How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.

Call me a safe bet
I’m betting that i’m not
i’m glad that you can forgive
i’m only hoping as time goes
you can forget
if it makes you less sad
i’ll move out of the state
you can keep to yourself
i’ll keep out of your way
and if it makes you less sad
i’ll gake your pictures all down
every picture you paint
i will paint myself out
it’s as cold as tomb
and it’s dark in your room
when i sneak to your bed
to pour salt in your wounds
so call it quits or get a grip
say you wanted a solution
you just wanted to be missed

Something in your eyes
Make me want to lose myself
makes me want to lose myself
in your arms
there’s something in your voice
makes my heart beat fast
I hope this feeling lasts
the rest of my life
if you knew how i wanted someone to come along
and change my life the way you’ve done
it feels like home to me
it feels like i’m all the way back where i came from
if you know how much this moment means to me
and how long i’ve waited for your touch
and if you knew how happy you are making me
i’d never thought i’d love anyone so much
something in your eyes
makes me want to lose myself
makes me want to lose myself
in your arms
there’s something in your voice
makes my heart beat fast
i hope this feeling lasts
the rest of my life
it feels like i’m all the way back where i belong

I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t… than live my life as if there isn’t and die to find out there is..

You can cross the line whenever you want to.

I wanna be beautiful,
Make you stand in awe.
Look inside my heart.
Be amazed.
I want to hear you say
Who I am is quite enough.
I just wanna be worthy of love.

She’s so pretty and she’s sure
maybe i’m more clever
than a girl like her…

Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my Only One
I let go, there’s just no one that gets me like you do
You are my only one

If I told you that you’re all I want, would you walk all over me…

Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.

The truth is you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt.

If I’m wise
I will walk away
And gladly but sadly
I am not wise
It’s hard to walk away
The memories that you prize
Love is worth forgiving for
Now I realize
Everything worth living for
Is there in his eyes

I’d love for you to make me wonder
Where it’s going
I’d love for you to pull me under
Something’s growing
for this that we can control
baby i am dying
why can’t i breathe whenever i think about you
why can’t i speak whenever i talk about you
it’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
so tell me
why can’t i breathe whenever i think about you

You do your thing, and I do my thing. You are you and I am I. And, if, in the end, we end up together, it’s beautiful.

A book is a friend; a good book is a good friends. It will tlak to you when you want it to talk, and it will keep still when you want it to keep still; and there are not many friends who know enough to do that.

Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

We can all be angels to one another. We can choose to obey the still small stirring within, the little whisper that says, ‘Go. Ask. Reach out. Be an answer to someone’s plea. You have a part to play. Have faith.’ We can decide to risk He is indeed there, watching, caring, cherishing us as we love and accept love. The world will be a better place for it. And wherever they are, the angels will dance.

Let go of your yesterdays… in a moment everything can change…

I want to be everything except your mistake…

Then he said to Jesus, ‘Lord, remember me when You come into Your kingdom.’ And Jesus said to him, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, today you will be with Me in Paradise.’

To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream.

And I swear I’ll know your face in the crowds. And I’ll hear your voice so loud, when you’re whispering…

I want to find a guy who I can come to with my hair a mess, my make-up running down my face, my eyes red from crying, and he still says to me…baby you’re beautiful.

I want to be the girl you call baby, the girl you hold in your arms and fall asleep on the phone with. The girl who makes your bad day better, and the girl that will make you say, ‘My life has changed since I’ve met her.’

Wouldn’t life be perfect if
sweatpants were sexy
Monday mornings were fun
Junk food was healthy for you
Friends didn’t cause drama
guys weren’t confusing
nothing was regrettable
and good-bye only meant
until tomorrow…

I love the whole -single-party-fun- thing
but sometimes i wouldn’t mind the whole
-loving-holding hands-his girl- thing <33

I found myself wrong again
Staring out my window
Wondering what is i should have said
i found myself at home again
waiting for the after call
from a fallout that feels like such a mess

so i listen to you complain and then
i bite my tongue in vain again
as i let it all just slowly settle in
such a pretty picture that you paint
i’m so vile while you’re a saint
funny how your eyes see thick not thin

oh, i can only be myself
i’m sorry that’s hell for you
hey, so what’s my damage today
don’t let me get in your way
let it out like you always do
the trouble between me and you
is nothing new

Be happy. Talk happiness. Happiness calls out responsive gladness in others. There is enough sadness in the world without yours… never doubt the excellence and permanence of what is yet to be. Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness. Your success and happiness lie in you… the great enduring realities are love and service… resolve to keep happy and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties.

Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day. Joy is the experience of knowing that you are unconditionally loved and that nothing—sickness, failure, emotional distress, oppression, war, or even death—can take that love away.

I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let’s face it; friends make life a lot more fun.

Happiness depends upon ourselves.

Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

I am, who I am

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’.”
I’m whispering “I was lost,
Now I’m found and forgiven.”

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak of this with pride
I’m confessing that I stumble and
need Christ to be my guide

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong
I’m professing that I’m weak and
need His strength to carry on

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not bragging of success
I’m admitting I have failed and
need God to clean my mess

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect
My flaws are far too visible but
God believes I am worth it

When I say… “I am a Christian”
I’m not holier than thou
I’m just a simple sinner who received
God’s good grace, somehow

Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to the garage makes you a car.

You do well to believe in God. Satan also believes…and trembles.

God gave us memories so that we might have roses in December.

We turn to God for help when our foundations are shaking only to learn that it is God shaking them.

Live as though Christ died yesterday, rose from the grave today, and is coming back tomorrow.

I believe the Bible is the best gift God has ever given to men. All the good from the Savior of the world is communicated to us through this book.

Death would be a beautiful place if it looked like Brad Pitt.

True friends stab you in the front.

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.

Love means never having to say you’re sorry.

Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

Love takes off amsks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

A long and wicked life followed by five minutes of perfect grace gets you into Heaven. An equally long life of decent living and good work followed by one outburst of taking the name of the Lord in vain - then have a heart attack at that moment and be damned for eternity. Is that the system?

I laugh in the face of danger… then I hid until it goes away.

Sometimes it hurts more than we can beart. If we could live without passion maybe we’d know some kind of peace… but we would be hollow… empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we’d be truly dead.

Don’t forget to be kind to strangers. For some who have done this have entertained Angels without realizing it.

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on Earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where moth and rust do not destry, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there you heart will be also.