Our stories may be different, but our pain is the same. The pain we share has caused our journeys to meet at a crossroad. You have felt this pain on your journey so I need you to help me with the pain I am facing now on my journey. Thank you my sister for meeting me here. Your presence it lets me know my tears won’t be in vain, it lets me know that my best days are still ahead, it lets me know quitting is not an option, it lets me know I will smile again, it lets me know that you are praying for me, and it lets me know that I have you to lean on. Many will say our bond is an illusion and not real, but they won’t understand what it’s like to have a sister that covers you in love when all you feel is pain. They won’t understand that it takes a woman to carry her sister on her back because she has lost the strength to stand on her own. They won’t understand that only a sister can feel the pain that you can only express through your tears. Thank you for meeting me here. Thank you for keeping me.
#IAmMySistersKeeper #WomenSupportWomen #INeedYou #YouNeedMe #Sisterhood #Crossroads #Life #CorettaScottKing #JackieO
Proverbs 31 woman is a blessing. Proverbs 5 woman is a curse.
Do not dress as Proverbs 31 woman and underneath lies a Proverbs 5 woman.
Do not let this world fool you into thinking that a Proverbs 5 woman is what you should strive to be which causes you to kill the Proverbs 31 woman in you.
#ProverbsWomen #WhichAreYou #AFoolDespisesWisdomAndCorrection #AdjustAccordingly
You can find me going through something at any given time in my life, but even when I’m going through you you will always find me in His presence. #HappySunday #FaithToFaith #GloryToGlory #TrustingGod #HeLovesMe
We are downsizing His sovereignty to those people and not these. Then we’re no longer talking about God. We’re just exposing our laziness.
You know what I mean. I see a person on their first lap of faith and I make assumptions; I see 0.5 percent of a person’s life and somehow predict their future; I see half a story and presume the whole story. But this is a sort of evil that holds back potential, that undermines growth, that destroys a child’s dreams. It’s an ugliness that I’ve experienced from others, who wouldn’t give me a shot, who wouldn’t see past their negative filters and accusations and condemnations, who saw me as a deadbeat nobody with no hope of a turnaround.
But occasionally, love would cut in and open a door. It grew my heart. It embraced me in.
Love sees a greatness in someone who cannot see it in themselves.
Love keeps no record of wrongs. It hopes in all things, it does not rejoice in evil. It perseveres.
|—||J.S. (via jspark3000)|
|—||Dan Mohler (via sonofhislove)|