Cortney. Twenty. Trying to do my best everyday to do the right thing, serve God, and encourage others.

"Fear is keeping things in your own hands; faith is turning them over into the hands of God."

“It is because of the hasty and superficial conversation with God that the sense of sin is so weak and that no motives have power to help you to hate and flee from sin as you should.” -A.W. Tozer

 

This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.

Marianna Paige (via mariannapaige)

I’m an adult, but not like a real adult

anyone between the ages of 18 and 25 (via prettyboystyles)

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ahikersdream:

I’ve finally come to the realization that hey, it’s okay to be single. I was struggling with this for so long and you know what? I want to roam free. I want to hike every weekend and hammock everyday. I’m twenty freaking years old and I shouldn’t be spending my whole college…

God will take you where you haven’t chosen to go in order to produce in you what you could not achieve on your own.

Dr. Paul David Tripp  (via littlethingsaboutgod)

(Source: heart-entanglements)

If you’re anything like me, don’t you often wish that God would just “work His magic” with your heart and circumstances? But wouldn’t that be so contradictory to His relational nature that engages us through every part of the process? His ultimate purpose is to glorify Himself through building intimacy with you, and He often does this through seasons of struggle. You’re not alone in the valley. It is where He most readily strips you of your ability to “hold it together” or “power through.” He allows difficulty so you have no option but to depend fully on His faithfulness and hold tight to His promises.

LB, Rhetoric & Reminders  (via yesdarlingido)

I think once you’ve thought about how a person sleeps, how they’d feel pressed up against your back, or your head on their chest, how compatible your bodies would be in the same space of a bed — once you’ve thought about that, you’re fucked.