June 2011
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The Bride →
A young woman who I met earlier in the week came to Resting Place last night, and after her boyfriend had shared a very convicting, very moving prophetic message about resting in the Lord and letting Him battle for us (I may do a post on that very soon) she shared a dream the Lord had given her recently. I will do my best to paraphrase it. I had a dream where i was in a church full of happily...
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“I use Facebook every single day. Because of its disgust and distaste for borders...”
– Jason Scott outlines the reasons why culture archivists should hate Facebook.
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sinus infection, ear infection, pink eye
woo-hoo
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I know.
I know that I was created to love and be loved by God because when I don’t abide in His presence I feel withered, my darkness overcomes me, and my heart is heavy. And yet the minute I lock eyes with the Lord, my soul is flooded with light. All I want to do is laugh, cry and sing. He sets me free, with just one glance of His face. I was made for Love.
This is an underwater river in Mexico.
tumblrisforlulz:
The river is made of hydrogen sulfide. As hydrogen sulfide is much denser than water, it stays at the bottom and creates its own river. However, hydrogen sulfide is classified as a level 4 in the MSDS, and is very dangerous. Definitely not something you want to go take a dip in.
Spongebob makes so much more sense now.
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everything I've ever wanted to say, but didn't...
Love Letter to a Friend by Chelsea Fagan
“Hey, You.
I was sitting in a cafe today and was about to order a coffee, and I saw these two girls a few tables over, laughing and smiling and touching each other’s shoulders when they said something particularly witty. I thought of you, and I ordered a tea instead.
Isn’t that the definition of our friendship, that I like coffee and you like...
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