#Hand and Stone Carmel

[daysignaturespa]

The Advantages of Hand and Stone Massage

Due to today's lifestyle, some people need help to set aside time to relax after a demanding day. Mounting family, financial, and career demands keep people constantly on the go, and their bodies and psyches suffer from each element.

Since hand and stone massage can relieve pain and release stress, it's a great way to unwind. Hand and Stone in Carmel has the following advantages:

Reduces Daily Tension and Anxiety

Stress and worry are natural to some extent. It is the motivating force that inspires people to take action. However, the disadvantage of stress is that it can persist in the body and appear in our emotions, behaviour, and physical health. Some people plan frequent spa visits to reduce tension and anxiety. When you get a massage, your brain releases pleasant hormones. These hormones help to reduce anxiety.

Improves Mobility and Flexibility

Immobility and inflexibility can reduce our range of motion, causing muscular and joint pain, poor posture, and unintended injuries. Hand and Stone Massage in Carmel benefits almost everyone since it reduces the incidence of accidents and chronic orthopaedic disorders. Ask your doctor for recommendations if you want to experience a hot stone massage at a spa near you.

Improves Immune System Development

For excellent reasons, some people mix holistic therapies with modern health care programs, such as hand and stone massage. Aside from the apparent advantages of contemporary medicine, massage treatment can provide similar medical benefits. It can naturally improve the immune system by increasing the activity of white blood cells in the body, helping to fight disease and lowering cortisol.

Relieve Symptoms of Addiction Recovery

Addiction recovery is a cognitively, physically, and emotionally taxing process for the sufferer. Their loved ones are also suffering. Some rehab centres combine pharmaceutically induced programs with Therapeutic Massage to treat their patients' withdrawal symptoms. Touch therapy helps alleviate joint and muscle discomfort, promote sleep, and enhance digestive function during withdrawals. It can also provide preventative detoxification at the start of recovery.

Conclusion

Due to their ability to reduce discomfort and release tension, the Hand and Stone in Carmel are excellent methods for unwinding. They relax stiff muscles and increase vitality to release stress from the body.

[awideplace]

Verses 36-42: Abigail came to Nabal, and behold, he was holding a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. And Nabal’s heart was merry within him, for he was very drunk. So she told him nothing at all until the morning light. In the morning, when the wine had gone out of Nabal, his wife told him these things, and his heart died within him, and he became as a stone. And about ten days later the LORD struck Nabal, and he died. When David heard that Nabal was dead, he said, “Blessed be the LORD who has avenged the insult I received at the hand of Nabal, and has kept back his servant from wrongdoing. The LORD has returned the evil of Nabal on his own head.” Then David sent and spoke to Abigail, to take her as his wife. When the servants of David came to Abigail at Carmel, they said to her, “David has sent us to you to take you to him as his wife.” And she rose and bowed with her face to the ground and said, “Behold, your handmaid is a servant to wash the feet of the servants of my lord.”And Abigail hurried and rose and mounted a donkey, and her five young women attended her. She followed the messengers of David and became his wife.

[hedgewitchgarden]

The so-called “wishing trees” at the Co Meath heritage site are in danger of collapse and the Tara Skryne Preservation group is now appealing to visitors to the Hill of Tara to stop suffocating the trees after one of the hawthorns fell recently.

Also called fairy trees, it has been a tradition to place strips of cotton to the trees in the hope of curing an ailment which would disappear as the cloth decayed.

But in recent years, visitors have been tying hundreds of items including nappies, plastic cards, bras and even handcuffs to the branches of the trees, which stand near the legendary Lia Fail stone.

Coins have also been hammered into the trees, causing fungal diseases to develop in its bark.

Although locals have made an effort to keep the trees stripped in clean-ups over the years, one of the hawthorns fell recently.

John Farrelly and Carmel Diviney of the Tara Skryne Preservation Group are now calling for immediate action before all six hawthorn trees are killed.

Mr Farrelly said: “These trees have been weakened considerably and now one of the root systems has been exposed which will end the tree’s life ultimately.

“The trees can’t carry all this junk which gets heavier in rain and people have been hammering coins and penetrating their protective layer, leaving them open to poisoning from fungal diseases.

