cabinporn:

Yurt in Scotch Village, Nova Scotia.

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Sometimes we experience a terrible dryness in our spiritual life. We feel no desire to pray, don’t experience God’s presence, get bored with worship services, and even think that everything we have ever believed about God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit is little more than a childhood fairy tale.
Then it is important to realize that most of these feelings and thoughts are just feelings and thoughts, and that the Spirit of God dwells beyond our feelings and thoughts. It is a great grace to be able to experience God’s presence in our feelings and thoughts, but when we don’t, it does not mean that God is absent. It often means that God is calling us to a greater faithfulness. It is precisely in those times of spiritual dryness that we must hold on to our spiritual discipline so that we can grow into new intimacy with God.
Henry Nouwen (via myoutpouring)

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Ah, I love them. #proud

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joshuabrandonbennett:

“10 Things I Want to say to the Class of 2012” (as performed at Columbia University’s Black Graduation on May 15th 2012).

Wrote this in my living room. This is the poem in its sixth or seventh form. It may change again, going forward. Hope ya’ll enjoy!

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Seek not to grow in knowledge chiefly for the sake of applause, and to enable you to dispute with others; but seek it for the benefit of your souls.
Jonathan Edwards (via solideogloriaa)
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Excerpt from “Each One, Pull One” by Alice Walker.

joshuabrandonbennett:

Look, I, temporarily on the rim
of the grave,
have grasped my mother’s hand
my father’s leg.
There is the hand of Robeson
Langston’s thigh
Zora’s arm and hair
your grandfather’s lifted chin
the lynched woman’s elbow
what you’ve tried to forget
of your grandmother’s frown.

Each one, pull one back into the sun

We who have stood over
so many graves
know that no matter what theydo
all of us must live
or none.

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brandipettijohn:

For whatever reason the music in the 14th Street station (A/C/E) is always really beautiful. This morning she was playing.  So I had to photograph her.

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