i consistently find myself learning a lot from and loving on new people and it is so hard for me to hang on to the old ones because i want to keep learning more and more and more and loving more and more and more and i have a weird passion for people that literally wakes me up in the middle of the night to ask someone how their day went or bake cookies for someone or write someone a letter or basically anything. i guess i did ask God for a servant’s heart but i don’t quite think i’ve found the balance between serving and being in relationship and community with people. gah.
so i used to be friends with this guy
who sent me wildly fantastic covers via facebook
and this is one of them.
here, internet. the TALENT.
He wanted to build Her a cabin, one that they could grow old in. Raise a family, have dinner conversations that would last through the night. He wanted to have a place that He could teach His son how to live and love, how to treat others and trust God; a place where He could teach His daughter to see life as something that is beautiful, where He could spin her around and create inside jokes that would last a life time with His little girl. He wanted a place that overlooked a lake so that He could spend misty mornings with His wife, holding Her hand and standing still. He wanted to have a house that could hold family for the holidays, one that would be filled with laughter and the smell of coffee. He wanted to build a place that held memories of love, tears and redemption.
He wanted a home and He wanted it with Her.T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us