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hello-beautiful:

this boy deserves a million reblogs.

07.07.11 ♥ 313222
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THE (SCIENTIFIC) DEATH OF JESUS For the next 60 seconds, set aside whatever You’re doing and take this opportunity! Let’s see if Satan Can stop this. THE (SCIENTIFIC) DEATH OF JESUS At the age of 33, Jesus was condemned to death . At the time Crucifixion was the “worst” death. Only the worst Criminals were condemned to be crucified. Yet it was Even more dreadful for Jesus, unlike Other criminals condemned to death by Crucifixion Jesus was to be nailed to the Cross by His hands and feet. Each nail Was 6 to 8 inches long. The nails Were driven into His wrist. Not Into His palms as is commonly Portrayed. There’s a tendon in the wrist that Extends to the shoulder. The Roman guards knew That when the nails were being hammered into the Wrist that tendon would tear and Break, forcing Jesus to use His back Muscles to support himself so that He could Breath. Both of His feet Were nailed together. Thus He was forced to Support Himself on the single nail that Impaled His feet to the cross. Jesus could Not support himself with His legs because of the pain So He was forced to alternate between arching His Back then using his legs just to continue to Breath. Imagine the struggle, the pain, the Suffering, the courage. Jesus endured this Reality for over 3 hours. Yes, Over 3 hours! Can you imagine this kind of Suffering? A few minutes before He died, Jesus stopped bleeding. He was simply pouring water From his wounds. From common images We see wounds to His hands and feet and even the spear wound To His side… But do we realize His wounds Were actually made in his body. A hammer Driving large nails through the wrist, the feet overlapped And an even large nail hammered through the arches, then a Roman guard piercing His side with a spear. But Before the nails and the spear Jesus was whipped and Beaten. The whipping was so severe that it tore the Flesh from His body. The beating so horrific that His Face was torn and his beard ripped from His face. The Crown of thorns cut deeply into His scalp. Most men Would not have survived this torture. ” He had no more blood To bleed out, only water poured from His Wounds. The human adult body contains about 3.5 liters (just less than a gallon) of blood. Jesus poured all 3.5 Liters of his blood; He had three nails hammered into His Members; a crown of thorns on His head and, beyond That, a Roman soldier who stabbed a spear into His Chest.. All these without Mentioning the humiliation He suffered after carrying His own Cross for almost 2 kilometers, while the crowd spat in his Face and threw stones (the cross was almost 30 kg of weight, Only for its higher part, where His hands were Nailed). Jesus had To endure this experience, to open the Gates of Heaven, So that you can have free Access to God. So that your sins Could be “washed” away. All of them, with no exception! Don’t ignore this situation. JESUS CHRIST DIED FOR YOU! He died for you! It Is easy to pass jokes or foolish photos by e-mail, but When it comes to God, sometimes you feel ashamed to forward To others because you are worried of what they may think About you. God Has plans for you, show all your friends what He experienced To save you. Now think about this! May God bless your Life! 60 Seconds with God… For the next 60 Seconds, set aside what you’re doing and take This opportunity! Let’s see if Satan can stop This. All you have to do Is: 1. Simply Pray for the person who sent this message to You: 2.Then, send this Message to people.. The more the better. 3. People will Pray for you and you will make that many people pray to God For other people. 4. Take a Moment to appreciate the power of God in your life, for Doing what pleases Him. If you are not Ashamed to do this, please, follow Jesus’ instructions. He said (Matthew 10:32 & 33): “Everyone therefore Who acknowledges me before others, I also will acknowledge before My Father in heaven; but whosoever denies Me before others, I also will deny before My Father in heaven”.

zerobeeeeeatz:

OH MY….this made me cry

First time to reblog this, not because I’m afraid for something that may happen but because of HIM. 

Thank you.

I really needed this.

everyone really should take the time to read this… its very powerful.

just think of the one person you love soo much, and imagine THIS happening to that person. GOD did that for us, and all he wants is for us to LOVE HIM BACK.

