Dian Tinio

Dian is the author of Catastrophes, a prose and poetry collection exploring living and loving, breaking and mending, falling and rising, losing and surviving. Get in touch with her on Instagram and Twitter.

Remember Whenever You’re Losing Hope, God Is Always There

He knows our hearts, our desires and our wishes all according to His glory and riches. He honors our prayers. He honors our desires and He will fulfill it in all His glory.

I Wish I Would Love Her More

I wish I’d empower her more, in whatever circumstances she’s in.

There Is More To Life With Christ

Maybe we need to remember that genuine satisfaction can only be found in knowing that we are living our lives in full value—valuable in purpose set before us, our purpose in Christ.

It’s Time To Forgive Yourself Because God Already Has

Our heart matters the most to Him.

Dear God – I’m Giving It All To You

Maybe I need to learn to give it all to You, God.

What To Do When The Tragic Reality Of Life Sets In

Every day, I make myself believe this is the day, maybe today I could save a little, enough for my responsibilities and myself – maybe save for a trip or a business I’ve always longed for. But nothing’s happening.

This Is How You Rewrite Your Life

Whatever it is, the question is, will we always stick around, feeling stuck, anticipating life?

What It Will Feel Like When You Find The Love You Deserve

Love will be willing to communicate with patience. Love will apologize when it’s their fault and sometimes even when it’s not, love will always be willing to mend the wrongs.

The Ugly Truth About Being His Second Choice

And honestly, I should have realized that long time ago. That I wasn’t really first, that I’m always next to her.

Dear God — I’m Coming Back To You

I want to please You, and not the world. I want to do things for Your glory and not mine. I want my life to be a book of blessing, a prism that will radiate Your light.

The Kind Of Love That You Hope For

I hope for love to still embrace me when I’m hardest to love me, when I’m the perfect noun for disastrous, when I’m complicated and flawed, when I can’t even look at myself.