#Forbidden Fruit for Andrew
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ask-andrew-larson · 6 months ago
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Curious Caterer: Forbidden Fruit
Premiering Friday, October 11, 9pm/8c on Hallmark Mystery.
Starring Nikki DeLoach and Andrew Walker.
Fifth film the series.
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lgbtqreads · 29 days ago
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Hi! I'm asking for a friend who's not on here (cw religion - if you post this publicly). She's preferably looking for adult recs but YA is okay too.
"I'm on a search for books with lesbian main characters who actually have some sort of positive relationship with faith (prefereably Catholic) but dealing with homophobia in Catholic settings and the knots you can tie yourself in being in the closet really resonate with me. Basically, I am looking for stories where the queer main character's relationship with mainstream religion is complex and challenging but not completely negative. Where religion is both a pain and a balm."
She's read The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School but I'm not sure what else.
Thanks!!
The first book I ever read like this was Georgia Peaches and Other Forbidden Fruit by Jaye Robin Brown and I thought it was an interesting handling; I would pass that along, though it’s YA. In Adult, and with the caveat that the religion is Judaism, I love A Shot in the Dark by Victoria Lee. (Definitely check cws first, especially re: drug use.) There’s a YA graphic novel coming up that I think is also specifically about this (and specifically Catholicism), though I haven’t read it yet - Hey, Mary! by Andrew Wheeler (text) and Rye Hickman (illustration). And also in YA, I loved At the End of Everything by Marieke Nijkamp, which has a few POVs, one of whom is dealing with exactly this as a nonbinary person (also Catholic). 
Another Adult I haven’t read yet but am pretty sure is this is Henry Henry by Allen Bratton, but I’m struggling to think of one that’s adult and has a female MC - I keep thinking of Emily Austin’s Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead, though the MC is an atheist in that one and it’s much more about mental health. The church very much plays a role, though, as that’s where she works, and might be an interesting addition to the reading list.
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mixvillainousandtcoaal · 22 days ago
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GRAVES OF EDEN AU
Gabriel watching Andrew, Julie and especially Ashley.
Gabriel smiling: “...”
Taura appears next to him, eating some strawberries: “Really, again?”
Gabriel gets scared: *GASP* "T-Taura you can’t sneak around like that-"
Taura: “You always do that, you know?”
Gabriel: “I don’t get it...”
Taura: “You stare at Ashley a lot”
Gabriel: “U-Uh, well...it’s my job to take care of you guys and-“
Taura: “You always feel happier when she’s around, you almost seem like a puppy.”
Gabriel: “Oh. It’s because we’re friends and friends should be happy when they’re around.”
Taura: “I know….”
Gabriel and Taura: "........"
Taura: “You know, they’ll never create a partner for her.”
Gabriel: “Taura…how horrible to say.”
Taura: “But it’s true, she’s not obedient like Julia and she doesn’t act like Andrew.”
Gabriel: “You’re not like them either…”
Taura: “I know, but unlike her, I don’t mind being alone. If I want to fall in love one day, I will, but Ashley…she can’t stand being alone.”
Gabriel: “……”
Taura: “But the funny thing is that you like the way she acts, no…you admire her.”
Gabriel blushing: “…I…”
Taura: “It was a good chat, take it.”
Taura hands him a strawberry: “Hasta luego ángel.”
Taura moves away from him and joins the group.
Ashley notices Gabriel’s presence and waves with a smile on her face.
Gabriel blushes so much that he crushes the strawberry with his own hands.
AFTER
The group finding a Pomegranate tree.
Taura: “*HUFF* that’s new.”
Andrew: "I've never seen anything like it..."
Julia: “I don’t think we should be here.”
Ashley: “I bet it tastes like—”
Gabriel: “NO.”
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Just to be clear, Taura wasn't making fun of Gabriel's crush or Ashley's loneliness, she just wanted to motivate Gabriel to take action instead of being the observer. Pretty much what she meant to say: "Stop standing there drooling and enjoy your winged stud."