“Another fairy tree on the hill is also in bad condition and we have to act now to save the others.

“These hawthorns are lone bushes which have survived growth in exposed areas. According to folklore, if a tree or bush was able to withstand the elements and grow unaided in these areas, there had to be some sort of magical force helping them.

“People believed that lone bushes were helped to grow by the fairies or other spiritual beings as a reminder that we are not alone on this earth - we are not the masters of everything.

“It would be a shame to see them die.”

John has taken slips from the trees and managed to grow saplings which he will nurture until they become strong enough to survive the elements and the animals.

However in the meantime, a call is being made to the Office of Public Works (OPW) and tour operators to keep the trees free of rubbish.

“Tying a small piece of bio-degradable rag is one thing but hammering coins into the truck is another,” said Carmel.

“We are also asking the Office of Public Works if they can help in the matter.

“Most tour guides and buses are on our side but you will see some tours actively tying stuff to the trees and to these we plead, Stop!”

The Hill of Tara attracts thousands of visitors each year to see the former seat of the High Kings of Ireland and it’s also said that the hand and head of fierce warrior Cuchulainn is buried near the site.

[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

12th June >> Mass Readings (USA)

Wednesday, Tenth Week in Ordinary Time 

(Liturgical Colour: Green. Year: B(II))

First Reading 1 Kings 18:20-39 Let it be known this day that you, Lord, are God.

Ahab sent to all the children of Israel and had the prophets assemble on Mount Carmel. Elijah appealed to all the people and said, “How long will you straddle the issue? If the LORD is God, follow him; if Baal, follow him.” The people, however, did not answer him. So Elijah said to the people, “I am the only surviving prophet of the LORD, and there are four hundred and fifty prophets of Baal. Give us two young bulls. Let them choose one, cut it into pieces, and place it on the wood, but start no fire. I shall prepare the other and place it on the wood, but shall start no fire. You shall call on your gods, and I will call on the LORD. The God who answers with fire is God.” All the people answered, “Agreed!” Elijah then said to the prophets of Baal, “Choose one young bull and prepare it first, for there are more of you. Call upon your gods, but do not start the fire.” Taking the young bull that was turned over to them, they prepared it and called on Baal from morning to noon, saying, “Answer us, Baal!” But there was no sound, and no one answering. And they hopped around the altar they had prepared. When it was noon, Elijah taunted them: “Call louder, for he is a god and may be meditating, or may have retired, or may be on a journey. Perhaps he is asleep and must be awakened.” They called out louder and slashed themselves with swords and spears, as was their custom, until blood gushed over them. Noon passed and they remained in a prophetic state until the time for offering sacrifice. But there was not a sound; no one answered, and no one was listening. Then Elijah said to all the people, “Come here to me.” When the people had done so, he repaired the altar of the LORD that had been destroyed. He took twelve stones, for the number of tribes of the sons of Jacob, to whom the LORD had said, “Your name shall be Israel.” He built an altar in honor of the LORD with the stones, and made a trench around the altar large enough for two measures of grain. When he had arranged the wood, he cut up the young bull and laid it on the wood. “Fill four jars with water,” he said, “and pour it over the burnt offering and over the wood.” “Do it again,” he said, and they did it again. “Do it a third time,” he said, and they did it a third time. The water flowed around the altar, and the trench was filled with the water. At the time for offering sacrifice, the prophet Elijah came forward and said, “LORD, God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, let it be known this day that you are God in Israel and that I am your servant and have done all these things by your command. Answer me, LORD! Answer me, that this people may know that you, LORD, are God and that you have brought them back to their senses.” The LORD’s fire came down and consumed the burnt offering, wood, stones, and dust, and it lapped up the water in the trench. Seeing this, all the people fell prostrate and said, “The LORD is God! The LORD is God!”

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 16:1b-2ab, 4, 5ab and 8, 11

R/ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge; I say to the LORD, “My Lord are you.”

R/ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

They multiply their sorrows who court other gods. Blood libations to them I will not pour out, nor will I take their names upon my lips.

R/ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

O LORD, my allotted portion and cup, you it is who hold fast my lot. I set the LORD ever before me; with him at my right hand I shall not be disturbed.

R/ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

You will show me the path to life, fullness of joys in your presence, the delights at your right hand forever.

