Like a little girl, her tongue tussling for the final pulpy bits of summer at the bottom of a glass. Kisses, punctuation and swimming up underneath her white cotton dress. It is so humid, after all, only the wings of apple blossoms to bear some measure of relief into her fluttering hands.

If I must choose, I would have kindness over intellect; give me a heart that loves, over a mind that thinks.

— T.B. LaBerge // Things I’m learning at 25 (via tblaberge)

You are going to think “oh my god, I can’t make it.” and still you will take that next step. Courage is not facing the unknown with a steady hand, it’s going forward even if your sword is trembling in your hand. This is why we have to keep going, even when the world has stopped and you feel alone, you never stop. It is hard, this life is hard, and the call of Christ is even harder; but we must continue on the journey that is set before us, and we will make it to a land far greater than our own.

— T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)

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