Originally she was supposed to eat a pomegranate, but the creator of the AU said that this fruit was forbidden, so I changed it to a strawberry so that Taura wouldn't be expelled from Eden so soon.
But the symbolism of the fruit remains the same, since the strawberry represents "Love and Passion"
Fun fact: I put emphasis on Andrew's "Act" since Taura knows he's just pretending. Since she saw him doing something he shouldn't.
GOD, I wish there was a comic about this, but I don't have my TABLET!
Sorry for my English and writing, I'm not that good at it.
Gabriel belongs to @bipanicoverthegravessiblings
Graves of Eden AU belongs to @ultravioletqueen
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stellarislune · 9 months ago
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Andrew x Darling ; Rewind pt. 2
alternate universe where, two years after your failed confession towards andrew, you became his teacher assistant instead! 🤭
here's the link to part one! make sure to read it first.
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YOUR POV
Two weeks after that day.
Here you are at Professor Andrew's office.
It's a neat workspace with his table and swivel chair at the far right of the office. It's a new one, it seems. Probably bought not far from a month ago. How do you know? Because you’re a psychic.
You snort to yourself and then you shake your head, feeling silly for distracting yourself from what you’re doing.
Right now, you’re sorting suspended files stacked and stored on his set of cabinets and shelves lined up against the left of the room. According to him, he did not let Luca touch the files since he filed for a one year leave prior to his engagement with his boyfriend—now fiancé.
Based on his words, you quote, "With him and those files around, he won't be able to leave at all. He's far from the skittish, clumsy assistant that I knew of when he first started. He's passionate and hardworking. He's dedicated to finishing on time. He's quite the perfectionist, .. it's almost an obsession for him to perform at best. Ah— I'm rambling. Just make sure to file them per year. I bought face masks to avoid inhaling dust, it's on my first drawer on the table. Use it."
Luca probably will be reluctant to leave with work unfinished, you agree with him. So, with a mask on and a ton (you’re exaggerating) of folders and files, you began to sort each into their subjective years. A few of the files were former submissions from students throughout the years and let's say you have had a good time reading through a few funny and profound reads in between filing.
“The forbiddenness of a fruit..” You trail off, squinting. The handwriting on the paper has been smudged. You can barely make out what the rest of the sentence was. You pulled the paper closer to your eyes in hopes that, by doing so, you can see the words clearly.
“-even makes the taste of a lemon sweet’, is what it says.” A voice continues. “By Mokokoma Mokhonoana.”
The room is suddenly filled with static energy. One spark and it’ll catch fire. You hadn't realized that you were too absorbed into your work that he was right behind you already; snapping you back into reality.
Oh, no. No, no, no.
The room is on fire and you’re the only one seeing it burning.
You lifted my eyes at him in an attempt to steal a glance, and then you resigned yourself back to work.
You cleared your throat and greeted, "Good afternoon, Professor."
"Ever so polite like always, aren't you?" Andrew jests.
“Uhm, Yes..?" You reply, not sure what to say. "I'm, uh, done sorting the files from the first cabinet and it's all of the 2019 ones, Sir." Might as well give your work report instead. You hurriedly dropped the paper you were reading. While the passage was interesting like most of the submitted works, they are still not yours to mess with.
“I see.”
“Yeah.” Awkward.
"So much work done in so little time. I commend that. Here, take this."
Andrew reaches for his bag and retrieves a medium-sized can with a label named ‘Blended Brews’.
You turned to him and accepted it, seeing how it’ll be rude if you do reject it. It felt cold against your hand.
"—I was thinking of having it myself but I already picked up coffee from the main office. It's iced caramel macchiato. If you don't like it, just keep it there nonetheless. You might get thirsty." He adds, walking away to put his bag onto his desk. Stretching his arms before sitting down in his swivel chair.
You stare at the coffee he probably got from one of the vending machines for a while. Then, you responded, “Ah, y-yes. I’ll keep this for later.” You laugh sheepishly before setting it to your side. “Thank you, Sir.”
