the weird thing about reading so much as a child and gaining a huge vocabulary from that is i can't define a lot of the words i use, i just know that they would fit correctly in a specific sentence. does anyone else experience that?
God is intentional. Nothing about this season has been random. Not the delays, not the waiting, not even the detours. One day it’s all going to make sense in the most beautiful way.
i want to be good. and do good. and be nice to people. and make people happy. and have good and healthy relationships with people. i want to learn to forgive and i want to understand other people. i want to be loved and adored and i want to love and adore