THANK YOU sooo much for everything, Lord<3

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Gimme some numbers!
  1. Height:
  2. Shoe Size:
  3. Sexual Orientation:
  4. Do you Smoke?
  5. Do you Drink?
  6. Do you Take Drugs?
  7. Age you get mistaken for:
  8. Have Tattoos?
  9. Want any tattoos
  10. Got any Piercings?
  11. Want any piercings?
  12. Best friend?
  13. Relationship status:
  14. Biggest turn ons:
  15. Biggest turn offs:
  16. Favorite Movie:
  17. I’ll love you if:
  18. Someone you miss:
  19. Most traumatic experience:
  20. A fact about your personality:
  21. What I hate most about myself:
  22. What I love most about myself:
  23. What I want to be when I get older:
  24. My relationship with my sibling(s):
  25. My relationship with my parents:
  26. My idea of a perfect date:
  27. My biggest pet peeves:
  28. A description of the girl/boy I like:
  29. A description of the person I dislike the most:
  30. A reason I’ve lied to a friend:
  31. What I hate the most about school:
  32. What my last text message says:
  33. What words upset me the most:
  34. What words make me the best about myself:
  35. A wish that I’ve wished for repeatedly on 11:11:
  36. What I find attractive in boys/girls.
  37. Where I would like to live.
  38. One of my insecurities.
  39. My childhood career choice.
  40. My favorite ice cream.
  41. Who I wish I could be.
  42. Where I want to be right now.
  43. The last thing I ate.
  44. Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately.
  45. A random fact about anything

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jenny.: Ask, I'll answer in complete honesty.

catsgomao:

  1. a person i like and why i like them.
  2. a famous person i’ve been compared to.
  3. 5 things that irritate me about the same sex/opposite sex.
  4. the best thing that has happened to me this week.
  5. weird things i do when i’m alone.
  6. how i’d spend ten thousand bucks.
  7. things i like and…
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Zoom epic4chan: Trolltris: If the pieces could talk  画

epic4chan:

Trolltris: If the pieces could talk  画

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07.04.11 ♥ 20735
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Zoom donnyspeaks: It was Friday, June 3rd. My friend was driving. I was in the passenger seat. Her mother was behind the drivers seat and her 4 year old sister was behind me.  We were on the way to take them home.  “Oh my god” I glance up and there’s a white truck coming from the right really fast. Everything goes black and then all of a sudden I look up again. The windshield is smashed in and there’s blood all over my hands and face. There were people near coming to aid us. My side was dented in so I had no way of getting out. There was a sharp pain in my neck. I look to my left and my friend is crying trying to get out. I look behind me and my friend’s mother is holding her head. There’s blood rushing out of her head. The little girl is crying and screaming. I don’t say a word. I’m trying to process everything. I hear voices outside of the car.  “We need to get them out of there there’s a fire!” There is smoke everywhere and glass everywhere. The people around us that saw the wreck came to the left side to get the girls out. I got myself out and I was walking up a ditch. My friend grabbed me and held me close. “Donald, tell me you’re alright. Talk to me, Donald. Tell me you’re okay.” I didn’t talk back for a while. I was trying to figure out what exactly happened. I’m trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Where exactly the pain was. If the other 3 girls in the car with me was alright. They sat me up against a fence to wait for the ambulance. There was blood all over my khaki shorts and glass all in my hands and arms. I pulled out my phone and called Sean. My best friend. I was afraid I wasn’t going to make it to be honest. I wanted to tell him goodbye. I handed my phone over to the ambulance people and they contacted my parents. They put me on a board and put a neck brace on me. I was in an ambulance and on the way to the hospital. They sat me in a room the nurses were cleaning me up. Taking my clothes off and putting me in a hospital gown. Washing my arms and face and pulling bits and pieces of glass out.  Soon my mom and dad were in the room with me. My dad was just sitting there watching me. My mother started crying so hard. She cried for hours. It was one of the hardest things to see in my life. It wasn’t the pain of my neck or hands. It wasn’t the pain of knowing I could have died. It was the pain of seeing my mother cry. I told her I was gonna be alright and she kept crying and crying. My little sister had to watch me cry. She had to see my cuts and neck brace. I didn’t want her to see me like this. She was in the hospital room with me alone and I started crying so hard begging her to go home. I didn’t want her to see me look like this. I didn’t want her to see her older brother hurt. I was taken to get scanned and x-rayed. I had to stay for a couple more days until they figured out what was wrong with me. I hadn’t seen my phone since I handed it to the ambulance people Friday. So there was no way of contacting friends and of course Facebook and Tumblr was the last thing on my mind.  My mother held my hand and told me i’m her only son and that she loved me very much. She was crying so hard it broke my heart. I told her to go home and rest. She didn’t need to see me like this. She couldn’t handle it. She called me all night and kept trying to take care of me. Soon she went home. It was just me and dad again. My dad was very collect and calm. He watched me and stayed up to help me. He slept beside me in the hospital room. He didn’t cry once but I saw the fear in his eyes.  Saturday and Sunday I got so many visits. My closest friends found out and came to see me. Cody lost his job because once he heard he walked out and rushed to the hospital. Brett was in Atlanta and came as soon as he heard. I have a lot of great friends with good hearts. They all came to see me and visit me. Even Cody slept over a night at the hospital. All my friends came and it made me feel so much better.  Robert touched my heart. He’s one of the guys i’ve never seen break a sweat. He’s never been worried or scared. I saw him cry for the first time. I saw him Thursday and Friday I got in my wreck. He thought I was dead and started crying.  That’s the kind of shit that breaks my heart. To see all my friends from all over rush to the hospital and worry about me. It means a lot to me that my friends care about me and would do so much for me. Asking me if there was anything I needed they would get. They visited me and kept me company. Saturday night I found something out. There is a fracture in my neck and we have three options. Go home in a neck brace, get a metal halo, or get surgery on it. The doctors told me to stay until Monday and they would tell me which option is the best for me. Monday morning I woke up and they told me I was able to go home in a neck brace. :)  They called me Superman. The same spot I got hit in the neck was the same as actor Christopher Reeves (Superman) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Reeve He was paralyzed. Fortunately for me the bone in my neck didn’t get displaced and my nerves didn’t damage. I’m one lucky guy they said. I could have died they said. The whole time I was worried about the other girls. Every time the doctors I came in I asked about the other three girls that were in the car with me. I don’t care what happens to me. Those girls don’t deserve this. They deserve to be alright and home with their families.  Two of the girls went home Friday night which was a relief. The other woman and I stayed until Monday because of our injuries.  I got so many texts when I got my phone back. When I checked my Facebook there was so much support and so much worry on Tumblr. I have to wear this neck brace for 8 weeks. Hopefully my neck heals by then. I have a good family and great friends around me. I should have died. I should have been worse off than I was.  I got dreams to chase. I got a family I got to take care of some day. I got friends I have to spend time with. I got my whole life ahead of me and i’m not scared of anything. The only thing i’m scared of is that my story won’t be told when i’m gone. So instead of having people tell you what happened to me. I wanted to tell you myself. I wanted to make it out of the hospital and continue writing the story to my life. I’m here. As long as those girls are alright i’m happy. As long as my friends are safe. As long as my mother and father are healthy i’m happy. Whatever happens to me in life I could care less. It’s another experience I learn from. I just care about the people around me. Make sure they’re safe and i’m good. - Donny Tran