Silence follows.
If you remember correctly, he is a workaholic. Always in his office, never out, unless he has classes. While the usual professors may be glad to have their classes end, he always looks a tad bit sad whenever classes finish in your perspective.
You heave a sigh.
“You..”, Andrew began, making you glance at him. He clears his throat and continues,“-you don’t have to call me Sir or Professor, you know. We’re colleagues now, and you’re my assistant. That grants us both the privilege of calling each other by name, yes?”
That does make sense. Is it awkward for him perhaps to be called as such since you are no longer a student? Perhaps. Who knows? Another sigh follows.
“Very well,” you cleared your throat, "As you wish, Andrew.”
You did not know whether it was the way you said it but that garnered a hearty laugh from him. His eyes glistening as he shakes his head. His face is the epitome of amusement.
“With how you spoke, it almost catapults me back to the Medieval era,” His lips lifted a little to the side, forming a mischievous smile. “Are you gonna call me ‘My liege’ next, Listener?”
His gaze bore through yours, your eyes staring right into each other.
Your breath hitches.
Just like the first time your heart raced this fast. Being able to openly look at him without the fear of any other assumptions does something to you.
Andrew has always been beautiful in your eyes, and seeing him like this right now just hardens that thought in your head.
“I might?” You responded cheekily upon gathering yourself. “Or would you prefer ‘Your Royal Highness?’”
“That would be incongruent with how I am—I'd worry too much about taxes, security, and healthcare in my head, that I'll probably end up on the guillotine. Or—I'll be too strict that the commonfolk will initiate a coup against me.” Andrew chided.
“A royal advisor, then?” You grinned. You tried not to snort upon hearing the rather grim hypothesis that Andrew responded with.
“Hm, fitting. Did the option ‘troubadour’ never come to your mind?” (troubadours - lyric poet musicians who usually sing of courtly love in the 13th century). Andrew swings his chair to the left, the angle now facing towards you. He opens his mouth as if to continue further, but he closes it. Then, he says, “Nevermind. I'm interfering with your work now—”
“You'd make lovely pieces,” You interrupted as you sorted the last folders on your left. It contained nothing but old, unreadable papers so you’re keeping them for shredding later on. 
“Oh? And have you read any of my work for you to hypothesize such a statement?” His voice sounds.. intrigued. 
“You are a literature and history professor. Isn't that a natural assumption?”
“Touché.” Andrew chuckles, his eyes shining with interest. 
The atmosphere seemed lighter now. The worries you have running in your head are just melting like glaciers underneath the sun’s direct rays.
You thought working with Andrew might be too taxing for you. You fear disappointing him now, like how you feared disappointing him with mediocre submissions way, way back when he was your literature professor. 
However, thinking of it now..
It’s not so bad after all.
·˚ ༘��· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Watch out for part 3 SOON! 💖
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beeblelady · 9 months ago
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"The Forbiddenness Of A Fruit Makes Even The Taste Of A Lemon So Sweet."
