Trend Me Not

These were made for a summertime jaunt to the seaside.

via sarah-loo

how merciful the cross,

how powerful the blood, 

how beautiful Your arms opened for us,

no greater love, God’s only son,

Jesus.

no other name, mighty to save,

Jesus.

by your wounds we are healed,

you have conquered the grave,

in Your rising we will rise,

to carry Your name,

above every name.

Maira Kalman

a few of my beloved SWOGs and i skyping with leslie last night.

having a hard time believing it has been nearly four years since we finished our senior year and began to pack our things for college. i think it is safe to say that despite our deep love for one another, we each planned to go our separate ways in pursuit of our own unique things. and perhaps we’d meet up on occasion over holidays, but i don’t think any of us imagined our friendships continuing so deeply. i look back over the past four years of college and am overwhelmed by just how big of a role you four (and the rest of you SWOGs out there!) have played in the process of becoming the “me” i am now. feeling blessed that a few weeks before we graduate college, i can honestly say that you girls remain some of my dearest friends in the world. 

betterstory: