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“I’m not sure what the score was but we lost the game. The other team was older than us though. They looked like they were ten or something.”

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Haha 😂 Art made by @noninfernum #echoesthroughthewall

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“I’ve got a couple friends who are members of the internet. They are complete fiends on that thing. Personally, I have no interest.” 

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the indian city of jodhpur, otherwise known as the blue city, located in the centre of rajasthan, india

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Bianca Cash

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Needles Highway, Black Hills, South Dakota

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Respect the Architecture by Franck Bohbot

Brooklyn-based, French artist Franck Bohbot’s photography focuses on the beauty of public spaces. “Respect the architecture” captures the exquisiteness and significance of some of the most iconic buildings in history, including The Metropolitan Museum of Art and the Palace of Versailles.

View this entire project here!

View his other projects in cinema, theaters, and libraries here!

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Beauty is important, but it’s true there are many ways to be beautiful. I know good-looking girls get more attention, but most of them aren’t any happier, and they are much more likely to get used. Guys treat them like celebrities, but what they really want is to have a conversation. Self-assurance is beautiful. A choosy girl is beautiful. Intelligence is beautiful. A girl who isn’t begging to be loved is beautiful. A woman who loves God is beautiful. A woman who does not manipulate men with her appearance is beautiful.

Donald Miller (via yesdarlingido)

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Today, as I was packing up to leave a coffee shop, I heard a little girl quietly throw up in the corner. I turned and saw a flustered young mom trying to clean it up, but she didn’t have a rag or any way to fix the mess. I stalled for a moment, hoping the barista would be able to help, but he didn’t. As I walked from my seat I knew I should go try and help. Instead, I looked the other way, pretended not to see, and walked out of the shop.

I’m a deeply flawed and selfish individual. Desperate and thankful for grace.

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Jenson Power | VSCO Grid

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“My husband is a dancer and a waiter. I’m an actor and a handyman. We can’t really afford to be following our passions at the same time, so we alternate. Right now it’s his turn. He’s putting on a dance production in North Carolina. So I’m painting a stoop.”

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A thought.

Time away from social media has revealed to me the reason for my recent frustrations with prayer. It’s impatience. 

Prayer, I think, is quite possibly the antithesis of our culture and the way we’ve been conditioned to function. There are a few reasons I think this. First, everything is instant: conversation, replies, answers, distractions; it’s all the immediate gratification of shallow desires, etc. Second: it’s busy, and it’s loud. We scroll through feeds, listening to a hundred different voices, and something important is always happening somehow that requires us to know of it. But it’s really not, it’s not truly important. And we don’t need to know at all. Actually, so much of what we fill our minds with is so completely void of actual value or relevance to our existence, it’s amazing that as relatively intelligent creatures we even pay it any mind. Third, it’s lazy. None of what we scroll through requires our effort, dedication, or commitment, it doesn’t require presence of mind. Now, I am not saying that everything we pass our time with need be slow and meditative and a personal feat, but I am saying our practices have trained us to function in a way that opposes the very practice of prayer.

Prayer, in contrast, is not instant. It’s slow, sometimes painfully slow. It requires us to wait attentively, to slow the frantic commotion within our hearts and minds, and to wait on Him. It is not busy or loud. It is singular and quiet. A whisper, a knowing. It does not give us the comfort of mindless distraction but requires us to focus on one specific source with all of our faculties. And it requires our effort. To be attentive and open and present, receptive in heart mind and spirit. 

We easily become hectic, impatient and mindless even when we’re called to peace, slowness, resilience, and receptivity. I think our culture is working against us in this respect, among others. Don’t forget to take a step back, breathe, get alone and quiet and just be. Prayer is really just allowing yourself to fall in sync with the heartbeat of your Creator, allowing your spirit to align with His. Your breathing with His, your thoughts with His. You were created to be there, like that, so the effort required is in locating and removing whatever we’ve absorbed that prevents us from doing and being so. 

What I want has been fighting against this. I don’t want to wait, I don’t want to focus, my attention span has shortened. I want it to be easy and I want it to be now and I want it to be comfortable. Everything else is. Oh, but there is no joy there. There is no life, no purpose in the easy and instant and comfortable. That road is paved, it rarely curves, it is easy to follow but it has no destination. No flowers grow there. I can hardly believe there to be true joy in a place where our hearts are not being moulded to be like His, and I can hardly believe that process to exist without pressure and resistance. 

If we desire breakthrough, we must welcome the pressure. If that sometimes looks like simply deciding to truly pray despite the opposition of the world and our own desires, then so it does. The comparative value of doing so is immeasurable. 

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original video posted on buraka som sistema’s fb page

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"But I wanted to know" So powerful.

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“She’s much more empathetic than I am. When our son was very sick with cancer, she had a much better sense for what he was going through. And I relied on that. Because I didn’t know, but I wanted to know.”