Then why is it that sometimes, I still feel as though God isn't enough to fill that sense of absence? How could I even begin to think or feel this? What's wrong with me now.

I know that Satan is lying to me.

You will always, always be more than enough.

There is a love that I know ( Read more... )

I really, really, really want a piano (even a digital or keyboard) in my house so I can practise.. my non-existent piano skills/knowledge. Listening to Leona Lewis gives me impsulsive desires such as this ( Read more... )

A well-asked question to be searching my heart for. I'm glad this is what camp will be focusing about this year, yet I should figure that out for myself way before then ( Read more... )

And sometimes, we feel that God has forgotten the little, tiny beings of us. We're just a speck in this huge world. Miniscule ants have God's eyes upon them; what's more about us? (I'm tired of the bird example. Hmm.)

Passion and Purity
Elisabeth Elliot
Not a star, not a planet, not a meteorite or a quasar, no, not even a black hole or a black ( Read more... )