#Dei Gratia
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November 7, 1872: The Disappearance of the Crew of the Mary Celeste.
Image: Mary Celeste as Amazon in 1861. November 7, 1872 On this day in history, the brigantine Mary Celeste left New York harbour for Genoa, Italy, with Captain Benjamin Briggs, a crew of eight, his wife and two-year-old daughter, and a cargo of some 1,700 barrels of crude alcohol. The Canadian brig Dei Gratia, led by Captain Morehouse, found the Mary Celeste on December 5, floating between…
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robster2016 · 2 months ago
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The Navigator
In The Navigator, Rob Medley transports viewers into a realm where mystery and wonder converge on the high seas. The focal point of the painting, a ship named Marie Celeste, recalls the real-life mystery of the Mary Celeste—a vessel famously found abandoned in 1872 with no clear explanation for the disappearance of its crew. Medley’s ship emerges from the canvas with an almost ghostly presence,…
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dreamconsumer · 7 months ago
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William Rufus, King of England (1057-1100).
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fellmoondoll · 2 years ago
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      @dei-gratias has traversed the Lands Between
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    " I welcome thee, Tarnished... " Sat atop the crumbling stone column by the tower's entrance was the witch herself, lone azure hue peering down at the approaching figure. " To what do I owe this...unarranged visitation? "
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shanaraharlyah · 4 months ago
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The composition reminds me so much of Dragon's Dogma.
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unimatrix-420 · 2 years ago
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yeshuaedits · 1 year ago
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frases cristãs em latim para bio.
solus Christus (somente Cristo);
omnes enim Christus (tudo por Cristo);
de fideli (com fidelidade);
Deus est Deus (Deus é Deus);
Dei gratia (pela graça de Deus);
Deo gratias (graça à Deus);
Deo ac veritati (por Deus e pela verdade);
Deo confidimus (em Deus confio);
Deo juvante (com a ajuda de Deus);
Deo, non fortuna (com a ajuda de Deus, não de sorte);
Deus caritas est (Deus é amor);
nobiscum Deus (Deus conosco);
Deus spes nostra (Deus é nossa esperança).
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wonder-worker · 14 days ago
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"The remarkable thing about [Gerberga of Saxony's] widowhood is that she seems to have carried on exercising her queenly status without open challenge more or less until her death in 969, and without an obvious break when her son reached majority. As well as making regular appearances as petitioner in royal charters, she is also referred to consistently and unproblematically by Flodoard as ‘queen’. In this respect, she was arguably the most politically active royal widow since the late ninth-century Italian empress Engelberga. The fact that Gerberga retained such a high profile should not be taken for granted. The participation of royal widows in the public life of the kingdom was extremely vulnerable to criticism because (unlike kings, who remained kings until death regardless of how many wives predeceased them) they were not automatically categorized as political actors—their roles usually had to be justified and rationalized. Because of the peculiar role of queens in articulating the shape of royal dynasties, widowhood was conceptualized as a specific state onto which various ideologies could be projected. The Ottonians are thought to have developed a distinctive approach to this problem by turning royal widows who played crucial political roles into saints.
[The charter Gerberga issued in 959 for the monastery of Homblière exemplifies her prominent role]. The ‘gratia Dei (by the grace of God)’ clause is particularly striking, implying that her status derived not from a husband or son but, like a king’s, directly from God. In fact, there are very few surviving charters of any kind issued by queens before the twelfth century, a pattern that cannot be dismissed as an accident of survival. Those we have were mostly composed for queens who were, like Gerberga, widows. But in contrast to Gerberga’s case, the status of these queens was carefully framed in reference to the authority of their late husbands, often using the past tense. Thus two charters recording gifts made to the monastery of Gorze in 910 by Richildis, widow of Charles the Bald (840–77), refer to her as ‘former queen’ (‘quondam regina’). Similarly, the testament of Ageltrude, widow of one dead Italian king and mother of another (respectively Guy, 889–94, and Lambert, 894–8), describes her as ‘former empress’ (‘olim imperatrix augusta’) and invokes the authority of both men in claiming her right to dispose of her property. Even the Empress Engelberga, one of the most powerful queens of the ninth century and someone who was able to exercise independent power in Italy after the death of her husband Louis II in 875, shrouded her public persona in this kind of rhetoric. Her testament, which dates from 877, is an impressive statement of her power and connections, but opens by establishing that she was, above all, ‘former wife and august empress of the most pious emperor Louis of blessed memory’, and goes on to emphasize that she was even now acting on his authority. Compare Gerberga’s charter of 959, in which her late husband Louis IV is conspicuous by his absence and it is the queen herself who is rhetorically inserted into the role of ruler.”