Another Andrew Marston Aesthetic Board I made yesterday
Art by: @ysa-sensei
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haveyoureadthisqueerbook · 5 months ago
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Tash Hearts Tolstoy, Kathryn Ormsbee, ace
Transmogrify! 14 Fantastical Tales of Trans Magic, edited by g haron davis, trans and many other things
The Secret History, Donna Tart, mlm
Black Water Sister, Zen Cho, lesbian
Spell Bound F T Lukens, nb/m romance
In Deeper Waters, F T Lukens, mlm
So This is Ever After, F T Lukens, mlm
Hench, Natalie Zina Walschots, bi main character
Legends and Lattes, Travis Baldree, wlw
She Drives Me Crazy, Kelly Quindlen, wlw
The Atlas Six, Olivie Blake, idk everyone's bi
These Violent Delights, Micah Nemerever, mlm
The Ruthless Lady's Guide to Wizardry, C M Waggoner, wlw
The Girls I've Been, Tess Sharpe, wlw
Lycanthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses, Kristen O'Neal, bi main character
Between Perfect and Real, Ray Stoeve, trans main character
Kemosha of the Caribbean, Alex Wheatle, wlw
Tarnished are the Stars, Rosiee Thor, aro and wlw rep
Golden Boys, Phil Stamper, mlm
Vespertine, Margaret Rogerson, aroace
Malibu Rising, Taylor Jenkins Reid, lesbian part-main-character (one of four)
The Henna Wars, Adiba Jaigirdar, wlw
I'm Afraid of Men, Vivek Shraya, trans author (autobiographical)
The Gilded Wolves trilogy, Roshani Chokshi, mlm and poly rep
That Inevitable Victorian Thing, E K Johnston, wlw and intersex rep
Girls of Paper and Fire, Natasha Ngan, wlw
Daja's Book, Tamora Pierce, wlw
If We Were Villains, M L Rio, mlm
The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, Taylor Jenkins Reid, wlw
Ramona Blue, Julie Murphy, sapphic but questioning main character
The Fascinators, Andrew Eliopulos, mlm
An Absolutely Remarkable Thing, Hank Green, bi main character
On a Sunbeam, Tillie Walden, wlw
Wilder Girls, Rory Power, wlw
Georgia Peaches and Other Forbidden Fruit, Jaye Robin Brown, wlw
We Are Totally Normal, Naomi Kanakia, mlm and some unaddressed trans undertones
Like a Love Story, Abdi Nazemian, mlm
Pet, Akwaeke Emezi
The Girl of Hawthorn and Glass, Adan Jerreat-Poole, nb gay queer rep
Finding Home series, Hari Conner, mlm
The Sea in You, Jessi Sheron, wlw
Love Letters, Virginia Woolf and Vita Sackville-West, wlw
The Summer of Jordie Perez, Amy Spalding, wlw
I Was Born for This, Alice Oseman, trans, mlm, and unlabelled main characters
Radio Silence, Alice Oseman, demisexual and bi main characters
Ash, Malinda Lo, lesbians
Our Wives Under the Sea, Julia Armfield, trans and wlw main characters
Confessions of Frannie Langton, Sara Collins, wlw
A Taste of Gold and Iron, Alexandra Rowland, mlm
Even Though I Knew the End, C L Polk, wlw
Huntress, Malinda Lo, wlw
Hope that's better, sorry I missed the submissions form! I checked everything against your list so these are all new.
These are finally all queued! Thanks for your patience :)
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lurking-latinist · 1 year ago
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Time for another round of Andrew Marvell Is Weird About Plants!
"The Mower against Gardens"
Andrew Marvell
Luxurious man, to bring his vice in use, Did after him the world seduce, And from the fields the flowers and plants allure, Where nature was most plain and pure. He first enclosed within the gardens square A dead and standing pool of air, And a more luscious earth for them did knead, Which stupified them while it fed. The pink grew then as double as his mind; The nutriment did change the kind. With strange perfumes he did the roses taint, And flowers themselves were taught to paint. The tulip, white, did for complexion seek, And learned to interline its cheek: Its onion root they then so high did hold, That one was for a meadow sold. Another world was searched, through oceans new, To find the Marvel of Peru. And yet these rarities might be allowed To man, that sovereign thing and proud, Had he not dealt between the bark and tree, Forbidden mixtures there to see. No plant now knew the stock from which it came; He grafts upon the wild the tame: That th’ uncertain and adulterate fruit Might put the palate in dispute. His green seraglio has its eunuchs too, Lest any tyrant him outdo. And in the cherry he does nature vex, To procreate without a sex. ’Tis all enforced, the fountain and the grot, While the sweet fields do lie forgot: Where willing nature does to all dispense A wild and fragrant innocence: And fauns and fairies do the meadows till, More by their presence than their skill. Their statues, polished by some ancient hand, May to adorn the gardens stand: But howsoe’er the figures do excel, The gods themselves with us do dwell.
