Oh my, this is so beautifully perfect.
I am broken. Everyday is a new battle, but I am understanding that the war is already won. It was won by a man willing to give up everything for my wretched self. As broken as I stand He is whole. As hard as the battle seems He is victorious. I am trusting that beauty will come. And He will be glorified through the messiness of my life.
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander. And my faith will be made stronger in the presence of my Savior
i was looking at 50’s slang and apparently cute boys used to be called “flutter bums” and i think that needs to be a thing again
God shall by my hope,
My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
So is it too much to ask for a slightly attractive male who loves Jesus with all of his heart and is sweet to take me out on a date?