#Godly friendship

[libearyn]

Can Anybody Say Praise the Lord?

I pray that your love will overflow more and more, and that you will keep on growing in knowledge and understanding.  For I want you to understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives until the day of Christ’s return.          ~ Philippians 1:9-10 “The true beloveds of this world are in their lover’s eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape,…

[yeslordmyking]

Luke 5:18 — Today's Verse for Saturday, May 18, 2024

[colapopppart]

Theo!!!, :D my boy I was hella late to the suckening finales (aka busy rewatching pd and finishing riptide) but jesus christ Theo. My boy cannot die. I refuse to believe he died offscreen or was ghouled or turned be cause. It would make me sad :( in my heart he somehow defied all logic and escaped

This drawing is pretty boring and mostly just me figuring out how I want to draw his silly little face lol, but I liked it so I’m posting it anyway

erm ignore that I haven’t posted in like fully half a year lol

[cariiibaez]

[froggbones]

Made a bunch of friendship bracelets so folks can show off their godly parentage!

I’m selling these for $5 each on my Etsy.

Consider checking them out and supporting a small artist (and fellow Percy Jackson fan)!

My godly parent would be Athena btw lmao 🦉🎨

[j0nika]

is it just me who thinks......i wish madoka was special for some other reason besides homuras timelines.

I DO LOVVEE the idea of homura doing everything in her power to save madoka....but i was kind of hoping for madoka to genuinely just have something really special about her, even if it was as cliche as her kindness or purity or want to help others, i wanted that to sort of fuel her power.

im not gonna lie it was a little disappointing after her whole talk of "i have nothing special about me" for the thing that was ACTUALLY special about her not really have to do with why she is such a good person, only with homuras decisions.

AND YEAH homura did make those decisions BECAUSE of madokas kindness in a way, i just wish it directly applied to how she was one of the most powerful beings ever, and not because she was so focused on by homura.

I HOPE THAT MAKES SENSE also i love madoka magica no hate i think its perfect and amazing this is just a thought

[pacinglikeghosts]

fox Kat’s au moodboard — Percy Jackson au

happy birthday Percy Jackson! Here is a little au blurb that’s been eating at my brain (insp: @meanlesbianrobin )

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When Robin finally came to, her entire body ached and she felt like her head had been crushed between two massive boulders. To be frank, she felt like death, but if someone pulled her from the clutches at the very last moment.

Truthfully, and most bluntly, she felt like shit.

She took a moment to look around at her surroundings: soft light streaming in from gauzy curtains, rows of beds all around her, and kids her age (and younger, it seemed, some of the inhabitants looked like they couldn’t be more than eight years old) with bandaged arms or legs, or with medical kits in their hands. By all that she could gather through her migraine, Robin was in some kind of makeshift hospital.

Great.

“Oh, good, you’re awake,” greeted a guy around her own age with sandy hair grazing over his eyebrows and his chin, adjusting the bandages on Robin’s arm. It was then she finally got a good look at herself, and more importantly the myriad of bruises and scratches that covered her normally freckled skin. Well, not that the bruises weren’t out of the ordinary, she was incredibly clumsy, but these were massive, ugly bruises the color of mold. The guy gently placed a cup into Robin’s hand, the liquid gold and shimmering like apple cider.

“Where am I?” Robin croaked, her ribs aching as she spoke. Gently, she took a sip of the liquid, preparing herself for the warm, spicy taste of apple cider, but it didn’t. In fact, it tasted like Skittles, bubble gum, and somehow, her grandmother’s lasagna, though none of the flavors soured when put together.

The guy moved from Robin to the kid next to her, handing him a piece of what looked like fresh fudge. “The infirmary. We didn’t think you’d make it, honestly, you’ve been out for around three days after a hydra attack. Don’t drink too much of that, that should be good, anymore might hurt you,” he explained, watching Robin’s expression shift from pained to pure confusion. She gingerly put the glass down on the table next to her, the pain in her body fading almost instantaneously. “Will, can you—go get Mr. Clarke,” he instructed, his attention shifting to look at a boy around fifteen with a harsh dark bowl cut.

Robin’s brow furrowed, her mind drifting off slightly. Surely that Mr. Clarke wasn’t the same as her Mr. Clarke; her middle school science and Latin teacher with a love for all things dorky, including a replica of both the Death Star and Greek pottery.

Sure enough, though, it was in fact the very same Mr. Clark that walked in a few minutes later, who had exchanged his stiff button downs for a looser summer-y button down shirt, dotted with what Robin could only assume to be centaurs. Or she actually did have a concussion, and her vision was messing with her.

“Robin!” he grinned, his smile incredibly bright considering the atmosphere. “I see Jonathan has taken good care of you in your recovery. I’m glad to see you’re alright.”

Robin blinked. “Mr. Clarke? Where am I? I had the weirdest dream about a monster with, like, nine heads at my job and the whole display case of candy getting destroyed and then you were there and now I’m..here? But I don’t know where ‘here’ is and Keri’s going to be pissed at me for leaving the place a mess and ditching without even a call.”

“Well, lucky for you, that was most certainly not a dream,” Mr. Clarke began. “Or, unlucky, I suppose. That definitely happened, but thankfully you made it out of here alive, and even more so thankfully that I happened to be looking to see a movie. I got you back here safe and sound, and Jonathan here got you patched up. And as for where ‘here’ is…Robin Buckley, welcome to Camp Half Blood.”