English gardens in the 17th century were often designed along complex geometric patterns, carefully laid out with different areas designated for different types of plants. (details and photos: https://www.english-heritage.org.uk/learn/story-of-england/stuarts/landscape/)
You may recognize the "Mower" character from other poems of Marvell's--I think I most recently posted "The Mower to the Glow-worms"?--anyway, here, he contrasts the natural with the unnatural/artificial both in horticulture and society. There's a certain deliberately jarring irony, I think, in the equation of what we may think of as productive agricultural technologies with social, economic, and sexual corruption and disruption. (Note the allusion to the then quite contemporary tulip bubble!) Does the poem come down against innovation? Or does it hint that the fantasized Golden Age--natural, innocent, productive yet virginal--is not quite possible, or at least does not contain the whole of human happiness? Convenient fountains and grafted fruit are kind of nice. Or is the price too high after all? (Or does even that formulation of the question reveal a capitalist, tulip-trading way of thinking that is incompatible with the Mower's way of life?) (Does Marvell agree with the Mower? Can we know?)
Like "The Garden," which I posted earlier in what appears to be becoming a series, this poem features a single human figure in a world of plants. In "The Garden," however, the main contrast was between the busy, ambitious world of humans and the quiet of the garden, which was framed as an Edenic and even pre-Eve state, full of almost erotic pleasures but without the pressure of passion. "The Mower against Gardens" addresses similar themes but reshuffles the metaphor, placing a divide within the botanical world between the cultivated garden and the natural fields.
Tune in next time I think of it for, oh, possibly "The Definition of Love"?
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29th May >> Mass Readings (USA)
Mary, Mother of the Church 
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Monday, Eight Week in Ordinary Time
(Liturgical Colour: White: A(1))
(There is no choice between ferial and memorial readings today, because all readings are proper to the memorial)
Either:
First Reading Genesis 3:9-15, 20 The mother of all the living.
After the man, Adam, had eaten of the tree, the LORD God called to the man and asked him, “Where are you?” He answered, “I heard you in the garden; but I was afraid, because I was naked, so I hid myself.” Then he asked, “Who told you that you were naked? You have eaten, then, from the tree of which I had forbidden you to eat!” The man replied, “The woman whom you put here with me– she gave me fruit from the tree, and so I ate it.” The LORD God then asked the woman, “Why did you do such a thing?” The woman answered, “The serpent tricked me into it, so I ate it.” Then the LORD God said to the serpent:
“Because you have done this, you shall be banned from all the animals and from all the wild creatures; On your belly shall you crawl, and dirt shall you eat all the days of your life. I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; He will strike at your head, while you strike at his heel.”
The man called his wife Eve, because she became the mother of all the living.
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Or:
First Reading Acts of the Apostles 1:12-14 All these devoted themselves with one accord to prayer together with Mary, the Mother of Jesus.
After Jesus had been taken up into heaven, the Apostles returned to Jerusalem from the mount called Olivet, which is near Jerusalem, a sabbath day’s journey away. When they entered the city they went to the upper room where they were staying, Peter and John and James and Andrew, Philip and Thomas, Bartholomew and Matthew, James son of Alphaeus, Simon the Zealot, and Judas son of James. All these devoted themselves with one accord to prayer, together with some women, and Mary the mother of Jesus, and his brothers.
The Word of the Lord
R/ Thanks be to God.
Responsorial Psalm Psalm 87:1b-3,5,6-7
R/ Glorious things are said of you, O city of God!
His foundation upon the holy mountains the LORD loves: The gates of Zion, more than any dwelling of Jacob.
R/ Glorious things are said of you, O city of God!
Glorious things are said of you, O city of God! Of Zion they shall say: “One and all were born in her; And he who has established her is the Most High LORD.”
R/ Glorious things are said of you, O city of God!
They shall note, when the peoples are enrolled: “This man was born there.” And all shall sing, in their festive dance: “My home is within you.”
