#FALLEN WORLD

[lairesta]

"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."

-- J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring --

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Beautiful dreams - if the world were more beautiful they would come true. But the world is relentless and cruel - people are - they must be, I suppose, or they could not live.

Alfred Stieglitz

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

"Turn your eyes from worldly desires, you were made for higher things. The regenerate heart will never find satisfaction in a fallen world." - Paul Washer

[cavillanche]

[brucedinsman]

Daily Service: Break the Status Quo

Daily Service: Sermon goal; Break the Status Quo When we preach, we don’t simply present a truth, make an offer or demonstrate the relevance of an ancient text. Every biblical passage is a heavenly assault on the unquestioned assumptions of a fallen world. That is to say, we don’t really live in a neutral world with some evil “out there” and some good information in the Bible. The truth is that…

[rhythmicreverie]

In desolate wasteland, two hearts found each other, a beacon of hope. Through the ashes, they built a love story, a testament to human spirit, as their bond ignited the fire that warmed the ruins of a fallen world.

[hotmessexpress2023]

Revival and Salvation for the lost

We are called to spread the gospel to lead others to salvation. Jesus calls us to follow. HE came for all of humanity. Created in Gods image, carry a unique reflection of our creator. We live in a sinful and fallen world. we all need to receive salvation through God's grace. Not through our works. we were made new because of Jesus. We are invited to stand in the gap and pray for those around us who do not know Jesus. We are called to testify to Gods goodness and our transformation with others. As we partner with God, we build his kingdom with eternal impact in mind. The reflection of God in us and the power of our testimony can impact others. The reflection of God is in us.

Progression not Perfection!

H- Humble

O- Open

T- Transparent

[thinkingonscripture]

Two Fathers, Two Kingdoms: Understanding Spiritual Identity in a Divided World

Everyone we meet has two fathers. Everyone.[1] They have a biological father and a spiritual father. Biblically, their spiritual father is either God or Satan. The Pharisees incorrectly thought they were children of God, and said to Jesus, “The only Father we have is God himself” (John 8:41). Here’s an example were perception was not equal to reality. Jesus refuted them, saying, “You are from…

[noxcheshire]

I am sick, dizzy, and can barely think but you know what would be WILD?

If the DC universe was an echo of Danny’s world. What if the continents of their planet shifted enough where Amity is now in New Jersey and had then become Gotham.

And when Danny died underneath the portal a part of his death fractured and imprinted itself into those various worlds. One of them being Gotham, where Danny’s home ironically used to be where Wayne Manor used to be.

So just imagine it, you’re coming back from patrol, grimy, sweaty, and with questionable intentions by dressing as an overgrown bat when suddenly the lights dim. It dims and brings darkness, only enough light to catch the beady marble eyes of the bats you fear.

And then electricity jumps in the middle of the room, flinging itself around like an agitated snake in wide open circles.

Everyone is backing away, some weary, some cursing, some just half way out of their own suit.

And then a child — barely as old as your youngest now, flickers to life before you, screaming and screaming, wailing in pain as the scent of burning flesh mingles into the air. You can see the boy, black hair and blue eyes that underneath the bright light that burns them is causing black to turn white, and blue to turn green.

The electricity crackles and when the boy is about the drop, limp, certainly lifeless, he vanishes as if nothing had ever been there.

But he comes back, he always comes back, in the moment of calm and in the moment of despair, echoing that painful wailing of death.

It’s so wrong.

It’s very, very wrong.

It didn’t even matter anymore why the boy showed up, only that this moment of pain continues to haunt the cave of heroes.

Continuously haunting, even as some whispered apologizes when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as some provided songs of comfort when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as stories of Gotham are told and promises (though uncertain and flimsy at best) are spoken to the wailing boy who always drops fast and disappears just as quickly.

Always, it was the same.

Until one day it wasn’t.

The electricity crackled like it always did. A spark, and then a calamity of light. And the boy would be there, uncurling himself into a tense position as he would wail.

But not this time.

Instead the boy curled himself in the air, calm as can be, almost as if he were sleeping. Even the electricity that they have learned to dance away from was calm, gentle, like ocean waves.

And when the electricity vanished, the boy did not, instead dropping to the floor where Dick was quick to catch him, grunting in preparation of weight only to show alarm at how thin the boy truly was.

On that face that has haunted them all for months is just a boy, sleeping, and scarred. A boy breathing very slow, slower than what they would like, but here in the physical realm with them.

Dick brushed back bangs of black hair, and slowly, ever so slowly, glazed blue eyes stared back.

[touslesfilmsquejaivu]

[ininterestingtimes]

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Living in the post-apocalypse

[paintedcrows]

Are you alright...?

[qdkdraws]

"She's gone, Adam" The amount of love I have for @mistystarshine 's "Live Again" is inversely proportional to the amount of fanart I made for it.

It's time to fix it.

[raining-its-pouring]

A little tired of people saying Moon can’t stand up for herself. Like yeah I think one of the flaws she has is she is too lenient and forgiving, but also in her situation it’s VERY HARD not to be. And it’s very situational, usually manifesting with Five Pebbles.

She stops talking to you if you annoy her enough, and only starts again if you win her back over. You have to put in the work. She isn’t “rolling over” and letting things happen to her, despite the fact that she is in absolutely no position to bargain. As stated by her, her kindness and her words are the ONLY thing she has. So her taking those away from you, the player, is absolutely her standing up for herself.

Everyone brings up how she handles Five Pebbles (esp the comms thing) and it is incredible to me just how many people lay this entirely at her feet when the game states over and over again that even despite Moon’s intentional feather-light influence over him, he still resents her for being his superior. He seeks out a mentor who is her opposite.

He wants to be something more than what he is, wants to be detached from her, and she can’t do anything about that but do the best she can to exert as little influence over him as possible.

She is stuck between a rock and a hard place here, and was betting on her kindness to have fostered enough mutual respect that she wouldn’t have to resort to forced communications. She was wrong. He was driven by fierce desperation, something that she wasn’t privy to. And she paid for it.

Yes, this is a flaw of hers. But it’s not a universal one. (the rest of the iterators look to her for help- she’s the group senior for gods sake- and people act like she can’t take a stand) I genuinely doubt Moon would’ve waited so long to used forced comms if it were happening to anyone else. If it were being committed by anyone else. And that just makes the tragedy even sweeter.

[starryeyed-seer]

me: I'm not a bat

Mr pages: (stuffing novels under its robe): I must abscond

[gigicaldwell]

Jurassic Park (1993) dir. Steven Spielberg Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (2018) dir. J. A. Bayona