HANNAH FORSBERG

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SENTIMENTAL IMAGERY FOR THE SEASONS THAT SHAPE US.

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I'm Hannah and I'm so happy you're here. This blog a journal about our most recent imagery and heartfelt stories. Stay a while and say hello!

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this season

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Hello, hello. Forgive the sporadical-ness(?) & extreme vague-ness of my writings on this space, would you? There’s not much to say (online or to anyone for that matter), quite frankly, except that this season is very full. Late nights walking around on campus. The twenty-minute power naps between study sessions(which work wonderfully, by the way). […]

we are certain | gracious uncertainty

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“The nature of the spiritual life is that we are certain in our uncertainty. Consequently, we do not make our nests anywhere. Our common sense says, “Well, supposing I were in that condition…” We cannot presume to see ourselves in any circumstance in which we have never been. Certainty is the mark of the commonsense […]

so this is my heart…adoption : part i

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  part one | part two | part three Let me begin by stating: I haven’t in the slightest clue of how to start what I want to say. I notice that a lot about myself, lately. I was not entirely sure if this would even make it onto the blog. Perhaps starting off by […]

The Brothers.

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These boys have my heart, and they’re my brothers. They’re the most kind, driven, loving, and serving boys I know. These two are the ones who will sweetly say, “Goodmorning, Hannah”, and who will cheerfully carry my bags to the car with a smile. They’re the ones who have no hesitation when opening a door […]

Here’s to…

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“Nothing teaches us about the preciousness of the Creator as much as when we learn the emptiness of everything else.” —Charles Spurgeon Here’s to the days well-spent and the mercies anew and the overflowing cup of countless unexpected graces and gifts. Here’s to remembering that Christ is all one will ever truly need and that […]

I live a not-so, glamorous life.

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I’m a sixteen year old girl who prefers to listen rather than talk. I have a quiet voice, but when I sing to myself or shout loudly, heads turn, which, makes me uncomfortable. And I reaaally don’t like being outside of my comfort zone. I only play the piano when I think nobody’s listening, I […]