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proverbs31girly · 17 days
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myremnantarmy · 9 months
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FRIENDLY REMINDER TO NEVER EVER GIVE IN TO DESPAIR
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adviceformefromme · 3 months
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To all the girlies doing their affirmations, their prayers, their visualisations and vision boards despite living through hardship, and battling with mental health... I want you to know there is light at the end of the tunnel. Every little positive act of self love is compounding. It might not seem like anything is shifting, it might seem like you're going to be stuck in this hell you're in right now forever, but I promise you, you won't. It just a season. So keep pushing forward, keep listening to those binaural beats on the bus while imaging you're driving your sexy 4x4, keep reminding yourself of how wonderful you are, keep being grateful for anything and everything. Your positive attitude is breaking you free, Rome was not built in a day. You're planting the seeds, you're speaking life into your dreams, your harvest is coming.
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matyas-ss · 1 year
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Midsummer Eve, Edward Robert Hughes (1908). Private collection
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thecatholicblog · 6 months
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What is agape?
Agape a Greek word that means the unconditional love between God and us. God loves you so much and nothing could ever change that. :)
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Daily Scripture Text: "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths." - Proverbs 3:5-6 (King James Version)
Commentary: Proverbs 3:5-6 offers timeless wisdom on the importance of trusting in the Lord wholeheartedly and seeking His guidance in every aspect of our lives. It encourages us to rely on God's wisdom and guidance rather than leaning solely on our own understanding, recognizing that His ways are higher than ours. By acknowledging God in all our ways and submitting to His will, we invite His direction and guidance, leading us along the paths of righteousness and fulfillment.
Questions:
How do you cultivate trust in the Lord in your daily life?
In what areas do you find it challenging to rely on God's wisdom rather than your own understanding?
How can you actively acknowledge God in all your ways and seek His guidance more intentionally?
Prayer: Dear Lord, help us to trust in you with all our hearts and to lean not on our own understanding, as Proverbs 3:5-6 teaches us. Grant us the grace to acknowledge you in all our ways and to submit to your guidance and direction. May we walk in faith, confident that you will lead us on the paths of righteousness and fulfillment. In Jesus' name, amen.
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soonsweetheart · 8 days
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“I never knew you; depart from Me.”
What? He was joking. He had to be.
I wanted to laugh it off. To see him smile like he always did, to feel his warm embrace. But I was terrified.
But there I stood before his throne, my legs giving out and leaving me on my knees before him. I needed to speak, to make sure this was some sort of misunderstanding.
“Father…what’re you saying?” I whispered. My body was trembling, and my heart was pounding. Sure, I’d made mistakes. Plenty of them. But he’d always forgiven me. He’d made it better. He said he loved me.
“Depart.”
I flinched at his command. What had I done? My mind was racing with every regret I’d had, every mistake and bad choice, every sin. I didn’t want to leave him, not ever. I loved him.
“P-Please,” I whimpered. Immediately tears ran down my cheeks. Not at the thought of going to hell, but at the idea of being apart from him for eternity.
But he didn’t look back. I was nothing to him.
I felt a strong pair of arms lift me from the ground and pull me away from him. From his light. From his love.
“Baby?”
The soft voice stirred me out of my nightmare and my eyes slowly opened to meet his. I was speechless, blinking back tears that only pushed through and soaked my cheeks.
“Daddy?” I whimpered.
The dream had felt so real. Too real. I almost didn’t believe this was him. The real him. But the relief was overwhelming.
I crumbled into his arms and broke down. I had really thought it was over, that he’d rejected me, abandoned me forever.
“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
He looked so concerned, and beautiful. He was so beautiful. I just cried into his chest and clung to his waist. He was a lifeline, something I would never let go of.
“I thought you didn’t want me anymore,” I choked out. I could hardly breathe with how panicked I was over the dream, but the instant his arms wrapped around me, I felt safe.
“Didn’t want you anymore?” he repeatedly softly. I just nodded, unable to even lift my head because of how scared I’d been.
“Like in the verse,” I whimpered, pointing at the Bible on my nightstand with a shaky hand, “last night, we read Matthew 7. Depart from me, I never knew you. That’s what you said.” I cried.
His arms tightened around my waist and I could feel his lips plant the softest kiss on my forehead.
“Listen to me, sweet girl”
His hand came to wipe my tears away and lift my chin until our eyes met.
“Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name? And then I will declare unto them, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness.’ That is what we read yes? In Matthew 7?”
“Yes,” I mumbled into his chest. I could feel him trying to calm me down, his fingers moving to gently brush through my hair.
“Yes, that’s right, little one. Not everyone who says to me ‘Lord, Lord, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of my Father. And you have done well, my love.”
“I have?” I whimpered. I knew I should believe him, but I didn’t. I sinned all the time. Every day.
“Yes, you have done well. Sure, you make mistakes, but you try your hardest to follow me and love me with all your heart. You’re such a good girl, and I’m proud of you.”
It didn’t make sense. Part of me still felt like I was dreaming, that this mercy couldn’t be true.
But it was.
My grasp around him only got stronger. “You know I love you, right?” I whispered. It was true, I did love him. More than anything.
“I know, baby. I know.”
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keepinit-g · 11 months
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Just wanted to put together some positive quotes for those who may need to see them🤎🤍.
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leonieanderson · 6 months
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Blessed is the crisis that made you grow, the fall that made you gaze up to Heaven, the problem that made you look for God.
St. Pio of Pietrelcina
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proverbs31girly · 26 days
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myremnantarmy · 8 months
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proverbs31girly · 1 month
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proverbs31girly · 1 month
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Send this to your non-blood family 💘
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myremnantarmy · 6 months
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"During the 70s, some priests were becoming rather casual with the liturgy. One afternoon, a priest came into the soup kitchen that Dorothy Day was working at. He wanted to offer a liturgy for the homeless. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a mug to use for the chalice.
Dorothy, although frustrated at the irreverent use of houseware for the liturgy, prayed throughout the mass with the priest. After the liturgy ended, she quietly got up and started to cleanse the vessels. Then, she walked outside with the mug and a shovel.
A man followed her and asked her what she was doing. It is said she kissed the mug and then buried it. She told him that it was no longer a mug, but a chalice. It was no longer suited for coffee- it had held the Blood of Christ. She didn’t want anyone to mistake it for a mug again. Once something holds the Body of Christ, it is no longer what it was. When the mug held the Blood of Christ, it changed its vocation forever. It could no longer hold anything less than Christ again.
We were common mugs. Simple, functional, practical, and good people. We had a capacity to hold good things. But when Christ entered our lives, we became more. We became Chalices. We started to hold divinity Himself within our hearts. Now that we have held the Body of Christ within our bodies, we are no longer common, but rather extraordinary.
May you know the transformation God has placed in your heart. May you trust that you are truly made new and be extraordinary today."
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proverbs31girly · 1 month
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if I don’t give up, I will reap the benefits of good fruit 🐇🎀
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