Time for solitude. God, I ask you to remake my heart. Fill it with what You love. Remove from it what You don’t. And mend what I’ve broken.

Yes, the heart breaks. But, it also heals.

This world isn't perfect. That means it isn't perfectly good; but it isn't perfectly bad, either. The ease comes with the hardship. Shift the focus of what you see, and your experience of this life will change.

If there is one recipe for unhappiness it is that: expectations.

There's a time for words and a time for silence. If you're listening, you'll hear the difference.

You cried when He took away your drop of water, not knowing He'd saved for you, the sea.

Be grateful for every single person who was part of your story.The ones that hurt you. The ones that helped you. Because they all taught you.