donnyspeaks:

It was Friday, June 3rd. My friend was driving. I was in the passenger seat. Her mother was behind the drivers seat and her 4 year old sister was behind me. 

We were on the way to take them home. 

“Oh my god”

I glance up and there’s a white truck coming from the right really fast. Everything goes black and then all of a sudden I look up again. The windshield is smashed in and there’s blood all over my hands and face. There were people near coming to aid us. My side was dented in so I had no way of getting out. There was a sharp pain in my neck. I look to my left and my friend is crying trying to get out. I look behind me and my friend’s mother is holding her head. There’s blood rushing out of her head. The little girl is crying and screaming. I don’t say a word.

I’m trying to process everything. I hear voices outside of the car. 

“We need to get them out of there there’s a fire!”

There is smoke everywhere and glass everywhere. The people around us that saw the wreck came to the left side to get the girls out. I got myself out and I was walking up a ditch.

My friend grabbed me and held me close. “Donald, tell me you’re alright. Talk to me, Donald. Tell me you’re okay.”

I didn’t talk back for a while. I was trying to figure out what exactly happened. I’m trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Where exactly the pain was. If the other 3 girls in the car with me was alright.

They sat me up against a fence to wait for the ambulance. There was blood all over my khaki shorts and glass all in my hands and arms. I pulled out my phone and called Sean. My best friend. I was afraid I wasn’t going to make it to be honest. I wanted to tell him goodbye.

I handed my phone over to the ambulance people and they contacted my parents. They put me on a board and put a neck brace on me. I was in an ambulance and on the way to the hospital.

They sat me in a room the nurses were cleaning me up. Taking my clothes off and putting me in a hospital gown. Washing my arms and face and pulling bits and pieces of glass out. 

