#ray

I found myself praying: "May I love and accept myself just as I am. ↗

— Tara Brach

#self-acceptance #life

In anguish and desperation, I reached out as I had many times before to the presence I call the Beloved. This unconditionally loving and wakeful awareness had always been a refuge for me. ↗

— Tara Brach

#life

...Jesus opens his arms to his needy children and says, "Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest"(Matthew 11:28, NASB). The criteria for coming to Jesus is weariness. Come overwhelmed with life. Come with you wandering mind. Come messy. ↗

— Paul E. Miller

#life

We don't know how bad we are until we try to be good. Nothing exposes our selfishness and spiritual pwerlessness like prayer. ↗

— Paul E. Miller

#life

The knowledge of our union with Christ...gives us confidence in prayer. It was when Jesus had begun to expound the closeness of this union that he also began to introduce the disciples to the true heart of prayer. If Christ abides in us and we abide in him, as his word dwells in us, and we pray in his name, that God hears us (Jn 15:4-7). But all of these expressions are simply extensions of the one fundamental idea: If I am united to Christ, then all that is his is mine. So long as my heart, will and mind are one with Christ's in his word, I can approach God with the humble confidence that my prayers will be heard and answered. ↗

— Sinclair B. Ferguson

#union-with-christ #life

I gave you all the happiness of my life,where are you ? You took my joy away from me,where are you ? give it back,i have life too. ↗

— Chandran Nair

#life

The rat, huddled in the hollow of her palms, squeaked glumly. Delighted, she hugged him to her chest. "Oh poor baby," she crooned, almost as if he really were a pet. "Poor Simon, it'll be fine, I promise-" "I wouldn't feel too sorry for him," Jace said. "That's probably the closest he's ever gotten to second base." "Shut up!" Clary glared at Jace furiously, but she did loosen her grip on the rat. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#innuendo #jace-wayland #love-triangle #simon-lewis #love

I love you Clary. More then I ever-- God. More than i probably should. You know that, don't you? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #love

She leaned forward and caught at his hand, pressing it between her own. The touch was like white fire through his veins. He could not feel her skin only the cloth of her gloves, and yet it did not matter. You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#fire #love #tessa-gray #will-herondale #love

But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #lost #love #love