R/ Glorious things are said of you, O city of God!
Gospel Acclamation
Alleluia, alleluia! Happy are you, holy Virgin Mary, and most worthy of all praise, for from you arose the sun of justice, Christ our God. Alleluia!
Gospel John 19:25-34 Behold, your son. Behold, your mother.
Standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary of Magdala. When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple there whom he loved he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son.” Then he said to the disciple, “Behold, your mother.” And from that hour the disciple took her into his home.
After this, aware that everything was now finished, in order that the Scripture might be fulfilled, Jesus said, “I thirst.” There was a vessel filled with common wine. So they put a sponge soaked in wine on a sprig of hyssop and put it up to his mouth. When Jesus had taken the wine, he said, “It is finished.” And bowing his head, he handed over the spirit.
Now since it was preparation day, in order that the bodies might not remain on the cross on the sabbath, for the sabbath day of that week was a solemn one, the Jews asked Pilate that their legs be broken and that they be taken down. So the soldiers came and broke the legs of the first and then of the other one who was crucified with Jesus. But when they came to Jesus and saw that he was already dead, they did not break his legs, but one soldier thrust his lance into his side, and immediately blood and water flowed out.
The Gospel of the Lord
R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.
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(70/75) The Mower against Gardens - Andrew Marvell
Luxurious man, to bring his vice in use,
Did after him the world seduce,
And from the fields the flowers and plants allure,
Where nature was most plain and pure.
He first enclosed within the gardens square
A dead and standing pool of air,
And a more luscious earth for them did knead,
Which stupified them while it fed.
The pink grew then as double as his mind;
The nutriment did change the kind.
With strange perfumes he did the roses taint,
And flowers themselves were taught to paint.
The tulip, white, did for complexion seek,
And learned to interline its cheek:
Its onion root they then so high did hold,
That one was for a meadow sold.
Another world was searched, through oceans new,
To find the Marvel of Peru.
And yet these rarities might be allowed
To man, that sovereign thing and proud,
Had he not dealt between the bark and tree,
Forbidden mixtures there to see.
No plant now knew the stock from which it came;
He grafts upon the wild the tame:
That th’ uncertain and adulterate fruit
Might put the palate in dispute.
His green seraglio has its eunuchs too,
Lest any tyrant him outdo.
And in the cherry he does nature vex,
To procreate without a sex.
’Tis all enforced, the fountain and the grot,
While the sweet fields do lie forgot:
Where willing nature does to all dispense
A wild and fragrant innocence:
And fauns and fairies do the meadows till,
More by their presence than their skill.
Their statues, polished by some ancient hand,
May to adorn the gardens stand:
But howsoe’er the figures do excel,
The gods themselves with us do dwell.
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nijjhar · 10 months ago
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Captions - John 12v20-33:- Jesus appreciated the Greek customers. Unless... John 12v20-33:- Jesus appreciated the Greek customers. Unless you bury your tribal "Ego", you cannot enter into the Royal Kingdom of God Above of the Sadhus. https://youtu.be/Gbrl71DZ2A8 Hello, I am Mr. R Nijjhar, a retired lecturer in Metallurgy. I am a scientist who had been not to a University or College to study the dead letters of the Old and the New Testaments and get drunk with the Old Wine desiring not the New. Let the dead bury their dead. The Gospel Truth is for the living in the holy spirit, which is “common sense” called “Surti” in Punjabi. I am a New Skin capable of holding the New Wine Brewed through logical reasoning called “Intuition” and you are taught by God Himself if you are totally “Impartial” like a little child. Holy Gospel of our SUPERNATURAL FATHER of our “souls” Elohim, Allah, ParBrahm, etc., delivered by the first Anointed Christ, which in Punjabi we call Satguru Jesus of the highest living God