#Children And Worship
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nuvizionworldharvest · 6 months ago
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Introducing children to the beauty of worship is a powerful way to foster a deep, enduring faith. At our religious organization in Wilmington, Delaware, efforts are centered around encouraging young hearts to embrace praise and worship, laying a strong spiritual foundation. Our Christian ministry believes in the significance of involving children in worship activities from an early age, recognizing that early exposure to faith can cultivate lifelong devotion.
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jiangwanyinscatmom · 2 months ago
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Hello, I hope you are well!
If you don't mind could you enlighten a subject for me? Did Madam Yu train the disciples? I find many fics that have WWX being grateful for the knowledge she installed in him but do we have any evidence of that ever happening? Or did they read/saw that scene where she's making the disciples hold weights in the hot sun and ran with it?
Thank you for any insight you choose to give!
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Hihi!
She didn't train anyone because we have a passage telling the audience she isn't in Lotus Pier enough because she goes on solo night hunts alone out of spite for Jiang Fengmian (she does it out of disrespect for him not romantically loving her after she forced herself into the household she married into). Can't exclusively train anyone when she's never even present enough and the time she is on page with Yunmeng disciples no one is thrilled because she doesn't help anyone all she is doing is berating or insulting.
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mikeru-funzies · 4 months ago
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SOOOOOO glad im not famous at 16, i’ve said much more easily misconstrued things than “i get lesbians”
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athenaeum-of-the-herald · 21 days ago
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And may the gods be ever in your favor ♡
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boofindoopin · 1 month ago
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if I pray to Hypnos will I get more than three hours of sleep or will I still be perpetually exhausted and wanting to eat an entire bottle of melatonin, plastic and all?
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fullscoreshenanigans · 5 months ago
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aristia-pjoheadcanons · 2 years ago
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Cabin 5 / Ares Cabin PJO Headcanons
Random thoughts. Kind of bored of not seeing any head-canons for this cabin.
Battle cry/war cry. Like their father Ares who screamed so loud on the battle field that even his worst enemies and allies shivered in fear, they can do something pretty similar in the span of the moment. But doing so takes a great deal of energy and exhausts them. Doesn’t usually happen, since it’s uncommon but it happens the more often you participate in war.
Some Cabin of Ares get along with many of the people in camp, after Clarisse decided to stop bullying people after the first book.
They’re able to understand which moves to make that will give them idealistic results: victory. But some of it can be reckless and they’re not able to think critically about the after effects or what will happen to the people around them if they do.
Cabin if Ares kids have this aura around them that scream power if messed with. It’s not as strong as the children of Poseidon, but it’s more like: mess with me and you’ll wish you could see your mothers face before you die. Similar effects can be found with the Children of Athena.
Most of the kids felt awkward giving food or other offerings to their father at first, since he was a pretty passive and cold parent. But Ares actually sits around and looks forward to seeing their faces and hearing their voices when they offer something in the bonfire during dinner time.
Ares’ favourite thing to do is to watch them fight during a battle, he loves to see what moves they can come up with and see them develop their own unique fighting style.
Many of the kids in the cabin felt insecure about fighting or sparring. The pressure that weighed on their shoulders to be a “master of all weapons” or a “war god” was a heavy burden. Occasionally, they would freeze up if too many people were watching them.
Many people do enjoy watching them spar, since the other cabins do learn a lot from them.
They’re surprisingly good teachers, since they criticise without caring if they hurt another persons feelings. They give good advice if their form, what weapons to use based on what makes them comfortable, power class and sometimes weight. They’re able to give constructive criticism that many people look forwards too, even people in the cabin of Athena look forward to it.
(Annabeth actually only started to improve once she watched some of the kids of Ares spar, since they fight so brutally. Her sparring with Luke inky taught her technique, not aggressiveness and brute force that you sometimes need to win a fight. Luke was good at beating around the bush, or dancing around his opponent to look for an opening to do a great deal of damage— but the children of ares find the most efficient way without feeling much tired).
