What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gauges and dials and registers, and we can only read a few and those perhaps not accurately.
Everyone says forgiveness is a lovely idea, until they have something to forgive.
(via quote-book)
Tim Be Told - All of Me
I am reckless with my soul
Broken and defeated by the things I can’t control
I have given up so many things for a hope when I die
That these heaven seeking promises weren’t lies
O God of mercy
You have told me
I could put it in Your hands
Do You really think I can?
And if I had everything I want
Would I keep falling down?
So here I am learning to cast aside all of my desires
I am restless in my soul
Stealing their affections trying to fill an endless hole
I have cried alone so many times ‘cause I can’t feel your love
I remember when you used to be enough
O God of mercy
So they tell me
I can put it in Your hands
Do you really think I can?
So are you even real
Or am I afraid to feel?
Scared of what I’ll find
That when I cried to you, called it true
In the end will it be that I wasted all my time?
But with all these doubts I’m offering to leave it all behind
Steal me away
Sunshine makes the rainy days seem worth it.


