just a random goth

Me when I catch myself thinking "I wonder what it's like to be chosen by somebody" but then I remember my best friend chooses to be my best friend and my mutuals choose to follow me and the minimum wage employee chooses to give me sincere kindness that I remember years later because I was going through a hard time and it meant a lot

“If there is anywhere on earth a lover of God who is protected from life's difficulties, I know nothing of it, for it was not shown to me. But this was shown: that in falling and rising again, we are always embraced in God's precious love.”

can you imagine the spark of hope? it's all quiet. the saviour has died. all hope should've died with him. but those words he spoke, they ring in your ear on holy saturday. the son of man will rise on the third day.

There is no dichotomy between man and God's image. Whoever tortures a human being, whoever abuses a human being, whoever outrages a human being, abuses God's image.