More Amor by Estef
Fall in love with what I love
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Hey! This is stupid but just wanted to say I love u very much best!
-My best, Kimberline Jung, in a random text to me tonight
Such a feeling, to be loved.
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“O God, I have tasted Thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me and made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need for further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, the Triune God, I want to want Thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still. Show me Thy glory, I pray Thee, so that I may know Thee indeed. Begin in mercy a new work of love within me. Say to my soul, ‘Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away.’ Then give me grace to rise and follow Thee up from this misty lowland where I have wandered so long.”
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[Jonathan Edwards] was more than just a bold, 18th-century preacher. He also had a romantic side. From the same pen that produced theological classics scholars are still studying, came these words written about his future wife, Sarah Pierpont:
They say there is a young lady in New Haven who is beloved of that almighty Being, who made and rules the world, and that there are certain seasons in which this great Being, in some way or other invisible, comes to her and fills her mind with exceeding sweet delight, and that she hardly cares for anything, except to meditate on him—that she expects after a while to be received up where he is, to be raised up out of the world and caught up into heaven; being assured that he loves her too well to let her remain at a distance from him always. There she is to dwell with him, and to be ravished with his love and delight forever. Therefore, if you present all the world before her, with the richest of its treasures, she disregards it and cares not for it, and is unmindful of any pain or affliction. She has a strange sweetness in her mind, and singular purity in her affections; is most just and conscientious in all her actions; and you could not persuade her to do anything wrong or sinful, if you would give her all the world, lest she should offend this great Being. She is of a wonderful sweetness, calmness and universal benevolence of mind; especially after those seasons in which this great God has manifested himself to her mind. She will sometimes go about from place to place, singing sweetly; and seems to be always of joy and pleasure; and no one knows for what. She loves to be alone, and to wander in the fields and on the mountains, and seems to have someone invisible always conversing with her.
(Taken from boundlessline)
Now, that is romantical.
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“But in herself alone, she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered.” –The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Fall in love with what I love:
CAFÉ DULCÉ <—CLICK
.. is my recent guilty pleasure.
Things I love about this jewel in Little Tokyo:
- Their Lamill coffee, of course. Selection of coffee beans from Colombia, Panama, Ethiopia
- Genmaicha latte with brown rice (!)
- The pastries & cakes made in their very own open-kitchen
- The crowd of people that come by (for people-watching & making new friends)
…but but but what I love MOST about Dulcé, which gets me into the spot 4-5 times a week, is the amazing staff of baristars that they have behind the counter.
Simply put– Dulcé culture is extremely contagious.
Do yourself a favor and indulge. <—CLICK
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..you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.
–Steve Jobs, 2005
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“For me, a place unvisited is like an unrequited love. A dull ache that– try as you might to think it away, to convince yourself that she really wasn’t the right country for you– just won’t leave you in peace.”
Eric Weiner, The Geography of Bliss
Stefghanistan, July 2011 -
And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
Anaïs Nin
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“But no tears come. I’m too tired or too numb to cry. The only thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else. So I let the train rock me into oblivion.”
Katniss Everdeen, The Hunger Games
