where is my well









where i find myself. and i hope where i am, is where God is.


reluctance

the lover is the one who waits. what about the one who suffers in silence? isn’t suffering a form of love, no matter how unwanted these feelings are?


summer: hills of provence. fields of tuscany.


no.3 (at Fattoria Pieve A Salti)



by mr lowry

Market Scene, Northern Town


Well Plato’s cave is full of freaks
Demanding refunds for the things they’ve seen
I wish they could believe
In all the things that never made the screen.

Just slow down everyone
You’re moving too fast
Frames can’t catch you
When you’re moving like that.


stuck in a moment i can’t get out of



spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
let me walk upon the waters
wherever you will call me

take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
and my faith will be made stronger
in the presence of my saviour


hanging on



nature & vintage blog



Salvation

The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

Galatians 2:20