He is risen

I think as a person develops faith and testimony, there are certain things you just love.
They are what, when you strip it down to the basics...
they, these parts of your faith, these pieces of your testimony,
are what remain to keep you planted on solid ground.
They are the things that help you remember what you already knew.
Like who you are or why you're here, or why you do the things you do.
They are the things you love to ponder, and love to study.
They are the things you know with assurance.
Without a shadow of a doubt-
they are true.

Mine is Christ.
I bear testimony to you of his reality.
I know He lives, I know he walked the Earth.
I know He loved the widow of Nain.
And Mary.
And me.
Little me.



He is the reason I am. He knows me and loves me.
He is the reason I can. He is my hope for a better world, and a better future.
He is my truth and my light. He is alive. He is risen.

It is simple, this testimony of mine, but it is true.
Happy Easter, world.

let your dreaming be your guide.

"I believe in fairytales and serendipitous encounters"

True Story.

Love Always,
Taylor Ann

Dreaming of a ballroom....

Literally. I love life.

Currently, I have a midterm to be studying for and a gym membership to use....

but instead I'm watching the last scene of the redone version of Beauty and the Beast.

Singing every word to this song, naturally...

and swooning at the thought of ever being in a room that beautiful.



Watch it, do.

It will make you smile.

the moment when you sit and think after it's over.

here are the basics...
care.
and try.

Pretty simple.
just a thought.

and this video blew my mind.