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Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too pleased with ourselves,
When our dreams have come true
Because we dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.

Disturb us, Lord, when
with the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the waters of life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.

Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wilder seas
Where storms will show Your mastery;
Where losing sight of land,
We shall find the stars.

We ask you to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push back the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love.

Attributed to Francis Drake, 1577 (via transformingnations)

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your heart

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

~e. e. cummings

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Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying ‘yes’ begins things. Saying ‘yes’ is how things grow. Saying ‘yes’ leads to knowledge. ‘Yes’ is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say ‘yes’.

Stephen T. Colbert (via occasionalramblr)

beautiful

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We may think we are sacrificing our will and pride to our detriment, but our pride only results in separation and strife from others. Whereas, when we work tighter and together, we bring and build community and relationships.

p. paul

Hey girl, it's Tiantian! I saw something you posted on Facebook. I hope you don't mind if I follow you c:

of course not!! its really good to hear from you again!!

keep reading if you would like a long but short blurb of how I am currently doing.
I’m procrastinating (as always). Slightly stressed - I have a ton of work to do, but I’m choosing to not think about it.
School will end in two weeks. This year was very good. I like how it’s ending.
Yesterday was a neat day. My counselor and I talked about my dad, about how my family might not ever be the way I dream of it being, how I can still love him, forgive him over and over again, but everything might not turn out the way I want it to. I had a dream about him yesterday. He was an old, lecherous man who thought I was accusing him of being a sorry life. It made my heart very sad.
I have a suspicious thought that my dreams are closely linked with my heart. And it makes me sad. I want to keep living in my dreams. I feel safer there, more free to be adventurous and take risks.
More room to dream. Reality is unabashedly complex, and how it hurts me so. I would like to escape from the reality of my second-guessing, ever-questioning, over-analyzing thoughts. I would like to step away from this heart that grieves over and over again at the sight of humanity. I would like to cease any active effort that relies upon myself and think like God thinks, love like He does, move upon His strength.
I want to stop all time and space. Take a breath. Walk around, examining and analyzing and synthesizing all components of reality around me. I do not wish to continue until I have figured it all out. But time keeps moving forward and I have no choice but to follow because I’m confined to a three-dimensional realm.
What does it mean to live an abundant life? To live like Christ is alive? I’ve voiced that I live as if I were in survival mode, frantically trying to keep afloat. Where is my Christ? Where is His heartbeat? I want to find Him in the midst of my wanderings. Have I become like Hosea’s wife? or like Ezekiel’s Israel? or like the disciples caught up in the storm? or the bleeding woman? Mary with the alabaster jar? Gideon asking for a miracle? Or all of them at the same time?
I’ve become broken and I would like for God to pick up the pieces now, for I’m quite tired of picking them up myself. Flesh, it is time I deny you.

1786

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Let me respectfully remind you,
life and death
are of supreme importance.
Time swiftly passes by
and opportunity is lost.
Each of us should strive to
awaken.
Awaken!
Take heed:
Do Not Squander Your Life.

The Evening Gatha (via tylerknott)

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