— Simon MacLean, Ottonian Queenship
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turangalila · 2 months ago
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Josquin Des Prez (c.1440-1521)
— Illibata Dei Virgo nutrix — Gaude Virgo, Mater Christi — Salve Regina
— Illibata Dei Virgo nutrix Illibata Dei virgo nutrix / Olympi tu regis o genitrix / Sola parens verbi puerpera / Quae fuisti Evae reparatrix / Viri nephas tuta mediatrix / Illud clara luce dat scriptura / Nata nati alma genitura / Des ut laeta musarum factura / Prevaleat hymnus et sit ave / Roborando sonos ut guttura / Efflagitent laude teque pura / Zelotica arte clament Ave. // Ave virginum decus hominum / Coelique porta / Ave lilium, flos humilium / Virgo decora. / Vale ergo tota pulchra ut luna / Electa ut sol, clarissima gaude. / Salve tu sola cum sola amica, / Consola "la mi la" canentes in tua laude. / Ave Maria, mater virtutum, / Veniae vena, ave Maria, / Gratia plena, Dominus tecum, / Ave Maria, mater virtutum. / Amen.
— Gaude Virgo, Mater Christi Gaude, virgo mater Christi, / Quae per aurem concepisti, / Gabriele nuntio. // Gaude, quia Deo plena / Peperisti sine poena, / Cum pudoris lilio. // Gaude, quia tui nati / Quem dolebas mortem pati, / Fulget resurrectio. // Gaude Christo ascendente, / Et in coelum te vidente, / Motu fertur proprio. // Gaude quae post ipsum scandis, / Et est honor tibi grandis, / In caeli palatio. // Ubi fructus ventris tui, / Nobis detur per te frui, / In perenni gaudio. / Alleluia.
— Salve Regina (5vv)
_ Josquin Des Prez: Missa "Ave Maris Stella" / Motets & Chansons Taverner Consort & Choir, Andrew Parrott. Andrew Lawrence-King, (1993, EMI Classics – 0777 7 54659 2 1)
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artandthebible · 4 months ago
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An Allegory of the Old and New Testaments
Artist: Hans Holbein the Younger (German, 1497/8 -1543)
Genre: Religious Art
Date: 1530
Medium: Oil on Panel
Collection: Scottish National Gallery, Edinburg, Scotland
Description
The images and inscriptions provide a painted sermon. The central theme, encouraged by the Reformation, is the contrast between the unforgiving Old Testament Law (LEX) on the left, and the forgiving Grace of the New Testament (GRATIA) at the right. Man (HOMO)'s failure to obey the commandments God gave to Moses, led to sin (PECCATUM) and death (MORS - the skeleton). However, man is forgiven and achieves salvation (VICTORIA NOSTRA) through Christ's Crucifixion and Resurrection. Man sits between the Old Testament prophet Isaiah and St John the Baptist, who points the way forward to Christ 'the Lamb of God' (AGNUS DEI).
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xenowithwifi · 2 months ago
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I’d like to imagine aliens across the universe will look like us.
Not because they randomly evolved that way, but because one day we’ll become a nearly godlike peoples and seed life into worlds in our own image.
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Dei Gratia. We were born to inherent the stars.
(Image credit to Alex Ries)
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myremnantarmy · 11 months ago
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Ave Maria, gratia plena
Dominus tecum
benedicta tu in mulieri­bus,
et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus.
