The Diary Of Jane

Ask me anything  

I use to ask God" why was I created"... now I'm hoping whatever it is, it is worth living for.

-20 & from California-


"I’m not alive to have a girlfriend. I’m not alive to get married. I’m not alive to have children. I’m not alive to feel comfortable. I’m not alive to fulfill the American Dream. I’m not alive to have a better job, a bigger house, a better car. I’m not alive for people to serve me and make my day. I’m not alive to have a good day. I’m not alive to do things for God. I’m not alive to change myself and fix myself. I’m not alive to make every wrong, right again. God has shown me that there is only one reason why I am alive: to know Him and to love because He made me love and everything flows out of who He created me to be."
— 9 hours ago with 154 notes
"Christianity is not about failing, it’s about growing. We’re living by faith in the grace of God, not in ourselves, as if our works qualify us. It’s not about how much we have failed, it’s about being transformed by the revealing of the Father’s heart in Christ, and getting alone with God and allowing our faith in the truth and grace of God to make what He’s shown us our reality."
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"Oddly enough, it’s the storms that whisper His name, the storms that make His presence most known. So prepare yourself when the seas of life begin to grow restless, because you might be getting ready to encounter God; what a heartbreakingly beautiful thing it is to behold."

T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)

wow.

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— 9 hours ago with 424 notes
"I am not what happened to me. I am who I choose to become."
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"How are you?
No,
don’t tell me that you’re doing good
or that you are fine,
you and I both know that you are so far from both of those things,
tell me,
when was the last time you thought about death?
When was the last time you cried and what finally made the tears fall after all that time?
what is your story of loss?
What words break you?
What words put you back together?
When was the first time you understood the depth of the word “goodbye?”
When was the first time the only thing you could do was lay on the floor and cry because nothing else in the world made sense but brokenness?
When was the last time you really and truly laughed?
Can you remember that far back?
What was on your mind when you got those scars on your leg?
What lies have you believed lately?
When was the first time you understood what “I love you” meant?
Who made you so broken?
Have you even tried to put yourself back together?
Tell me,
tell me,
do you love yourself?
how much of your skin can you find constellations in?
have you ever tried to understand your eyes?
have you pressed your fingertips to your own lips hoping nothing else mattered in the world if your lips were your own?
have you ever made yourself believe the lie that you aren’t worth it?
why?
how is the weather in your heart?
is it a hurricane or a tsunami?
is there fog surrounding your soul?
have you ever loved another more than you loved to breathe?
when was the last time you really and truly believed that your life was worth living?"
I’ve never really been good at small talk (via mwanzotena)

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"It is prideful to think you don’t need God. It is also prideful to think your current state is so hopeless that He wouldn’t dare extend himself “that far.” God beckons you, present tense, to come as you are, because you are neither beyond reach nor need."
LB, To Taste & See (via yesdarlingido)

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— 9 hours ago with 311 notes
"Self-love happens when you find yourself in His love."
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"For real business at the mercy seat give me a homemade prayer, a prayer that comes out of the depths of your heart, not because you invented it, but because the Holy Spirit put it there. Though your words are broken and your sentences disconnected, God will hear you. Perhaps you can pray better without words than with them. There are prayers that break the backs of words; they are too heavy for any human language to carry."
Charles Spurgeon (via godmoves)

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— 12 hours ago with 209 notes
"Nostalgia is a dirty liar that insists things were better than they seemed."
Michelle K., I Can’t Stop Questioning It.  (via aureat)

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"She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch, she’d rush away again."
Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark  (via le-minte)

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— 13 hours ago with 42658 notes
"What’s perfect in memory is often painful in the moment. What’s perfect in the moment is often painful in memory."
J.S. (via jspark3000)
— 13 hours ago with 236 notes
"All of a sudden, I was wrapped in your arms instead of your thoughts. You have no idea how wonderful it is to finally be home."
"Finally" by (FL)

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— 15 hours ago with 465 notes