Many people look up to them since they’re good at wielding all weapons without any proper training, but that doesn’t mean they get lazy. They’re one of the cabins that practice for the longest sometimes skipping dinner—until Chiron told them to stop making that habit, since it would be rude not to thank their father for such skills. (Also, socialising is good).
Many of these kids don’t actually enjoy military training that they got to go through when they finished summer camp. It’s pretty much a pain in the ass. But even so, they’re now good at using camouflage and tactical weapons, and even waiting for their opponent to let their guards down before striking.
They all have this things where if they feel extremely intense emotions during certain things, others in the room will also feel the intensity of it. The problem is that they could make glass shatter if it gets under control.
Sleep with the windows open, and they don’t have any curtains in their cabin. They don’t decorate the inside, but made sure to decorate the outside.
They actually started putting barbed wire on the roof because Hermes and Apollo cabin pranked them by making a bunch of birds shit in their roof - since cabin 5 were such jerks all the time. And they put the wire up to scare away birds.
Dogs are actually scared of some of the kids in cabin 5, no one knows why but I guess the vibes they give off are sometimes a bit too intense for certain animals.
Artemis and Ares are actually get along, not necessarily best friends but they do have respect for one another for wanting to protect young girls.
If any, and I mean ANY of his kids get kidnapped, abducted or even hurt badly— Ares will come in full battle armour ready to save them. He does get scolded by other Gods for ‘meddling in and sticking his nose in mortal business’ but he can’t help it.
Children of Ares often have the feeling to protect people around them, even if they don’t know them at all. During a problematic situation, they take the lead to get people to safety or even scouting out the area since their instincts and nerves never calm down during a potential fight if threat. They have this constant feeling of needing to be in control, to the point where they can even obsess over it.
Panic attacks are actually not as common as you think. Since they’re pretty good at handling their emotions if their own, in contrast to what people think of them as, they can actually be one of the calmest of the whole entire camp. To the point where it’s kind of creepy of freakishly calm they are during crazy things.
They zone out a lot and daydream because of the constant need ti escape since many of them are reckless during quests, their way of soothing themselves after a long day of a day off is to just stare off into space. Some friends from other cabins have ti drag them outside, so they don’t stay cooped up in their beds too long.
They love to play games like UNO, War (personal favourite) Pig and so on, but they absolutely suck at poker since you need a proper strategy to actually have a chance at that game. But they can make it pretty far if they are determined enough. However manny of them find it boring since it isn’t intense enough.
Thats all for tonight folks. I’ll make more head-canons tomorrow.
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notchainedtotrauma · 2 years ago
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I think of Debbie Africa, who gave birth secretly in prison, how the other women prisoners used sounds to shield her birth process. They protected the two of them from guards so that she and the baby were able to share precious time together, undetected for days. I think of Assata Shakur too, impossibly conceiving and giving birth to her daughter while being a political prisoner, mostly in solitary confinement. And how she listened to her angry daughter, and the dreams of her grandmother when they told her she could be free. They could be together.
from Undrowned: Black Feminist Lessons from Marine Mammals by Alexis Pauline Gumbs
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awfullybigwardrobe44 · 19 days ago
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This world really is so cursed. It really is all bad and broken. There is good, and that’s a gift to us. But it really is just that bad.
I pity people who don’t believe in the next life, tbh.
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ghost-bxrd · 1 year ago
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Prompt:
Titans Tower Au!
Tim is showing a starstruck Bernard around the Tower when the Red Hood breaks in.
Jason doesn’t know what happened, but there’s a civilian kid charging at him just when he was about to get to the good bit and clip the Replacement’s wings, screaming and crying to stop hurting Robin.
He’s never been so confused in his whole damn life.