Sancta Maria mater Dei,
ora pro nobis peccatoribus,
nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.
Amen.
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flatbstanley · 5 months ago
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Taylor’s post to the forums on CatholicMoms.com
I never thought this would happen to me, but I’ve decided to leave my husband of 14 years. We have five kids ranging from 3 to 13, with a sixth on the way. As you can imagine, this is devastating for all of us.
Please pray for our family!!! And if anyone has suggestions for particular prayers or saints to ask for intercession, I’d appreciate that very much. God bless!!!
@.matersanctissima: I don’t understand. What makes you think that you need to break the sacred bond that you share with your husband? I will pray that you recognize the error of your ways. @.bernadette.not.bernie: Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tua in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen! @.TLM.devotee: Here is what you need to do. Take a Green Scapular and place it under your husband’s pillow. Then you must pray for him for several nights—I recommend doing a full novena. I tried this with my husband and it truly helped him to work through the issues he was having!! Our marriage is now stronger than ever!!!
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msfbgraves · 2 months ago
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(( This is one of these things Daniel gets quiet about, and Terry finds it frightening. They don't discuss it much, but Daniel did buy Terry a new rosary and a new cross pendant after that abdominal injury. And "I'll be fine" Daniel usually cuts off with: "You be careful!" ))
Could we get a scene with this? It’s very sweet., if frightening.
I love when Daniel is all concerned over his Alpha and the risky business he deals with… 🥰
Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus -
He'd heard his Terry moan, oh, a thousand times.
Never like this.
Sancta Maria, mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus -
He'd watched him sleep, too, in stolen moments: Terry didn't want Daniel up when he couldn't watch him, simply refused to close his eyes before his mate did, unless it was bright daylight and his people were in place.
He was out, now, no idea what he was moaning or who he was with.
Nunc et in hora mortis -
Sancta Maria, ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Sancta Maria, mater Dei
Miserere nobis...
It was past two, the night shift had just been. They'd offered him a meal, a place to rest, a priest for company.
As if a priest would truly not judge his Terry. He, Daniel, his mate, needed to be here, in the deepest quiet, alone and humble, one sinner begging for another.
Holy Mother of God, Madonna, you have brought him into my life, and I swore in your sight to cherish, honor and obey, and I have kept my word as well as I am able. Holy Mother of God, we have been blessed time and again, and I have honored all these gifts. For their sake, Madonna mia, keep him, for it was your wish I should love him, and I have ...
Dio - perdona mi... if I beg for my sake alone, but you hurt me by giving me to him, don't hurt me by taking him away. l...
For my sake if for no one else, I...
I love him...
He'd wished him dead so many times, and now they could finally love each other freely, their Anthony not yet one, to take him now, no, that was a God he could not, would not believe in. He poured his soul in another prayer altogether, of trust and love and faith in His mercy, because another God he would not, could not let into his heart and his heart was more full than ever. He laid his heart bare then, laid his faith humbly into his Lord's hands.
He was exhausted. He pulled himself to his feet, but there was nothing else he could do for his mate, no way to add to his comfort, so he kissed his face and stroked his hair, ti amo, you rat bastard, and sat back down at his bedside, Terry's fingers to his lips, the rosary laced between them.
Somebody was rubbing his neck.
"Mo... cuishle..."
He was up in a nanosecond, smoothed his mate back down. "Shhh, Terry, I'm here, save your strength..."
"Need you to - push - oww, for feck's sake -!"
"Do you need the nurse? I'll get -"
"No, sh... push button I can't..."
"Yes, Terry." He pushed the red button, firmly, three times.
Terry smiled. "Good... b -"
Goodbye?! Daniel ran. "Nurse!! Nurse!!!"
And maybe it was because he'd been so quiet the whole time, but someone took pity on him and a nurse actually appeared. "Silver, correct?" He stepped inside. "What?"
Terry sat up to his full height. "Why hasn't anyone provided my omega - MY OMEGA - with so much as a blanket? Look at him! Have you left him all night? I-"
"You'll pull your stitches if you go on like this, Mr. Silver," the nurse said dispassionately.
