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I learnt that my idea of marriage is more about companionship than of connection. I think both is important. But life revolves so much about the mundane that enjoying meals, dancing in the kitchen, having pillow fights about popcorn and musing about sunsets and poetry sometimes just seems deep to me as well in the way it connects people’s hearts. I think I need someone who is kind and warm-hearted, who is gentle and patient. Someone who has a heart that’s both soft enough to care and strong enough to endure. It‘s so important to have fun and be silly around each other. It makes one so at ease, enables one to open up and be vulnerable, it is the little things that ties people to each other. It‘s the inside jokes and the laughter, the shared conversations, the long-night walks and the stars. You can have romance and deep talks without being at ease, you can be loved and yet feel so pressured that you can‘t be yourself. As soon as love feels forced and expectations move in, we begin to settle for rigidity and lawfulness instead of love and gentleness. We need to give the other space to breathe, acceptance, space to grow, be both their absolute weirdest and craziest version and yet their deepest and most beautiful self.
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I‘m a venomous flower but God has decided to die of the toxic and let me bloom...
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The thought of submission in marriage has often made me angry but I think it must have been something God demanded because he knew women, because he knew that we keep our hearts to ourselves, that we hide and try to be as independent as possible in order not to get hurt. So submission ultimately is letting go into trustful surrender. It’s fully opening up and allowing yourself to be loved. It’s committing to someone fully, supporting, growing with each other and through each other, grace, forgiveness and patience.
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And i‘m starting to think that love is when you grow closer together. Maybe that’s why people split up as well, they grow used to each other’s presence but their eyes get used to the sight of the beautiful soul next to them, we lose ourselves in syntax and forget that we‘re all metaphor...
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Love is precarious because it implies choosing a person over and over again - by both parties.
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How much is compatibility, and how much do you have to work on establishing compatibility?
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I’ve come to believe it takes so much strength to be a wife, it means having a shoulder to lean on but carrying the weight of the world on your own.
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Love, most of all takes faith that a relationship could work. Then it takes effort & commitment.
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I’m afraid of committing to someone, of a lifelong relationship; for it seems, in all its beauty, like a prison as well. (...)
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life is just a love story between you and God
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Ultimately, purity is not about what we do with our bodies, but how we direct our hearts ~
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Today I asked my body what she needed,
Which is a big deal
Considering my journey of
Not really asking that much.
I thought she needed more water
Or protein
Or greens
Or yoga
Or supplements
Or movement
But as I stood in the shower
Reflecting on her stretch marks,
Her roundness where I would like flatness,
Her softness where I would like firmness,
All those conditioned wishes
That form a bundle of
Never-Quite-Right-Ness
She whispered very gently:
could you love me like that?
source: Hollie Holden
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fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12:2 NIV
https://hebrews.bible/hebrews-12-2
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“To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear. But to be fully known and truly loved is, well, a lot like being loved by God. It is what we need more than anything. It liberates us from pretense, humbles us out of our self-righteousness, and fortifies us for any difficulty life can throw at us.”
— Tim Keller (via king-atlas)
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Why mirrors should serve and not master
Mirrors twist the picture of the mirrored into a head it seeks to reflect
Far too pale does it seem in its shallow substance
This body carrying heartbeats invisible to the eye
Feelings and emotions deeper than the glasses’ knowledge of skin
A vulnerability that’s more than a rushed blink of the eye
A perfection dressed for its addressee, not the aura reflected
A mirror does not promise to propagate truth -
A tool, I dare say, a useful one .... to picture but not depict ... to render illusion but not reality .... to smile back at you when you smile at it... to quietly witness and never reply...
A tool I dare say, a useful one... remain always its master ...and do be careful not to be deceived, as each light and each shape of mirror will carry the connotion of you, a part of your parts, disguising more than it reveals -
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And then there’s more than lines because hardly anything is explicable at all -
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