#✝️ : faith

[faithinhimforevr]

𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓼🍯

[justjesusyall]

my notes from evening bible study at jesus camp :)

[99-and-1poplin]

[crackcancer]

Never forget. Keep your faith and you will be blessed by God!!!

[neetily]

Just Hanging Out — M!Robin, M!Kylar, M!Whitney, M!Sydney

— ✧ warnings: Piss kink, pissing, Cockwarming, Fingering, Creampie — ✧ word count: 1,117 — ✧ genre: smut (18+)

— ✧ A/N: reposting from my old account since i was asked to! formatting might be off, but it's still readable.

Late at night, when most of the orphanage has went to bed and all the lights are out lest Bailey shows up to shout expletives; a bright screen illuminates your face. Robin's, too, though less so with the way he's got you situated on his lap, the low drone from the video game filling the room does very little to hide his huffed breaths heaved from behind you. Brushing up against your neck, your back to his chest; it's rather warm, isn't it? Both of his arms wrapped loosely around your waist, controller in his twitching hands resting between your legs. You're so soft, did you know that? Completely exposed and trembling against him, letting out little gasps for air and bitten back moans. Gotta stay quiet, he'd reminded you. The late night gaming session paired with his head buried in the crook of your neck, half closed eyes just barely focusing on the blurry screen in a half hearted attempt to pass the next level, cock buried deep in your squishy cunt for you to squirm on. It's his favourite way to game, he decides, forcing you to endure cockwarming him as some sort of private game only he can play with you. Even if you can't be as loud as he'd like to make you, feeling you struggle to sit still enough for him to win the game is addictive, drooling over your sensitive neck in mutual frustration. The casual setting just getting to him when he's balls deep in you, struggling himself. Who will win, do you think?

Though he'd never encourage it, seeing your pretty face show up in the library as you skip classes to be with him is secretly Sydney's favourite sight. Reading time, right? That, similarly, is his favourite time of day. Pulling out a new book, getting you situated on a seat in a hidden corner of the library with him by your side, pressed shoulder to shoulder so that you can see the words too. It's fun getting to read with you, not just because he enjoys experiencing new things with you, a shared interest in literature is a good way to spend some time together, he thinks. But also, more selfishly, because the cute way you shift in your seat as he pushes another finger into your little cunt is by far the best part of it all, no? Slowly, almost lazily, fucking his fingers into you. One by one, never missing a beat in the story as he finger fucks in and out of you idly, cock straining in his dress pants from the blatantly loud squelch your cunt makes in the relatively quiet library. Curling his fingers against your sweet spot when he's knuckle deep, only taking a break from the story to gently remind you to hush, you're in the library, when you start to moan a little too loud for his liking. He can't help but to tease you!

Kylar can't seem to focus on anything useful when you ask him how his day was, finding it difficult to keep his lewd expressions contained when you're bouncing on his cock so well like that. His tummy filled with butterflies at the way you seem to act so... Casual, as if you weren't riding him into the sheets below right now, his nervous fingers digging into your hips with a thick gulp. He can never answer you appropriately when you take to engaging in small talk while fucking him, his voice coming out all strained and broken. F-fine, he usually responds with; regardless of if that's true or not. It's just, well... Fuck, he feels so fucking stupid when you circle your hips on his lap like that, eyelashes fluttering shut as you continue to talk absentmindedly. Like you couldn't care less for his answer, God that's so hot. What did you do today, Kylar? as you drag your hips forward, grinding your pretty puffy clit against his pelvis, still yet looking unbothered by the way his cock throbs inside of you. I, uh... I don't know, nothing? he answers with a moan, back arching off the sheets when you drag your hips back down his pulsing cock. Did you at least eat well today? you ask nonchalantly, and his mind is so fucking blank from the inane conversation and bland tone you adopt that he hasn't even got the chance to warn you of his approaching orgasm before he shoots a load inside of you, cheeks red hot at the realisation that he's came to mere chitchat. That's how much he loves you, gasping a quick no to answer your previous unimportant question as you effortlessly milk him with a bored expression.

