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you can caLL me Xera. 20. and I AM:
WAITING for and BECOMING GOD's BEST for the RIGHT person; Dead and ALive accd'ng to Romans 6:11.
i blog about my life and what-nots,
as God's grace sustains me.

more than enough for me:
music, dancing, arts
cats, feLines, wiLd animaLs
blue(color)
anime, cospLay, games
books, reading
sketching/drawing
Disney
i'm a certified Potterhead.

I AM GOD's DAUGHTER.
a GOD GIRL.
AND PROUD.

p.s.
God loves you. whoever you may be and whatever you may have done. :)

langleav:

Wrote this today, hope you like it! ♥ Also, please remember to pre-order a copy of my new book Lullabies, availableat all major bookstores. To get a special discount now, purchase online at Amazon, BN.com and The Book Depository. So much love to you all!xo Lang

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Beware of any work for God that causes or allows you to avoid concentrating on Him. A great number of Christian workers worship their work. The only concern of Christian workers should be their concentration on God. This will mean that all the other boundaries of life, whether they are mental, moral, or spiritual limits, are completely free with the freedom God gives His child; that is, a worshiping child, not a wayward one. A worker who lacks this serious controlling emphasis of concentration on God is apt to become overly burdened by his work. He is a slave to his own limits, having no freedom of his body, mind, or spirit. Consequently, he becomes burned out and defeated. There is no freedom and no delight in life at all. His nerves, mind, and heart are so overwhelmed that God’s blessing cannot rest on him.
— Oswald Chambers (via set-apartgirl)
I just want somebody who will never stop choosing me.

A.G. 

Everything you love is here

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"Teleporter?"

"No, he’s just fast."

hnnnggghhhh :3 Quicksilver is <3

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awwww-cute:

A tiny kitten in deep thought

awwww-cute:

A tiny kitten in deep thought

sweethoneytothesoul:

Plan a morning date. Wake up to the sun, go on a walk with God &amp; see what majestic places He wants to show you. He is your prince after all, let Him treat you like a princess.

sweethoneytothesoul:

Plan a morning date. Wake up to the sun, go on a walk with God & see what majestic places He wants to show you. He is your prince after all, let Him treat you like a princess.

of awakened affections and abundance...

just another blog update from Wordpress after quite some time :3

Some things are sent to test us. Clearly you must be good at problem solving if you are being set tough exams.
Jan Hellriegel Aka Geraldine Power  (via lovequotesrus)
the song of my heart&#8230;taken from the Song of Songs.

the song of my heart…taken from the Song of Songs.

Once more, we are embarrassed by the intolerable compliment, by too much love, not too little.
— C.S. Lewis
You had me in checkmate from the start.
— Meruem
The Wait by Russel Kelfer

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cred; Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied. I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate…and the Master so gently said, “Wait.”

“Wait? You say wait?” my indignant reply. “Lord, I need answers, I need to know why! Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard? By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming Your word.

My future and all to which I relate hangs in the balance and You tell me to “Wait?” I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign. Or even a ‘no’, to which I’ll resign.

You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe, We need but to ask, and we shall receive. Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry: I’m weary of asking! I need a reply.

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate as my Master replied again, “Wait.” So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut, and grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…for what?”

He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine…and He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign. I could shake the heavens and darken the sun. I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.

I could give all you seek and pleased you would be. You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me. You’d not know the depth of My love for each saint. You’d not know the Power that I give to the faint.

You’d not learn to see through the clouds of despair; you’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there. You’d not know the joy of resting in Me when darkness and silence are all you can see.

You’d never experience the fullness of love when the peace of My spirit descends like a dove. You would know that I give, and I save, for a start, but you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.

The glow of My comfort late into the night, the faith that I give when you walk without sight. The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask from an infinite God who makes what you have last.

You’d never know should your pain quickly flee, what it means that My grace is sufficient for thee. Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true, but oh, the loss if I lost what I’m doing in you.

So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see that the greatest of gifts is to truly know Me. And though oft My answers seem terribly late, My most precious answer of all is still ‘WAIT’.”

Don’t worry about having the right words; worry more about having the right heart. It’s not eloquence he seeks, just honesty.
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