Elohim that dwells within His most beautiful living Temple of God created by the greatest artist demiurge potter, the lord of the Nature Yahweh, Brahma, Khudah, etc. and it is called Harmandir or “Emmanuel” if you are not “greedy” according to Saint John 12,20-33. Now there were some Greeks among those who had come up to worship at the feast. They came to Philip, who was from Bethsaida in Galilee, and asked him, "Sir with Great Honour, we would like to see Jesus." That is, all the Labourers, twice-born Talmidim, were so well trained in Preaching the Gospel that they didn’t know who is the Real Christ Jesus. Philip went and told Andrew; then Andrew and Philip went and told Jesus. Jesus answered them, "The hour has come for the Son of Man to be honoured and not glorified. We glorify our Supernatural Father Elohim, Allah, Parbrahm, etc. with Whose grace we are known to Christ Jesus. No Christ, the Innerman, in your own heart, you cannot know Christ Jesus. That is, Christ is known to the Christs and not the Christians of the forbidden Jewish Leaven, the Bible. Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat, tribal son of Man, falls to the ground, buries his tribal “Ego” and dies, turns into the Plant to bear the Fruit, it remains just a grain of wheat in “Ego” as the Jewish people were very proud of being the Chosen People or the sons of the Noble Abraham. Still, if it dies in “Ego” and living in the Holy Spirit, Saint as James, the Just was stressing that in God, there is neither a Jew or Gentile but all are equal Sons of Elohim, the Saint Melchizedek, a Sadhu that have no tribal identity. They are the “Mustard Seed”, that produces much fruit like the Anointed “Mustard Seed”, the Second Adam, Christ Jesus. Whoever loves his tribal life in “Ego”, loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world, becomes most humble by burying his tribal ego of the “seed” or becomes most humble in the holy spirit turning his other cheek will preserve it for eternal life or Resurrection as demonstrated by the poor Lazarus against the haughty rich man who lost his life or chances of earning the Resurrection. Whoever serves me by joining Hands with me on a Fellowship basis, must do the Will of my Father Elohim, Allah, Parbrahm, etc. and not follow me as the spiritually blind follow others as they follow the Antichrist Pope, and where I am in the Royal Kingdom of God that has a low for humble and Narrow for the solitary Gate, there also will my Brethren and NOT servant, corruption by the Messianic Jews, the Husbandmen of the Winepress, the Temple, the Thieves who jumped over the Wall of the Mammon-Free Church of God for the Royal Priests to ponder over His Word on a Fellowship Basis. Here is the corruption “served” by, be. The Father will honour whoever serves Him on the Round Table Fellowship with our Bridegroom Christ Jesus sitting among us and not me, a corruption." I am troubled now that mine own have rejected me. Yet what should I say? 'Father, save me from this hour'? But it was for this purpose that I came to this hour that someone appreciates what I do to Glorify my Father. Father, We, Your Sons, glorify your name." Then a voice came from heaven, "I have honoured my faithful Sons who have glorified Me and I will honour and not glorify, them again." The crowd there heard it and said it was thunder; but others said, "An Angel has spoken to Him." Jesus answered and said, "This Voice did not come for my sake but for yours who are keen to know my Father. Now, this Dark Age in which everyone is Taught by God and God takes account of everybody, is the time of judgment by God and not the crook Rabbis as they used to judge the people when, they were honest and not greedy, on this world; now the ruler of this world, the crook Rabbis and Brahmins will be driven out of the Way of God. And when I am lifted up from the earth, I will draw everyone to myself as the Bridegroom who will look after His Vigin Solitary Brides, the Saints." He said this indicating the kind of death that He, the “Royal King Of Righte
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Curious Caterer: Forbidden Fruit
Premiering Friday, October 11, on Hallmark Mystery.
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uselessdevice · 1 year ago
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FATHER CAMNIEL DEVINE.
