can see all the traces You’ve left from above.
So thank You God, for all that I have 
You know, this life here, it isn’t so bad.

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I’m reposting this poem I wrote one day about 3 months ago because I entered it into the World Poetry Movement’s International Open Poetry Contest. I just got word back today telling me that I made it into the semi-finals and I could get it published in one of their poetry collections! 

readingtheword:

The Father is the one who speaks the Word
The Holy Spirit is the breath that carries the Word
The Son is the Word, spoken by the Father