Soon my mom and dad were in the room with me. My dad was just sitting there watching me. My mother started crying so hard. She cried for hours. It was one of the hardest things to see in my life. It wasn’t the pain of my neck or hands. It wasn’t the pain of knowing I could have died. It was the pain of seeing my mother cry.

I told her I was gonna be alright and she kept crying and crying.

My little sister had to watch me cry. She had to see my cuts and neck brace. I didn’t want her to see me like this. She was in the hospital room with me alone and I started crying so hard begging her to go home. I didn’t want her to see me look like this. I didn’t want her to see her older brother hurt.

I was taken to get scanned and x-rayed. I had to stay for a couple more days until they figured out what was wrong with me. I hadn’t seen my phone since I handed it to the ambulance people Friday. So there was no way of contacting friends and of course Facebook and Tumblr was the last thing on my mind. 

My mother held my hand and told me i’m her only son and that she loved me very much. She was crying so hard it broke my heart. I told her to go home and rest. She didn’t need to see me like this. She couldn’t handle it. She called me all night and kept trying to take care of me.

Soon she went home. It was just me and dad again. My dad was very collect and calm. He watched me and stayed up to help me. He slept beside me in the hospital room. He didn’t cry once but I saw the fear in his eyes. 

Saturday and Sunday I got so many visits. My closest friends found out and came to see me. Cody lost his job because once he heard he walked out and rushed to the hospital. Brett was in Atlanta and came as soon as he heard. I have a lot of great friends with good hearts. They all came to see me and visit me. Even Cody slept over a night at the hospital. All my friends came and it made me feel so much better. 

Robert touched my heart. He’s one of the guys i’ve never seen break a sweat. He’s never been worried or scared. I saw him cry for the first time. I saw him Thursday and Friday I got in my wreck. He thought I was dead and started crying. 

That’s the kind of shit that breaks my heart. To see all my friends from all over rush to the hospital and worry about me. It means a lot to me that my friends care about me and would do so much for me. Asking me if there was anything I needed they would get. They visited me and kept me company.

Saturday night I found something out. There is a fracture in my neck and we have three options. Go home in a neck brace, get a metal halo, or get surgery on it. The doctors told me to stay until Monday and they would tell me which option is the best for me.

Monday morning I woke up and they told me I was able to go home in a neck brace. :) 

They called me Superman. The same spot I got hit in the neck was the same as actor Christopher Reeves (Superman)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Reeve

He was paralyzed. Fortunately for me the bone in my neck didn’t get displaced and my nerves didn’t damage. I’m one lucky guy they said. I could have died they said.

The whole time I was worried about the other girls. Every time the doctors I came in I asked about the other three girls that were in the car with me. I don’t care what happens to me. Those girls don’t deserve this. They deserve to be alright and home with their families. 

Two of the girls went home Friday night which was a relief. The other woman and I stayed until Monday because of our injuries. 

I got so many texts when I got my phone back. When I checked my Facebook there was so much support and so much worry on Tumblr.

I have to wear this neck brace for 8 weeks. Hopefully my neck heals by then.

I have a good family and great friends around me. I should have died. I should have been worse off than I was. 

I got dreams to chase. I got a family I got to take care of some day. I got friends I have to spend time with. I got my whole life ahead of me and i’m not scared of anything. The only thing i’m scared of is that my story won’t be told when i’m gone.

So instead of having people tell you what happened to me. I wanted to tell you myself. I wanted to make it out of the hospital and continue writing the story to my life.

I’m here. As long as those girls are alright i’m happy. As long as my friends are safe. As long as my mother and father are healthy i’m happy.

Whatever happens to me in life I could care less. It’s another experience I learn from. I just care about the people around me. Make sure they’re safe and i’m good.

- Donny Tran

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Zoom jasmineeatfriend: I kept all your letters like I said. And the stupid rose you gave me when you asked me to Grad dance. I can’t believe you reminded me of all this shit I put in the past. I’m glad we’re both on a better note now. Erm, so yeah talking to you again has been nice and we should definetly exchange letters sometime. -Jazz

jasmineeatfriend:

I kept all your letters like I said. And the stupid rose you gave me when you asked me to Grad dance. I can’t believe you reminded me of all this shit I put in the past. I’m glad we’re both on a better note now.
Erm, so yeah talking to you again has been nice and we should definetly exchange letters sometime.

-Jazz

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05.24.11 ♥ 0
who do you think is cute in your confirmation group? (x

Asked by Anonymous

lots x)

05.21.11 ♥ 0