“And Yet, You Kept Going.”

“After all this time?”

“Always.”

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Many of us are looking for more ways to enjoy our time at home in these stressful circumstances. Some of us have turned to books. But how can we make sure we get the most out of them?

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The ocean is the peace I crave.💙 This has always been my home, where my mind is at ease and my heart is happy and calm.

This.

I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.

My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.

But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.

I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire

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Long nights.Coffee stained books. Dark circles. Half full cups scattered around a dimly lit room. Heavy rain hitting off a window. Water filling the gutters. Tchaikovsky playing quietly on a record player. A neighboring houses window open wide enough to hear the soft violin chords. Shy smiles at books. Half closed eyes. Soft hums

Two of my most favourite things in this world —-

sunset and YOU.

Dear Friends, ‘It wasn’t the nails that held Jesus to the Cross – it was love’.

— Rev. David Williams

This is the purest kind of love that has ever existed in this world.

May we find it in our hearts to love the way Christ loves — to die for the sinners and the wretched.

“Twilight, again. Another ending.

No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.”

- Edward Cullen, Twilight

“Worship the Lord your God, and serve only him” (Luke 4:8). “Jesus knows what that means. It means lowliness, abuse, persecution. It means remaining misunderstood. It means hate, death, the cross. And he chooses this way from the beginning. It is the way of obedience and the way of freedom, for it is the way of God. And therefore it is also the way of love for human beings.”

— Dietrich Bonhoeffer (God Is on the Cross: Reflections on Lent and Easter)

The path we choose towards God is not all sunshine and daisies. It is rough and bumpy. But our destination is clear. It holds the promise of love, happiness and everlasting life.