Stephanie Cuevas is the name. I live for my father God.
I read and drink tea.
“In my opinion, there are two ways of capturing the world for a photographer; on the one hand grasping its horror, and on the other sublimating it. I have chosen the second. More specifically, I like the way rain, snow and “bad weather” awaken a feeling of romantic fiction within me.” Christophe lives and works in Paris.
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Seriously my favorite group right now. Their individual sounds are all so different and as soon as they came together they created a new sound that I have honestly never heard another group/band display.
How sweet the Gospel sounds to ears like mine. Well acquainted
with pain and strained relationships. Friendships
that suffer from long distances, or even worse they get
severed from something more severe. And He still hasn’t
wiped away all my tears yet. My cheeks get wet every now
and then. Even when I give my best, I know I fall short.
I get scared when the balls in my court. Focussed on, my
performance, wretched and poor. It makes the message more
real when I preach it. I’m not there yet so I’m reaching,
reaching for a goal, to stand before my King and be speechless.
Then, never again, will I question if his grace is
sufficient to cover my sin. Cause death is gone, and all
the effects of, evil and wrong will be conquered when His
kingdom comes. So this is my hope and my prayer. The air
that I’ll breath in eternity with lungs that never fail
me. If it pleases my Lord, and only by Your grace, use my
life till it’s poured out for Your sake. Until then I’ll
remain where You have me, with joy when I feel unhappy. And
a peace that surpasses all my understanding, my life is in
the hands of Your love everlasting.
THIS!♥ I love reading encouraging words like this! I know that my Father has great things in store for me. I will learn to control my enthusiasm and wait patiently in You, Lord. Oh, how I love where I am in life right now, simply because I know where I am going. ♥
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DEAD. ^^^^This is my human. When human is fussy, I just pet it like this. As you can see, human is calm.
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I immediately saw a boy jumping in the air with his legs to the side. I will no longer see anchors the same.
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