[dorene78]

[bbqhooligan]

Do you guys wanna hear about how Kisara and Seto's story shaped up in the back of my mind after years of reading and thinking about them? First off I gotta say it's very loosely based on canon and I haven't revisited the material in a while, I know, great sign right? I'm just writing it down to revisit later, its my brain mud puddle I love playing in.

Anyway so I think Blue Eyes White Dragon was originally a god, of something along the lines of power, victory, protection, war and alike. And came to be humbled by other gods, or powers above, by having a human spirit made in for her, created and shaped in her image, the perfect worshipper of her, the most perfect human soul for her. You may imagine whatever reason for this rejection of this god, but to me it feels more like a plot of envy by invisible hands, she shines bright.

Now the distinction between God and Shadow Monster/Ka wouldn't be just strength, for example God Ra would be residing in another existence, the Afterlife, and restrained by rules that bind Gods, while Ka Ra, more like the blurry shadow of the real thing falling upon the wall, connected to the God, but nowhere nearly whole as its feet are rooted in another existence, is still magical but freer in interacting with the mortal world.

So The God we're talking about, unable to bear the distance with her mortal would go a whole different way. See, staying a God and having a Ka on the real world is unendurable, so she would have to change where her very essence is rooted, not in the Afterlife as a God, but in mortal world, a Mortal body is the vessel in which she is wholly contained, just to live on the world the same time the one she is bind to does, just for a chance to meet in their flesh one day.

So this is where things start to get insane because Set, made by gods or powers beyond to bring a God down on the mortal plane, has to have Ba that isn't anything ever witnessed before. This soul has to be enough to grasp the strings of fate and pull the God down, so jot that down.

Now a a power struggle orchestrated by gods could only end in tragedy, so that's how it ends. They share only a few moments but that was all the god could ever ask for, giving it all up just be born on some part of the world with close to no chance of meeting her fated mortal, its something to be cherished. And her Ka is strong enough to stay with the mortal for the rest of time, every time, his soul reincarnates, until they reunite in the Afterlife. Because the thing is from the very start her story is one of sacrifice, all for a mortal.

And the thing with the mortal is uhhh. Now you see, the mortal isn't very happy about the sacrifice stuff. He is a human with his human life and struggles and all but he is also made in the image of this god of power, this gods champion, and chosen. And uhh, it's dead. The god's dead. The god died in his arms. So he does what any champion of the god of victory, who hasn't existed as a god in forever, would do. Take all his battles to the grave, reborn again and again, and reincarnates to once again challenge his fate.

And in the year of 2000, he rises to global power as a teenager, and remakes his god in the modern world after all the other ones have been long forgotten. Blue Eyes White Dragon becomes synonymous with power and victory in the hands of Seto Kaiba, even after he loses the Blue Eyes doesn't, as the mascot of Kaiba Corp, the most iconic face of Duel Monsters, she enters every home as posters on the walls, on clothes, as miniature statues, and is remade by the sheer power of her mortal, coming full circle, almost granting her godhood again, if only she would take it.

(she would much rather exist a ghost with barely any power with her arms linked around her one and only than all the power in all the worlds)(and he can feel it)

[lizmargaret]

Finding Christian Friends, Forgiveness, Trusting God, & More | LizMargaret

[penningthoughts]

Wonderful way to choose who to connect with and who to stay connected with throughout the years.

Also a a good way to think which one we typically are in various relationships as well.

[yeslordmyking]

Proverbs 18:24 — Today's Verse for Sunday, October 15, 2023

[itsfarmerphil]

W7D1: Trust and Prepare to remember how good God has been.

As week 7 starts my trust in God is stronger than ever acknowledging Him and knowing that He is making my path straight in His perfect timing to provide for me and my family. I am trusting Him over my own understanding because He sees the beginning and end and has plans for me that are for good. So as today begins my thought is to spend some time today pulling together memories from my career and…

[cariiibaez]

Asking the Virgin Mary for her prayers is the most sweetest thing ever. She is loving, compassionate, and kind. She will pray for you no matter what. She loves us and she loves Jesus. All she wants us is to be close to Jesus.

[samg-love]

Humility in Correction

For you to arrive at the truth, you need to set aside the ego of your honesty/honest perspective & consider the other perspective To remove yourself from your mercy seat of judgement from which all but that which concurs to your view is wrong…it sure is daring & feels riskyBut isn’t the pursuit of truth like so?Isn’t it a call out from the assumed into the known?… and from the known into the…

[connabeth]

can we talk about percy uncovering luke’s true intentions and luke coming clean about wanting to recruit percy as a powerful ally and percy obviously refusing despite sympathizing with the cause because he’s just better than that leading to them dueling, with luke about to strike percy down when annabeth’s blade, the one luke gifted her, the same cursed blade that’ll reap his soul 3 years from now, sealed with the promise of family and new beginnings, knocking into backbiter in luke’s hands, and luke turning to stare at her with the most heartbroken, torn expression on his face and annabeth staring him down with more venom than any pit scorpion could’ve had.

can we talk about annabeth standing in the clearing watching the only man she loves, someone who made a promise to protect her and always have her back, someone she’s known for 5 years, looming over a boy she met mere weeks ago, someone who, despite a godly rivalry getting in the way of their initial friendship, fought for her and saved her and chose her over himself time and time again…can we talk about how the defiance in her gaze made it very clear to luke that the person he’s closest to would choose percy over him every time