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FACECLAIM: Andrew Scott. AGE: 6000+ (25-30 in human verses). GENDER: Male. OCCUPATION: Priest. SPECIES: Archangel. SEXUALITY: Pansexual. NATIONALITY: Irish. EYE COLOUR: Brown. HAIR: Short, black. HEIGHT: 5"8. SCARS: None. LANGUAGES: English / Gaelic / Welsh / Latin / Italian. ZODIAC: Libra, October 21st. SKILLS & HOBBIES: Invulnerability / Immortal / Can sense love in all forms / Reading / Charity work. MEDICAL: None.CONNECTIONS: None.
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BIOGRAPHY
Camniel is an Archangel, created during the building of the Universe and tasked to watch over God's creations on Earth. In the beginning, when Adam and Eve were ejected from the Garden of Eden for eating forbidden fruit, Camniel was sent to comfort them before they were left alone in the wilderness. He was also present to comfort Jesus before his crucifixion.
Camniel has spent a long time on Earth since then, mainly prayed to throughout human history by those seeking something. This has led to him being known as the ��angel of lost things’, most notably those who are seeking peace, God’s love, forgiveness, understanding and strength/courage during a time of conflict.
In order to feel close to God while working on Earth, Cam opted to become a part of the human priesthood, lecturing often on the topic of love. He’s always been drawn to it, able to sense all forms of love clearly but also eager to help others find it and nurture it. Dealing with humans over thousands of years has only made this more important to him, seeing it as his ongoing mission on Earth- and so far, has been unchallenged by God.
Spending so much time among humans had an effect on him, however, and in the late eighties Cam found himself falling for a member of his congregation. Knowing that relations between angels and humans were forbidden, he did his absolute best to keep a distance, but found that it was too difficult to quell the feelings he’d developed. He became involved in a brief but deeply loving romance before a disapproving visit from his fellow Archangels put an end to it.
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VERSES
Main Camniel, Archangel of Strength and Love, has been living on Earth since creation. Posing as a priest, he spreads God’s message about love as best he can- even though he hasn’t heard from God in a long time. Faithful to his mission and truly believing in the power of love, Camniel has grown to enjoy life on Earth, even though he tries to hold humans at arms length when it comes to relationships.
Human In this verse Father Cam Devine is an ordinary human priest who left his church in Ireland after some personal drama and started life over in London. He’s in his late 30’s.
Van Helsing Another human verse, Camniel is a priest who specializes in hunting vampires and demons, reporting back to the Holy Order in the depths of the Vatican.
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rainsmediaradio · 1 year ago
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Andrew Wommack Devotional 6th December 2023 – Where’s Your Focus.
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TOPIC: Where’s Your Focus. Matthew 27:4 ‘Saying, I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood. And they said, What is that to us? see thou to that.’ TEXT: MATHEW 27:4ANDREW WOMMACK MESSAGE FOR TODAYThese Jews, who had courted Judas’ favor to obtain his cooperation in arresting Jesus, cared nothing for Judas. They had simply used him. The devil’s crowd may flatter as long as they can use you, but you can be assured that when there is no longer anything in it for them, they will forsake you just as the chief priests did Judas.The serpent didn’t come to Eve in the garden threatening to bite her if she didn’t eat of the forbidden fruit. Instead, he came with deception, presenting himself as being concerned for her welfare. Satan’s greatest weapon is deceit.Just as a football player, a boxer, or military man’s success depends partly on how well he knows his opponent(s), so believers must not be ignorant of Satan’s devices. Jesus stripped Satan of all his authority (Mt. 28:18). The power that Satan uses against us now, is deception. Those who ascribe other powers to him have already fallen prey to one of his lies. The devil deceives us and uses our own power and authority against us. The thing that makes deception so deadly is that those who are deceived don’t know it. Once they realize they are deceived, they aren’t deceived any more.The best defense against the devil is to be so God-centered that you give no place to Satan. People who are very sensitive to the devil’s presence usually are so at the expense of being sensitive to the Lord’s presence. David said, ‘If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there’ (Ps. 139:8). Anytime Satan’s oppression is present, God’s presence is there too (Heb. 13:5). It’s just a matter of where our focus is. Focusing on the devil is a trick of the devil. Choose to focus on God. Read the full article
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