He knew you'd be in here like clockwork, waiting for him to show up like how he always does every morning before classes start. The mundanity of it all is exciting to Whitney, swinging the bathroom stall open to find you standing where you should be, toying with the hem of your shirt in assumed giddiness for the daily ritual. So normal is the routine, in fact, that he no longer has to prompt you into pulling your skirt up for him, the sight of your no panties aiding his fat cock to harden as he whips it out above the toilet. There's no need to use it though, is there? Stroking himself once or twice to make sure he's fully hard, enough to easily glide his twitching tip into your tight little hole just in time, too. You should be thankful he refuses to use the bathroom at home, dealing with the uncomfortable pressure in his tummy all the way to school just for you. A quite hiss escaping him at the warm feeling that immediately wraps around him, little cunt instantly coaxing piss to stream out from his erection as if begging to be used. His own personal toilet, wrapping an arm around your back to keep you pressed snug against him, unable to stop the barely there humps inside of you as he pisses, emptying himself into his favourite hole. Huffing right against your ear as he bends his upper body into you, marking your insides with his piss, just keeping the freaks away from my slut, he reminds you. And it's a long piss too, some of it dripping from your filled up hole to coat his cock, dribbling down to the actual toilet under you as he finishes with a shaky sigh. And that's all he ever does, pulling out to gently dab himself clean now that's he's done pissing. See ya in an hour or somethin' he taps your cheek twice before leaving.

[akosuax]

[dracwife]

[katusjuice]

Okok, i’ll stop spamming about faith-

They are the best of friends (they laugh like beavis and butthead)

John is such a loser:

[healedbyhoney]

Good Morning Saints✝️🩷👑 Let’s have a good day on purpose and continue to make our Father proud by being as close to Jesus as possible🙌🏾 Do not let the world get you down today! Watch your tongue and keep your mind on your goals!

[mental-health-and-jesus]

11-01-2024 | Bible App | 1 John 1:7 & 2 Corinthians 12:10 | Today’s Verse of the Day ✝️ For Bible App & #Bible - Verse of the Day

🕊️🕯️ ‘But if we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of יהושע Messiah His Son cleanses us from all sin.’ ‭‭Yoḥanan Aleph 1‬:‭7‬

‘Therefore I take pleasure in weaknesses, in insults, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for the sake of Messiah. For when I am weak, then I am strong.’ ‭‭Qorintiyim Bĕt 🕯️🕊️

LORD✝️ YHWH✝️ אֲדֹנָי✝️ אלוהים✝️ Is Always With You 💗

[faithinhimforevr]

𝐈𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐩,

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲,

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐲-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟?

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝟏𝟖:𝟏𝟐

[justjesusyall]

really don’t want to read my bible right now, which is exactly why i need to

[99-and-1poplin]

[starfayy]

This

Just—

This

[tatesalive]

You're the Breath of my Life 🌿🫁✞

"Then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature" Genesis 2:7 ESV 🍃🫶✞

This is an artwork I created on A3 using acrylic paint for a school art project. The theme was the unknown, and I wanted to make a supernatural artwork of Jesus. It represents how Jesus came into the unknown of this fallen world from the comfort of His home in Heaven, died on the cross for the salvation of all, and then ascended in His glory into Heaven—a glorious place not yet seen by man. And He’s coming back any moment! It’s so beautiful how Jesus is YHWH. He is who He says He is—the Creator of everything and the salvation for all! Whenever I spend time in nature, I’m so in awe of God—how He created everything and loved us so much with Christ Jesus as our salvation. ❤️‍🩹🌿✞

[pinestripe37]

Everything

You are Everything. I know apart from You Lord I have no good thing. I trust with You by my side I have all I need. Deeper than the air I breathe, You're all my Life. Defense and Victory in every fight In the darkest valleys, You're fullness of Light Everything You do is Righteous, and all You say is right. If I have nothing but You Jesus, I have all that I could ask. I'm loved by You safe in Your Grace so I have everything. I plead to cling to You my Savior, I pray so desperately To lean on You, with You I'm Home, never alone. So may we trust with all faith fully in everything You do For everything of You is Good and Your Hands heal all things In every storm I know You will get me through everything. My highest liberty, First Love, and deepest need Throughout each moment of this journey God You're my Everything.