#Beautiful Eulogy

[wisdomfish]

"Our sin is death, Christ is life. Either way all of us are slaves, One kills, one saves"

Beautiful Eulogy

[focr]

Beautiful Eulogy - Instruments of Mercy (Sub. Español)

We aren’t singing for one another, or to do something pleasing amongst ourselves: God is our audience when we sing, when we worship, and when we receive Communion and he is pleased with our worship…It doesn’t matter if we have a good singing voice or a bad singing voice. It doesn’t matter if we feel worthy or unworthy when we receive Communion. It doesn’t matter what clothes we wear to church. It doesn’t matter what people may think about us. We only have an audience of one when we worship – and that one is God. And God is always pleased with our worship…So firstly, worship of God engages with the word of God, the Bible. Secondly, worship of God engages both the mind and the emotions. ~ Diviadmin

[clever-name-change]

intently thinking about falsettos to escape from my hellish reality (it’s actively making things worse)

[kuijoon]

BRO 😭

No the fuck you aren’t

Btw they’re both crafted using the exact same materials except the good one uses metal and Sampo’s uses trash

[antigonick]

Yeah, the money. The lifeblood, the oxygen of this... this... this wonderful civilization that we have built from the mud. The money, the corpuscles of life gushing around this nation, this world, filling men and women all around with... with desire. Quickening the ambition to own, and make, and trade, and profit, and build and improve. I mean, great geysers of life he willed. Of buildings he made stand. Of ships, steel hulls. Amusements, newspapers, shows, and films, and life. Bloody, complicated life. He made life happen. He made me and my three siblings... Sorry. And, uh, and yes, he had a terrible force to him. And a fierce ambition that could push you to the side. But... But it was only that... that human thing. The will to be, and to be seen, and to do. And now people might want to tend and prune the memory of him to denigrate that force. That magnificent, awful force of him, but my God, I hope it's in me. Because if we can't match his vim, then God knows the future will be sluggish and gray.

Jesse Armstrong, from Kendall’s eulogy, in “Church and State”, Succession S04e09

[redloftwingfeathers]

hey guys how's it going who wants to find my stretching-shrinking keepsake down in these catacombs I'll let you keep it

I'm surrounded guys

[animentality]

Hey,

Haven't checked in on you in a while. How are you doing?

I'm thinking about what to give you as a birthday present.

Would you be insulted by a fanfic about my favorite demon summoner?

Do you prefer fanart?

Should I get you movie tickets?

Is it too early for an engagement knife?

I guess it is. It would be.

Maybe some sweets from my grandma?

Maybe some pictures of all the deadly plants I accidentally found this year ?

Anyway. Sorry for making this weird.

I hope you're okay and I'm thinking of you.

May your pillow always be on the cold side

May your cookies always be on the dark side

May your writing always stay as inspiring as it is

I like when you think of me, anon, that's gift enough :)

[angstyavocado]

*spam incoming, tag #wordartnotebook*

This is probably my most long term project ever. I started this notebook of word art in the spring of 2018, and I filled the last couple of pages tonight (July 30, 2023), so it's been five years in the making.

It's not the most original of works (tracings, borrowed ideas, literally all someone else's quotes and lyrics), but it feels really personal as these are all from things that are or were important to me. Some of them are decoratively arranged, and some of them I just got down onto the page.

I'm really happy to have intentionally completed this project and for all the ways it has helped me process and to enjoy art for art's sake in the last half decade.

(yes,I'm going to attempt to rapid fire post every page so I have it digitally all in one spot)

[shadowyspectre]

I'm fucking dying bro kjdfjkjkdfjkdfjkdf

Mac over here being such a damn thot and slutty man

he's taken full control of the brain

[wisdomfish]

God must not be at work

Many Christians don’t see God in their trials. If no miracles are happening—or at least the floods aren’t receding or the cancer’s not in remission—God must not be at work. “Those ten plagues on Egypt, now that was God up to something.” ~ Joni Eareckson Tada

I like it when the wind shifts They say it's the movement of the Spirit Still small voice, ya'll hear it? Remember that time I saw that leaf fall I was positive it was God's call Wait for it, listen close Ya'll missed it? I cite Gideon, Samson, Paul Elijah saw the clouds split And know that God did it And does it still Still, his presence feels like chills Right, and if I'm honest it doesn't happen often Something must be wrong It's boring when my life is more like the book of Ruth than Exodus I've never seen the partin' Of an ocean Or a cloud by day or pillar by night Just a normal everyday working of life Where things that suck royally Is evidence of His royalty Scratch your temple So deep it's simple Silly us, ignore the plain We prefer a riddle Dying to see a miracle While holding God's diary Looking for signs

~ Beautiful Eulogy, Symbols and Signs

[focr]

"I'm an instrument in Your orchestra Lord and You are my only audience. Holding Your promises close and watching as Your plan unfolds. All for Your glory and praise playing the song that You composed."

~ Beautiful Eulogy

[malachitezmeyka]

Okay update I’m no longer just singing the sound of music soundtrack to myself all day instead I am now actively crying over the sound of music

[parakeetpark]

Funeral and wake went really well

[dwtdog]

Dyiny You're all invited to. My funeral I need a new pair of lungs Camden helpe

you can’t have my lungs i need them

[wickedzeevyln]

One Shot

If for a day you are free of pain be grateful, many long for freedom from frailty, away from the hurt, away from brokenness. If one day you can afford to smile, then smile, sorrow is just around the corner waiting to take the stage, waiting to swallow the day and dampen everything. If there’s no need to be glum for effect, then spare the world of the theatrics, wear yourself instead. No matter…