the shooting stars, they are so beautiful tonight, what are you going to do with them?  

Posted by Lauren

Matthew 6:30
For if He so clothe the grass of the field which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more does He care for you, O ye of little faith?


no matter what tonight holds, no matter what tomorrow brings, no matter what unfolds this year

My God.
Unchanging.
Ever Loving.
Through every mistake.

"thought the sorrows may last for the night, O joy comes in the morning, yes joy will come in the morning!"

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