Lily of a Valley

Musings, Melodies, and Scripts of my Heart

lables

I was dabbling in my mind today how I would react if someone asked me to do flowers for a gay marriage. Seeing how I’ve recently gotten back in the field. I’m thinking about this, praying a little, and mulling over it again when suddenly, it hit me.

The minute you label them, you’ve already lost. 

You see- that is exactly what the enemy wants us to do. Put each other into boxes, categories, and stick different meanings and labels and connotations, and opinions all over each box. The moment we label, and drop someone in a box is the minute Satan wins and we loose. 

Why do we loose? Because you see, Jesus DIDN’T LABEL. He ate with the tax collectors, touched the untouchables, talked to the children, gave to the needy  spoke to the head of the church. He treated everyone with righteous truth and love. 

The minute we label is the moment we have blinded ourselves to see that person fully in the Fathers love. And once we loose the love, we loose the battle.

“Love never fails.”

youre life is fragile. its labeled ”handel with care.” its gone through many different shipments, shipwrecks, and been tossed and shoved. its been slammed, punched, pushed, pricked, written on. but once you get to the intended “receiver”, youre handled with care, with awe, with love. youre handled as a treasure, youre piece of life. you become something useful, something desired, something anticipated  and youre arrival is happy, full of zeal and greatness. 

thats how God feels when you finally realize He bought you at the beginning, full of excitement and adoration of your potential. Waiting your arrivale, waiting to unwrap you so the world can see the beautiful thing inside. 

i love when a baby laughs. i love listening to the sound of a stream. i love the frogs you hear late at night. i love cuddling back into a warm bed. i love the little faces on dragonflies. i love watching bubbles in your drink. i love when branches sway by the wind. i love the mist that hugs the mountaintop…

the brushing of the wind around your skin…

winding

binding

ever grinding

the long road

the end, unkown

finding

minding

and always winding

the journey on the road 

the places, untold 

beauty from ashes.: healthy sexual functioning.

teebloom:

To describe a woman with healthy sexual functioning is this:

she is to be a deeply connected person. She has a certain potency that is hard to describe. She lives as simply as she possibly can because she committed early in her life to give everything she can in making the world the kind of…

for the first time in a long time, i am content with everything i have and do not have. not dismayed by the unseen, or shook by the to happens, but rooted, grounded, unshaken, and happy.  

for the first time in a long time, i am content with everything i have and do not have. not dismayed by the unseen, or shook by the to happens, but rooted, grounded, unshaken, and happy.  

(via thefinestword)