aistoqe

Can you imagine God creating Golgatha? Can you imagine Him forming the hill where His beloved Son would be tortured and killed? His hand sweeping the dust to form solid ground. The rocks settling, the grass growing in patches here and there. Can you imagine His anguish at seeing His beautiful creation being used to destroy His own Son? The pain He must have felt as the cross stabbed the earth? When Mary fell to her knees in the dirt, did He shudder? Did He weep not just for His Son, but the hill He brought into existence? Can you imagine the despair and pain? Can you imagine?

cherishing the things that bring you peace is so important. doodling ugly creatures. listening to brown noise. rereading the same books. rediscovering hymns and religious texts from your childhood. doing your makeup just to erase it. not everything has to have a deeper meaning or purpose, and not everything you do has to be for a more complex reason than how it makes you feel in the moment.