T.B. LaBerge

The man defines the beard
Vance Joy

—Emmylou

You are loved, you are loved, you are loved.

"No one will miss me", "I’m better off dead"

after-crisis:

When I worked at a non-profit that handled suicide prevention, I had access to the donation records. Each month, a specific man donated 15$ to our organization. It was like clockwork.. same day, same man, he had been doing this for over 4 years. It always seemed odd to me but I never questioned it… until I saw a note attached one month. "For Noah- Dad"

his donation was once his child’s allowance.

I can promise you, they would miss you for the rest of their lives.

(via theopen-mindedconservative)

marcphun:

Via Dolorosa (The Road to The Cross) // “Sin tries to convince us that Christ remembers every mistake we make😳; Grace tells us that Christ remembers every tear we shed😥. The reality is that Jesus will wipe away both.😭😁🙌” -Todd LaBerge (at man of sorrows - hillsong)

marcphun:

Via Dolorosa (The Road to The Cross) // “Sin tries to convince us that Christ remembers every mistake we make😳; Grace tells us that Christ remembers every tear we shed😥. The reality is that Jesus will wipe away both.😭😁🙌”
-Todd LaBerge (at man of sorrows - hillsong)

The stars must think us mad! Because, we who were created in the image of the Creator, feel so alone. Do we not know that a star has never felt the warmth of another star? Yet, they continue to shine because they long to bring glory to God. All of creation looks at us, and they see how loved we are by the Creator, and they must wonder “Why do these souls feel so alone, when they have Him who is everything?”

Let us never forget that Christ came down in the form of man, because He chose to love us above all, because we were the ones who God made in His image, and said “They are very good.” and now that Christ died for us, God looks at us and calls us “beloved.”

—T.B. LaBerge // Go Now

Dry the River

—Gethsemane

Todd’s Late Night Jam: Dry the River is back, and just as beautiful as ever.

To love as Christ loves, is to feel as Christ feels, to hurt as Christ hurts, and to obey as Christ obeys; it is not an easy task to endure, but it is the byproduct of accepting Him as Lord over your life.

—T.B. LaBerge // Jesus, His Grace, and the Gospel

jspark3000:

In Heaven, there will only be one person with scars. You’ll have none because he’ll have taken yours.
— J.S.

Amazing.

(via jspark3000)

I could love you from here, I could love you from there, and I think I could love you from anywhere.

—T.B. LaBerge // Unwritten Letters to You

(Source: tblaberge)

I didn’t like parties. People frightened me, especially people at parties. They attempted to be sexy and gay and witty and although they hoped they were good at it, they weren’t. They were bad at it. Their trying so hard only made it worse.

Charles Bukowski (via alcools)

My sentiments toward the bars and clubs here—sad and comical.

(via cicarson)

^^^^^^^^^^^^ Yes ^^^^^^^^^^^^

(via cicarson)