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dollarstoreartsupplies · 3 months ago
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every day i think about dorcus loom
and maybe it's becuase i was also a fat kid with frizzy hair who was always sort of generally liked but no one's bestest best friend when i was first reading the books but good god i think about dorcus loom a lot
because, sure, yeah, she's one of the 'evil' endowed children... by why wouldn't she be? think about it!
you're dorcus, you are described by the narrative as perpetually smiling and cheerful and unoffensive and fat. you don't really have any close friends, because none of the boys talk to you, and zelda is mean, and maybe you think, a little bit, that you and emilia moon are friends because you are both in art and you are both quiet but you don't actually hang out.
you're endowment is scary, if you even know what it is, so you don't tell anyone about it. poisioning clothing is mean and bad and no one will be your friend if they know so you don't tell them about it. you live in a house with over protective brothers who love you but aren't your friends and big dogs you're scared of. and maybe those big dogs are why you don't like animals. who knows? they're your brothers dogs and there isn't much you can do about it.
then, charlie bone shows up, and emilia becomes this cool, bright, beautiful thing named emma who certainly isn't your friend now. she barely was before. and there becomes this big divide between the children of the red king: the mean ones and the good ones.
no one seems to care where you go. the good ones don't try to get you on their side, even when they wish the scales were balanced more to their ends. no one talks to you, even when they're allowed to.
and then... belle. belle, who is pretty and blonde and maybe she promises to teach you how to take care of your hair and maybe she tells you that she knows what your endowment is. that it's not something scary and awful, it's beautiful. it's useful. and maybe you're tired of being a pleasent thing that no one bothers to get to know.
she takes you to a person whose just like you, who can help, who we've been taught by the narrative is a lovely, beautiful manipulator and who is telling you that she likes you.
sure, listening to venetia and belle gets people hurt, but those people don't like you much anyway.
and then, even after belle leaves, you have friends! the twins! and joshua tilpin who makes you feel so good about yourself. this magnetic boy who makes you feel so, so, so happy all the time. friends!!!
venetia still teaches you, and the adults think you're capable, and you have friends and that's all you ever wanted.
and also you're ten.
you are ten years old at the start of this.
no shit she's evil!!! no one fucking tried to stop it!! they didn't talk to her ever and then wrote her off so insanely fast!!! ohhhh my god!!!! also she's a lesbian btw!!! i've decided as perhaps the only person alive who cares about dorcas loom!!! this fat gay ten year old didn't stand a chance!!!
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jenmisukke · 1 year ago
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"Some years ago my brother was banished from Asgard, and sent to Earth. And when he came back, he was different. Changed somehow. I thought it was weakness. I mocked him. Said he'd gone soft"
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anonymergremlin · 6 months ago
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Elden Rings' gods and demi-gods are a good example of godhood.
They are powerful beings, but even with power...
Their lifes are filled with sadness, pain and the feeling that their power is not enough.
Not enough to protect them from their curses, from the world influencing them but most importantly...
Not enough to make them truly live a happy and fullfilling life.
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mollysunder · 5 months ago
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Oh Isha, she's the little lamb that threw herself on a sacrificial alter for Jinx, literally. Will the Lamb take her swiftly when a wolf like Ambessa's around?
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therosehost · 6 months ago
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I lied. Put your clothes back on. I wanna discuss dying and/or dead platonic relationships in the hanahaki au. I'm just really fascinated by the implications of this trope.
Has anyone considered what to do with children who don't feel loved ? With parents who are queerphobic or colorist or misogynistic? What does society do with a daughter whose vision goes dark because she knows her father hates gay people? A son who is suffocating on hydrangea petals because his mother keeps giving him bleaching creams as birthday presents? A non-binary kid who coughs up blood because their favorite brother is a red pill podcaster with millions of followers?
That barbed dread in the pit of their stomach when they look at their admired loved ones and realize, "if they knew i was different, they'd hurt me".
When there's demonstrable proof that you won't be safe or worthy unless you've physically/mentally mutilated yourself to your family's standards, how can you not just die inside? Does it not pain you to be so imperfect?
And the fact that these families mean well! That father doesn't want his daughter to go to hell! That mother doesn't want her son to be punished for his dark skin by this white supremacist society! That favorite brother truly believes adhering to strict gender roles will make the rich capitalists respect the common man!
When the pain you've caused your family is seen as merely an investment in a better future, how does it feel to know the only thing you've ensured for them is an early death?
That's kinda fucked actually.
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missus-paint · 7 months ago
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mother of mine
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