artemiscornwallace:

So you guys know in the Bible when God tells Abraham that his offspring will be as numerous as the stars in the sky?

Human birth rate: 4 per second
Human death rate: 2 per second
Star birth rate: 4 per second
Star death rate: 2 per second

jarridwilson:

Two weeks ago I had the pleasure of meeting a sixty-seven year old homeless man named Tom. In the last couple months I’ve noticed a growth of homelessness near  the edges of our city, but something about Tom was significantly different.

At first I gave Tom some change and offered to pray for him in passing, but once I returned to my car and preceded to drive off, something vibrant was telling me to go back. I got out of my car and decided I wasn’t going to ignore what God had put on my heart, and that my agenda will not be put before someone in need.

In returning to where Tom was sitting, I began to ask him about his story, and how he ended in the predicament he was today.

Five years ago Tom lost everything he owned to Hurricane Katrina, and has been homeless ever since. He made his way to California to “try and make it”, but has fallen short like many others in similar situations. 

I came to find that Tom has no family, no friends, or living relatives within his reach. And the only person he had talked to in the last few years, was me.

I preceded to ask Tom if there was anything he needed. Or any way I could help.

1) Money?

2) Food?

3) Clothes?

4) A Cellphone?

Tom said, “a cellphone would be great for health related emergencies”. I told Tom to meet me in the same spot the next day, and I would have a pre-paid cellphone waiting for him. 

Sure enough, at the same spot the next day, Tom was waiting for me and I had his cellphone in hand. He began to thank me, shake my hand, and tell me how grateful he was for the phone. After praying and getting him some lunch, we parted ways and for the last two weeks have not since him since.

Yesterday, on the way back to my car I heard a familiar voice yell, “Hey Jarrid!”. And to my surprise, it was Tom, leaning up against the same curb grinning the same smile. I joyfully walked over to him and asked how he was doing, and where he had been. Tom began to share something with me that I will never forget. 

The day after I gave him the cellphone, Tom went into congestive heart failure underneath the bridge where he sleeps. Because of the cellphone, he was able to call 911,  and has been in hospital recovery ever since. 

Tom’s exact words to me were, “If it wasn’t for that phone, I would NOT be here today”.

That’s no coincidence. That’s God.

- Jarrid Wilson 

Twitter | http://twitter.com/JarridWilson

Blogsite | http://www.JarridWilson.com

To all the countries that offered safe haven, you’re totally welcome to come have a slumber party here in the states with all the Obama supporters. ♥ We also have extra blankets, hot chocolate, and Obama. :3

rightovermyheartgirl:

Obama rhymes with Ohana. Ohana means family and family never gets left behind……Mitt rhymes with shit.

And shit gets buried.

amaltheaminthe:

yoccu:

yosuke-kun:

theoriginalspike:

thecuriouscaseofkatie:

thegaybostonian:

videohall:

The Power of Pine-Sol

I can’t even BREATHE. AHAHA.

LITERAL TERAS ARE STEAMING OWN MY FACE BECAUSE OH MY GOD IC ANNOT BREAHTe

the guy that had like a mini seizure tho omfg

i want to be her someday

This is so beautiful and amazing and makes me wanna clean the floors downstairs right now. XDDDD

un-belle-cambiare:

corsicans:

YOU (par keepcalmandwanderlust)

this is lovely.

As a writer, I must and do believe in this 100%.

I love them and their survival badges. They are beautiful flaws and all.

nerdragerant:

Reblog if you would still love someone even if they had self-harm scars.

Of course I would.  Fuck anyone who says otherwise.

The 5th is your life 5 years ago:

The 8th is your life right now:

(So…are things better or worse?! D:)

The 24th is your life in 5 years:

(I really don’t think it’s getting better for me. XD)

The 22nd is your first boyfriend:

The 29th is how your relationship will end:

(DANG IT, MARK! D:<)

The 32nd is your future husband:

( ;~; Imma be crazy cat lady…)

The 42nd is you on your wedding day:

(Oh. Well now it makes sense why I’m a crazy cat lady. ]: )

The 19th is your mother/father-in-law:

( O_O My spouse is adopted…)

39th is you finding out you’re pregnant:

The 11th is your spouse’s reaction to the pregnancy:

(the laughter…it hurts… xD)

The 34th is your first child:

(Oh no…this is why inter-species relationships just don’t work…)

The 27th is the family pet:

The 31st is your reaction to your kids leaving home:

(Erm…………….)

The 10th is your twenty-fifth wedding anniversary:

(Divorce is imminent…)

Last is you on your death bed:

100ottersin221b:

keekiouja:

sparklingdazzling:

This is so very beautiful.

strangelykatie:

Full version of my comic Counting Stars, which I drew for a competition.

I THINK I JUST DIED OF HAPPY TEARS T~T

I FINALLY LEARNED HOW TO MAKE THESE STINKIN STARS THE OTHER DAY

for some reason this was a goal after the first time I read this XD

the cake?

it’s a lie.

This brought me to tears…just…buh, thank You, LORD.

bearhugsforjesus:

The Crucifixion - A Medical Perspective

thesassylorax:

Dispense wisdom. Drink tea. Kick ass.

Lovin’ this. <3