I’m sorry for t influx of coffee…
… Eh, no I’m not.
"If I have a hope, it’s that God sat over the dark nothing and wrote you and me, specifically, into the story and put us in with the sunset and the rainstorm as though to say, “Enjoy your place in my story. The beauty of it means you matter, and you can create within it even as I have created you."
— A Million Miles In A Thousand Years, by Donald Miller (via gatsbyanddaisies)
(Source: jakembell, via somewildthing)