How To Love

If you love a flower, don’t pick it up. Because when you pick it up, it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.

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Appreciate the people God has gifted to you. He’ll need them back some day.

The longer we wait for something, the more we appreciate it when it arrives.

A Letter to my Family

So I just thought I should tell you all how grateful I am for each of you. You guys are truly my angels on Earth. Together, and in your own unique ways, you guys have lifted me up and carried me during a storm through which I otherwise would not have been able to walk. I’m confident God placed me in your hands knowing that you were each uniquely capable of holding me just how I needed to be held, when the time came to do so. I only hope I can be there for you in the way that you all have been there for me…

Life’s Little Ironies

It takes…

Sadness to appreciate happiness

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Absence to appreciate presence 

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Darkness to appreciate light

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And Noise to appreciate silence.

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 “Hold everything in your hands lightly, otherwise it hurts when God pries your fingers open.”

Corrie ten Boom

The Best Things: Head vs. Heart

The best things, they cant be captured. To try is fleeting. They flutter around like butterflies, here one minute gone the next. An ever elusive bunch of things. And when we grasp for them, we miss.

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Still, the brain struggles to catch moments, to hold them like hostages in memory and describe them later with words.

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But this is what we have hearts for. Our hearts get it. Our hearts know that the best things, can’t be described with mere words. They must be felt. Our hearts know that these things weren’t meant to be captured or even understood, only appreciated.