Don’t yell at me. Talk to me. Don’t criticize me. Praise me. Don’t hit me, Hug me. Don’t push me away, pull me towards you. The wants of a child.
| When you can’t take anymore you’re just really starting. It’s not how much you can hold, rather how much you let hold you. Smile often, live free. |
| Never wrestle with a pig. Chances are you’ll get dirty, and the pig will like it. |
| You’d rather skinny dip with great whites after bathing in a pool of used razor blades than cross a fiery redhead on her birthday. |
| “Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” I Peter 5:7 |