worth fighting for

Some days you're fine. and other days you're not...and that pain starts to creep into the dark spaces of your heart - the places that maybe you've forgotten about, or have just ignored.  And you start to feel. 

But you want to heal, completely. and you want to let go, and move on.  cause you know - deep, deep in your soul - that there are far better things ahead than what we leave behind.  

So you look for something to try and give you comfort - to help you remember.  and you run across beautiful words like Scott's. and you find hope.  and you find strength to keep going forward. 

to keep fighting.  Cause you know that anything worth having in this life doesn't come easy.  And you know that a butterfly only gets his wings through the struggle of breaking through the cocoon.  And that truly, the darkest hour is just before the dawn.  

So you hold on, because you know that the promise of the rising sun is on its way. 

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For the mountains may depart and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you, and My covenant of peace shall not be removed,” 

says the Lord, who has compassion on you.                    -Isaiah 54:10

hope in the midst of hurt...

// Even in the midst of pain and confusion...He is still good, and we are still loved. // 

"Our notions about happiness entrap us....

We forget that they are just ideas. Our idea of happiness can prevent us from actually being happy. We fail to see the opportunity for joy that is right in front of us when we are caught in a belief that happiness should take a particular form."

 Thich Nhant Hahn

words to remember...

I have been having a lot of fun making these typography / quote / picture things....  I love them because I set them as the lock-screen on my phone, and then every time I turn on my phone I see the truths that my soul needs to remember and grasp hold of....

xx,
bailey =)

this.

I just can't get enough of this promise lately…

*** just look up

we are both under the same starry sky. and we are both held in the hands of the One who breathed the stars into being.  the One who writes our stories.  who knows our hurts.  who catches every tear we cry.  and who promises that all things will be beautiful in their time.  and Who promises that He will be with us every step of the way. 

look up. 

the way of the Lord is good...

"He knew her lack. He knew her vulnerability. He knew the ways Ruth had been hurt and the things she’d lost. And He provided her just what she needed at just the time she needed it. It may not have been the life she would have chosen, if she had her way. But it was the way of the Lord, and the way of the Lord is good..."

{to read the rest of the post click here ) 

like the stars

// friends are like the stars, you can't always see them but you know that they're there // 

leave it all behind, and come to the Well...

Leave it all behind, Leave it all behind, 

Leave it all behind, Leave it all behind,

I have what you need, But you keep on searchin, 

I've done all the work, But you keep on workin, 

When you're runnin on empty, And you can't find the remedy, 

Just come to the Well.

You can spend your whole life, Chasin what's missing, 

But that empty inside, It just ain't gonna listen.

When nothing can satisfy,And the world leaves you high and dry, 

Just come to the Well

And all who thirst will thirst no more, 

And all who search will find what their souls long for, 

The world will try, but it can never fill, 

So leave it all behind, and come to the Well

So bring me your heartNo matter how broken, 

Just come as you are, When your last prayer is spoken, 

Just rest in my arms a while, You'll feel the change my child, 

When you come to the Well

thankfulness through my lens || april 24

... the sound of rain ...

"You can't have a rainbow without a little rain…" {unknown} 

thankfulness through my lens || march 22

\\ the promise of spring \\ 

It has been winter for so long - not just outside, but in my soul.  However…yesterday,  I sensed the smallest seed of spring sprout in my soul…

I was reminded that after every winter comes the promise of spring. 

Spring.  

The season when all that was dead comes to life.  The season when all that was gray becomes vibrant and full of color.  And the season in which hope is renewed.

In this life I will experience pain, and betrayal, and loss and confusion and grief… Yet, I can make it through with joy because of Jesus.  because He promises to be with me every step of the way.  

He promises to comfort me.  and He is there - catching every tear that I cry.

I can make it through because He promises to meet me in my brokenness and heal my hurting heart. 

He promises that He makes all things beautiful in His time…

He promises that His mercies will be there, waiting for me, every morning. 

He promises that His plans are better than mine - even when it seems that His plans are horrible at the moment. 

He promises that I can live an abundant life - with purpose. 

He promises that He can and will redeem the years that the locusts have eaten.  

He promises to take that which the enemy intended for evil and turn it into something good. 

And He promises that one day He will bring me to a place where there is no death, no pain, and no tears.  Just joy.  Perfect, unhindered, everlasting joy.  Forever. 

Spring is on it's way. 

(I already linked it, but go read the post that inspired me to write this. click >here<)