"That's not all I'll feckin pull!" Terry spat. "Get him a bed, a meal, or so help me, I'll... I'll..."
"Thanks, Meghan," the nurse said to a colleague, before turning to Daniel. "Standard muscle relaxant, Mr. Silver. A lot of Alphas wake up agitated. We usually advise family to leave them alone for a few hours after an episode."
"You drugged him?"
The nurse laughed. "Yeah, that's what we do. But you'd better go home for some rest, Mr. Silver, or we'll have to up the dosage the next time you visit."
Meghan handed him his sparse belongings before ushering him out. Daniel heard a faint: "Alphas, am I right?" before stumbling into the elevator, giggling through his tears.
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Ave Maria, gratia plena
Dominus tecum
benedicta tu in mulieribus,
et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus.
Sancta Maria Mater Dei,
ora pro nobis peccatoribus,
nunc et in hora mortis nostrae.
Amen...
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Católico
@teatro-magico-solo-para-locos
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future-dregs · 26 days ago
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More for the fics wip ask: The Softness In You, Calls Out To The Brokenness In Me + Forgive Us, Father When We Cannot Forgive Ourselves
Softness
The first thing Inko was struck with was her beauty, the second was her sadness.
When Rei saw Shouto her face lit up with happiness, but her eyes stayed distant. She embraced her son, and remarked over him, but she didn't seem fully in the moment.
Shouto introduced them, Rei already recognizing Izuku from Shouto's stories. Their conversation was stilted, and Inko's heart ached by the end of it, because she remembered very clearly what it was like to be misused and abandoned by the one who was supposed to love you.
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This is an Inko/Rei fic from My Hero Academia. Whether it will turn romantic or not I havent decided, but the gist of it is that these two mothers connect with one another over their children, and the abusive men in their lives, and help one another heal. Endeavour (Rei's husband) is a fucking bastard and I hate him with everything and the two of them should run off and leave him and I think thats how I'll have them end up.
This is an old fic, but I would like to come back and finish it one of these days.
Forgive Us
There's a repetitive, familiar sound echoing through the hall. Dean can almost put his finger on it.
It's coming from Sam's room, and as Dean draws closer to his door, he can hear another sound, mixed into the spaces between the thwack of impact.
"Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae
O mi Iesu, dimitte nobis debita nostra, salva nos ab igne inferni, perduc in caelum omnes animas, praesertim eas, quae misericordiae tuae maxime indigent.
Salve Regina, Mater misericordiae. Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve. Ad te clamamus exsules filii Hevae. Ad te Suspiramus, gementes et flentes in hac lacrimarum valle. Eia ergo, Advocata nostra, illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte. Et Iesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui, nobis post hoc exsilium ostende. O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria."
He pushes the door open, and stops stock still.
Sam is kneeling in the middle of his room. He's crying, deep panicked hiccupping sobs. He's naked, and striking himself across the back and shoulders with the metal buckle of his belt.
There's dried tracks of blood, and fist sized welts.
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This is a new one. A Samcentric fic, could be set at any time past season three I guess. I dont have a solid timeline for it, but I do kinda see them as being older, maybe season eight or so?
It's about Sam dealing with his feelings of guilt and uncleanliness through self flagellation and obsessive repetitive prayers. I decided on the prayers being in Latin because it seemed like something Sam would like, like it's more proper that way. I found some Catholic prayers of forgiveness, and two of them are addressed to the Blessed Mother because I figured Sam would be thinking of his own mother, and maybe even venerating her a bit, possibly even praying to her in a way, as well as to God? And I figured that even though these are three separate prayers, in his desperation they would run together as he repeats them.
It is going to end with Dean taking over from him, striking him but not as harshly as Sam had been hitting himself, and telling Sam that he is forgiven over and over until Sam is calmed.
Sam's faith is a big thing to me, and I'd love to dig into more. Though it is touchy for me sometimes trying to decide if its sacrilegious or not
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