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{My love told me a story once. He told me to hold my hands out, palms up and together making a bowl. He began telling this story}…There were two turtles who did everything together…they were best friends and inseparable on their own little island. {He put two fingers in each of my hands so as to represent two turtles.} They played volleyball, had swimming races, bonfires, etc. {He danced his fingers around my hands  immitating the turtles} They always had fun together no matter what, they made each other laugh with their silly jokes, and they just thoroughly enjoyed each other. Well, one day there was a really big earth quake and it split the island into two chunks. {He rumbled my hands and separated them pretty far apart, leaving two fingers in each hand} The turtles weren’t on the same side and so they were separated as the island pieces began to float rather quickly apart from each other. The turtles were heart broken and they missed each other! So they tried to swim across the ocean to get to each other, but they grew tired and had to swim back. {He used his fingers to demonstrate the turtles getting off their island piece, my hands, and swimming towards my other hand, the other island piece} They tried this and that you try to get to each other, and nothing worked. They thought they could walk through the forest on their island piece and eventually find a way to their best friend. {He walked his fingers up both of my arms, to my shoulders…} then he says, “Ah, who cares about turtles anyway!” And hugs me real tight. CUTEST STORY. Smoothest way to get a hug from a hopeless romantic who is hoping really hard that these turtles find each other!Well, one night I told him, ”I need to know what happens to the turtles”. So, he walks his fingers up my arms, on my shoulders and onto my back. He has the turtles walking around trying to find their way back to each other. He says that they eventually find each other somehow, and when they do, they run desperately to each other. The girl tripped and fell and she was embarrassed….but the guy came and helped her up. They hugged so tightly and were so happy to be together again. 
My love and I have been separated many times for this reason and that. In different countries for months at a time. In the same city, but not talking for months at a time. In the same ministry, yet not speaking to each other for weeks. And currently, I haven’t spoken to him for a month. While that may sound like nothing, I will tell you it feels like forever. I miss him. He’s not a part of my life at all and yet he’s in every aspect of my heart. It’s so challenging to express what I feel towards him, towards our situation, towards all that God has done and is doing. But I can say one thing simply: I love him. 
When will we “somehow” find each other, like the turtles did? I don’t know. I have no idea. I am tired from trying to find my way. The earth quake hit hard and he’s really far away. But do I forget about him? No. Never. Do I pray for him? Always. The Lord has His reasons, the Lord has His timing. 
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{My love told me a story once. He told me to hold my hands out, palms up and together making a bowl. He began telling this story}…There were two turtles who did everything together…they were best friends and inseparable on their own little island. {He put two fingers in each of my hands so as to represent two turtles.} They played volleyball, had swimming races, bonfires, etc. {He danced his fingers around my hands  immitating the turtles} They always had fun together no matter what, they made each other laugh with their silly jokes, and they just thoroughly enjoyed each other. Well, one day there was a really big earth quake and it split the island into two chunks. {He rumbled my hands and separated them pretty far apart, leaving two fingers in each hand} The turtles weren’t on the same side and so they were separated as the island pieces began to float rather quickly apart from each other. The turtles were heart broken and they missed each other! So they tried to swim across the ocean to get to each other, but they grew tired and had to swim back. {He used his fingers to demonstrate the turtles getting off their island piece, my hands, and swimming towards my other hand, the other island piece} They tried this and that you try to get to each other, and nothing worked. They thought they could walk through the forest on their island piece and eventually find a way to their best friend. {He walked his fingers up both of my arms, to my shoulders…} then he says, “Ah, who cares about turtles anyway!” And hugs me real tight. CUTEST STORY. Smoothest way to get a hug from a hopeless romantic who is hoping really hard that these turtles find each other!

Well, one night I told him, ”I need to know what happens to the turtles”. So, he walks his fingers up my arms, on my shoulders and onto my back. He has the turtles walking around trying to find their way back to each other. He says that they eventually find each other somehow, and when they do, they run desperately to each other. The girl tripped and fell and she was embarrassed….but the guy came and helped her up. They hugged so tightly and were so happy to be together again. 

My love and I have been separated many times for this reason and that. In different countries for months at a time. In the same city, but not talking for months at a time. In the same ministry, yet not speaking to each other for weeks. And currently, I haven’t spoken to him for a month. While that may sound like nothing, I will tell you it feels like forever. I miss him. He’s not a part of my life at all and yet he’s in every aspect of my heart. It’s so challenging to express what I feel towards him, towards our situation, towards all that God has done and is doing. But I can say one thing simply: I love him. 

When will we “somehow” find each other, like the turtles did? I don’t know. I have no idea. I am tired from trying to find my way. The earth quake hit hard and he’s really far away. But do I forget about him? No. Never. Do I pray for him? Always. The Lord has His reasons, the Lord has His timing. 

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If I told you I was changing, would you love me more? This war has seen its roses and share of defeat. Oh, love can be a poison or the sweetest remedy. Oh, Annie, you were something good to me. Yeah, you broke me down right to the edge, but I’d do it all again.

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