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I made a promise to myself, that I would no longer live as a broken person. I made a choice to fight every single day for more —- more joy, more peace, more hope, more love, and more good.

I decided that trying is better than spending the rest of my life on this earth being miserable and lonely in my skin. I decided that I am worthy of love, community, healing, and freedom. I decided that hating myself is wrong and cruel and defeating. I don’t want my soul to be filled with hate and sorrow anymore. I want to try day by day to fill it with love, with joy, with hope, and with dreams. This is the only story I get to live out, and I don’t want even one more page to be filled with darkness.

I am going to keep this promise. I’m going to fight for restoration and liberation. I am going to take it a day at a time and try to put the pieces of myself into a better shape. I’m going to reach out to my family and my friends when I am feeling weak and let them support me. I am going to ask for help when I am stumbling, when I am scared, and when I am lost. I am going to allow people to love me, be there for me, and speak life into me.

My past will no longer be my prison. I will no longer be held captive by the wounds inflicted on me. I will love myself more for the trauma I have been through. I will be gentle with myself through the process of healing I am going through. I will remember the truth; I am precious, lovely, powerful, brave, and loved. I am not trash. I am not shameful. I am not stupid. I am not ugly. I am not worthless. I am not hopeless. I am mending and growing into a whole person. It is beautiful and it is painful, but I know I am being remade and redeemed. I promise to come alive in my story. I promise to take each day I am given as an opportunity to learn, to love, to help, and to grow.

It’s a promise I will not break because my life is at stake. Some days are easier than others, but regardless of the highs and lows I keep going. I keep fighting. I keep believing. I keep facing my demons and vanquishing my ghosts. I keep choosing life because I decided I deserve more than brokenness, shame, misery, and pain.

You deserve to live. Your story is still being written in each new day. You are a precious human being and today you can make the choice to live as one. You can decide that you will fight the chaos in your mind, and choose to let people help you. You can choice hope. You can choose love.

You don’t have to live as a broken person anymore. That was never who you were meant to be. You are and have always been a beloved, beautiful, precious, and meaningful person.

Promise me that you’ll live that truth out going forward.

With love,

Dele Olanubi

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generalbriefing:

So….I totally never thought about this. I’m sure very few of you have. I don’t know about you, but I’m a bit disturbed…

Wow. Food for thought. I’m sure there’s an answer though.

Their names were translated/Anglicized after going from Greek to English.

The names of the Apostles are of Greek, Aramaic and Hebrew origins. The Hebrew, Aramaic and “Greek” named Apostles were:

Shim’on = Simon (Hebrew origin).

Y’hochanan = John (Hebrew origin).

Mattithyahu = Matthew (Hebrew origin).

Ya’aqov = James (Hebrew origin meaning Jacob).

Bar-Tôlmay = Bartholomew (Aramaic, which is related to Hebrew).

Judah = Jude / Saint Jude (not to be confused with Judas Iscariot, Hebrew origin).

Yehuda = Judas Iscariot (Hebrew origin, Betrayed Yeshua/Yehosua the Messiah).

Cephas / Kephas = Peter (Hebrew / Aramaic origin meaning “Rock”).

Tau’ma = Thomas (Aramaic origin).

Andrew = Andrew (Greek origin. Is the brother of Cephas / Kephas).

Phillip = Phillip (Greek origin).

You will note that there are only 11 names, that is because there were 2 Apostles named Ya’aqov (James), which brings the total to 12 apostles.

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also, “Jesus”  is really Yeshua

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Help Leo Get a Body to Live In

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Please please please, help me give my boyfriend a body he can live in. Donate if you can, even if it is only a dollar, anything will help. If you cannot donate, then please share.
The dysphoria and pain my boyfriend experiences is so severe and so intense, this is the only thing that will help him.

Please check this out and maybe boost to your followers? I hate asking for help but please, my boyfriend is worth it..
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Spreading the word. Hope you get the help you need 😘

This Deserves to be shared again. Friends who can help donate and spread the word it’s HUGELY appreciated!

Reblogging again because this is very important.

Every person who finds it in their heart to donate and reblog or if unable to donate, simply reblogs, will get something from me. All you have to do is tag it with #abodyforleo, and I will write/draw/paint/etc something special for you and tag you in the post.

Please, donate anything you can, and reblog like crazy.

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A school in Brazil had all its students protesting after a transgender girl got reprimanded after changing into a female uniform. All the students, including the boys, wore a skirt to school on September 1st in a way to show support to the girl, who still can’t wear her female uniform but the school says that they’re “reviewing the code of conduct.”

Help Leo Get a Body to Live In

leakyinkwellpoetry:

Please please please, help me give my boyfriend a body he can live in. Donate if you can, even if it is only a dollar, anything will help. If you cannot donate, then please share.
The dysphoria and pain my boyfriend experiences is so severe and so intense, this is the only thing that will help him.

Please help anyway you can.

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