christianinspiration01:

Romans 8:28

christianinspiration01:

Romans 8:28

17/9/2014 . 5 notes . Reblog

Vintage and Nature Blog
Vintage and Nature Blog 
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We may be from dust, but we are filled with the breath of God, counted as one of His beloved; That means more than anything you tell yourself, or anyone else tells you.
T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via hey-bails)
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Desperately trying to hold onto life’s magic amidst these 9-5 days.

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You are the moment before the sun sinks into the horizon. The transient light - the glittering hours set against the fading, fading sky.
Lang Leav, excerpt from If My Life Were A Day (via langleav)
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desenharts:

by bluepalette

desenharts:

by bluepalette

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coleyoungblood:

My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.

coleyoungblood:

My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.

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I finally have internet in my sweet little apartment. Now I can get back to wasting all my life on tumblr.

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The stars were my best friends. The air was full of legends and phantoms, full of mythical and fair-tale creatures, which suddenly flew away over the roof, so that one was at one with the firmament.
Marc Chagall (via misswallflower)
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rebecca-dearest:

This warms my heart.

ahhh…I like this… :)

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aubreyrebecca said: I miss you Chelsea Terry. Come back to the PNW. Let's take pretty pictures and go thrifting and go through haunted corn mazes together.

This makes my heart cry. Seattle will be my home again one day, it just has to be the right time :)

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I’ve really, really been on a John Denver kick lately.

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What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
On The Road, Jack Kerouac (via thatkindofwoman)
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