All I need is You

Aurora,22 , Christian! LOVED! music lover, dreamer, romantic.
If you want someone to talk or listen, well, You can count on me :)

How sweet the joy this sentence gives: I know that my Redeemer lives.

—Thomas S. Monson (via brontebay)

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Pray in sorrow, pray in anger, pray in joy; pray, pray, pray.

Pray until Heaven responds, and the Earth is restored to holiness; Pray until Christ wipes away our tears, and puts to death sin once and for all.

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

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in-him-i-endure:

|| redemptive love ||

'The Lord your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God.' (Deut 4:24)

"The fire of Yahweh as a jealous God is the fire of an exclusive commitment to His people that demands an exclusive commitment in return. It is the fire of redemptive love that has brought them out if the fires of bondage and will therefore tolerate no rival." ~ C. Wright

Instagram: @inhimiendure. 

#foreverinaweofmycreator

in-him-i-endure:

|| redemptive love ||

'The Lord your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God.' (Deut 4:24)

"The fire of Yahweh as a jealous God is the fire of an exclusive commitment to His people that demands an exclusive commitment in return. It is the fire of redemptive love that has brought them out if the fires of bondage and will therefore tolerate no rival." ~ C. Wright

Instagram: @inhimiendure.

#foreverinaweofmycreator

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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

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What it would look like if the Orion Nebula was a distance of 4 light years away.

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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

spaceexp:

What it would look like if the Orion Nebula was a distance of 4 light years away.

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(via crisheart)

It’s funny, I thought, if you could hear me, I could hang on, somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up, you’ll have a mum and dad, and you won’t even remember me. Well, you’ll remember me a little. I’ll be a story in your head. But that’s ok, we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know, it was the best. A daft old man, who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you I stole it? Well, I borrowed it; I was always going to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time, brand-new and ancient, and the bluest blue, ever. And the times we had, eh? Would’ve had. Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond… and the days that never came.

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