Natalie Grant Quotes

so come as you are, broken and scarred lift up your heart and be amazed and be changed by a perfect God

I had to get slow and dumb (not take anything for granted) and watch and see how everything connects, how you contact your thoughts and lay them down on paper.

Natalie Gilcher, I love you more than anyone could love another. My world only makes sense since you’ve come into it. I want to marry you, love you, adore you, give you children and anything else you want. I’ll provide for you and never take you for granted. I know what life is like without you, and I only want to live in a world with you by my side. When I’m gone, my heart will remain with you. Will you allow me the honor to love you from now until the end of time?

You deserve every mountain falling. You deserve every ocean reaching. You deserve all creation crying out your worth. You deserve all of Heaven singing. You deserve every nation rising, but I have heard that what You want most is my love.

Midville's best street was High Street. It was up on a hill. Not much of a hill, to tell the truth, but in that part of the state, the flat south-central part, hills are not taken for granted.

Jane Austen knew about money and power, too, Mimi reminded herself, in the specialness of her surroundings that night. Austin saw what lack of money meant for the women in her life, and this consuming fear was what was telegraphed most loudly in all her books, hidden behind the much more palatable workings of the marriage plot. Austin knew that no amount of charity or largesse from their male relatives could ever grant women real independence. Yet, through her genius - - a genius no amount of money or power could buy because it was all inside her head, completely her own - - she had accrued some small degree of autonomy by the end. Enough to work, live, and die on her own terms. It really was a most remarkable achievement, the legacy of those six books, revised and spurred on and cast soley by her own two hands, with no man with inevitably more power or money getting in the way.

What does it mean to you to realize that God does know EVERYTHING about you…and still loves you beyond reason?

Who but You, could breath and leave a trail of galaxies, and dream of me? What kind of love, is writing my story till the end, with Mercies pen? Only You. What kind of King, would chose to wear a crown that bleeds and scars, to win my heart? What kind of love, tells me I'm the reason He can't stay, inside the grave? You. Is it You? Stand here before my eyes, every part of my heart cries, ALIVE! ALIVE! Look what Mercy's overcome, death has lost and Love has won. Alive! Alive! Hallelujah, Risen Lord, The only one I fall before, I am His because He is, ... Alive!

God’s love looks for those who feel unlovely, desiring to make them beautiful again.

On the edge of your fear you will find faith. Beyond your comfort you will discover courage and

when you give up control you will find the place of sweet surrender.

It’s funny how the things that you take for granted about the people you love are the very things that you miss the most when they’re gone.

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The stairway and upper hall were just as

Were you married?" "No." No one could compare to the best thing that had ever come into his life - Natalie. "Did you come close?" He glanced her way. "Once. Fourteen years ago, to my high school sweetheart." "You wanted to marry me?" 'It's why I left without talking to you. I knew If I saw you, I'd propose.

Nate used his left foot to block a determined Zero from escaping before closing his door with the intention to begin the next step in his own plan. His Plan B if you're keeping track ‒ once again hoping that Twitch had stayed put ‒ and which first required that he be granted his second out of the afternoon. Upon hearing the customary creak of a more tangible step ‒ the second from the bottom on the wooden staircase, which had become gradually loosened from the risers above and below it over time ‒ his mother did an about face from the bar, where she was making last minute modifications to her shopping list. The sound by then had become oddly comforting to each family member ‒ for separate but similar reasons. The step itself been repaired in just minutes, years prior when Dr. Lansing added five nails to the tread. But one evening many months ago it just as abruptly reappeared. Nate was the first to notice when, as Natalie bounded up the stairs ‒ which she so often did en route to his room ‒ it matter-of-factly announced its return. He pondered for the briefest moment if he hadn't simply imagined it, recalling several prior occasions when he'd become temporarily convinced that the faint but familiar cries of X-Ray were whispering to him from directly below his window ‒ though leading to anticlimax in each instance. Before knocking however, Natalie placated his incredulity. "It's back!” she exclaimed with typical unfettered enthusiasm, while smiling unseen from just beyond his closed door. Although he failed to demonstrate even a remotely comparable level of excitement, it turned into a pleasant reunification for Nate nonetheless, and this time ‒ due perhaps in equal parts to its' lesser prioritization and his greater procrastination ‒ their father had left well enough alone. During its previous incarnation it had been labeled by Ms. Lansing as the Cat's Bell due to its function as an auditory cue of the comings and goings in the home, although the cats themselves sauntered about far too lightly to bring about any noticeable effect.. Nate had become so attuned to its mildly disquieting creaks and more subtle wooden groans as to discern ‒ even when his door was closed ‒ whether Natalie had been specifically intent on visiting him, or was instead merely passing by along the way to her own room. A distinction which was due primarily to an initial amplified vibration that he decided brought to mind the recoil of a springboard, then followed by a sequence of forward gliding leaps rather than her usual evenly paced yet swift footsteps.

My childhood had been so drastically different from what Natalie had undoubtedly experienced, and I couldn’t help the envy that came over me. Not to say that my childhood had been bad—it hadn’t. I was loved. Clothed. Fed. I’d seen many places, learned to take care of myself. But it had always felt as though I’d been cheated out of something everyone else tended to take for granted.

To embrace the joy of saying no, of boundaries being a possibility for us, is to forgive ourselves. Boundaries are forgiveness because evolving our boundaries stops suppressing our needs, expectations, desires, feelings, and opinions, which forgives our younger selves. Forgiveness grants us permission to grow.

I’d been going over in my head which of the villains might have decided to grant me this audience.

It’s Hugh Grant’s first day on the job, and he’s saying hello to his new staff. One staffer is named Natalie, and as far as I can tell, her job is “woman.” She’s also incredibly, disgustingly fat, like a beanbag chair with feet, according to literally everyone else in the movie who apparently all have Natalie Dysmorphic Disorder (a silent killer). Natalie accidentally says some swears in front of the prime minister, and then she makes lemon-face for forty-five minutes. Actually, she’s probably just thinking about delicious lemons because NATALIE HUNGRY!!!!!!! Hugh Grant falls instantly in love with Natalie, which is understandable, because she hasn’t yet exceeded her Love Actually attractiveness word quota. (The quota is twenty-seven words before you become Emma Thompson and must be composted.) Keira Knightley is marrying Chiwetel Ejiofor while wearing some

It’s Hugh Grant’s first day on the job, and he’s saying hello to his new staff. One staffer is named Natalie, and as far as I can tell, her job is “woman.” She’s also incredibly, disgustingly fat, like a beanbag chair with feet, according to literally everyone else in the movie who apparently all have Natalie Dysmorphic Disorder (a silent killer). Natalie accidentally says some swears in front of the prime minister, and then she makes lemon-face for forty-five minutes. Actually, she’s probably just thinking about delicious lemons because NATALIE HUNGRY!!!!!!! Hugh Grant falls instantly in love with Natalie, which is understandable, because she hasn’t yet exceeded her Love Actually attractiveness word quota. (The quota is twenty-seven words before you become Emma Thompson and must be composted.)

Yes, today, right here in this moment, the answer was joy.