R/ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

Gospel Acclamation Psalm 25:4b, 5a

Alleluia, alleluia. Teach me your paths, my God, and guide me in your truth. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Matthew 5:17-19 I have come not to abolish the law, but to fulfill it.

Jesus said to his disciples: “Do not think that I have come to abolish the law or the prophets. I have come not to abolish but to fulfill. Amen, I say to you, until heaven and earth pass away, not the smallest letter or the smallest part of a letter will pass from the law, until all things have taken place. Therefore, whoever breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do so will be called least in the Kingdom of heaven. But whoever obeys and teaches these commandments will be called greatest in the Kingdom of heaven.”

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[whatisoverthehorizon]

A Stroke of Luck: A rare 2,500-year-old marble disc, designed to protect ancient ships and ward off the evil eye, was discovered by a lifeguard diving at sea and handed over to the Israel Antiquities Authority. >> 🧿

A marble disc, dating to the 5th–4th centuries BCE, was found during a dive by lifeguard David Shalom at the Yavne-Yam archaeological site near Palmachim Beach. Yaakov Sharvit, Director of the Marine Archaeology Unit at the Israel Antiquities Authority, explains: “From drawings on pottery, mosaics, and ancient coins, as well as from historical sources from the 5th century BCE, we learn that this design was common on ships’ bows and served to protect against the evil eye and envy, aided navigation, and acted as a pair of eyes looking ahead and warning of danger. This decoration is still common today on modern ships in Portugal, Malta, Greece, and the far east.”

The large white marble disc, 20 cm diameter, is flat on one side and curved on the other, and it has a central cavity with traces of paint appearing as two circles around the center. It is identified as an eye motif, in Greek “ophtalmoi,” and such discs adorned the bows of ancient warships and merchant vessels. Lead or bronze nails attached the center of the disc to the ship’s hull.

Although this artifact was once common and one would expect to find many similar artifacts, it is, in fact, rare. So far, only four similar ancient items have been discovered in the Mediterranean: two from the wreck of an ancient merchant ship found at the Tektaş Burnu site off the western coast of Turkey, between the islands of Samos and Kios, dating to 440–425 BCE, and two on the Mediterranean coast of Israel—one from the Carmel Beach and the other, just discovered, on the Yavneh-Yam coast.

“Yavne-Yam was settled for the first time in the Middle Bronze Age,” Sharvit says, “and was settled down to the Middle Ages. Near the ancient mound, there is a natural sheltered anchorage protected by a rock promontory.”

In water surveys conducted by the Marine Archaeology Unit of the Israel Antiquities Authority since the 1980s, finds from shipwrecked ships testifying to extensive commercial activity at the site were discovered. These include anchors of various sizes and weights with one to three holes, fishing equipment, lead weights, and stone anchors. Items used on ships were also found, including a lead cooking oven, grinding stones, stone bowls, fishing tools (bronze fishhooks, lead fishing nets, and lead depth measurement weights), as well as storage jars, amphorae, bowls, and cooking pots dating back to the Late Bronze Age, Persian, Hellenistic, Roman, and Byzantine periods!

Sharvit explains: “Many of the pottery vessels were manufactured in the Levant or the eastern Mediterranean, but some were imported from distant Mediterranean countries.” The site revealed many Bronze Age finds, including dozens of gold items (earrings, beads, jewelry fragments, ingots, and jewelry industry waste), as well as a Syrian hematite seal. The finds were scattered in the area where 20 stone anchors, bronze arrowheads, tridents, and two figurines of the god Baal were discovered in the past. The archaeological finds indicate that the anchorage was in continuous use from the Late Bronze Age down to the medieval period.

Do you know what other talismans were used to ward off the evil eye? Share them with us!

Photography: Israel Antiquities Authority

Source: Facebook

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Uzziah Reigns in Judah

1 Then all the people of the land took Ozias, and he was sixteen years old, and they made him king in the room of his father Amasias. 2 He built Aelath, he recovered it to Juda, after the king slept with his fathers. 3 Ozias began to reign at the age of sixteen years, and he reigned fifty-two years in Jerusalem: and his mother's name was Jechelia of Jerusalem. 4 And he did that which was right in the sight of the Lord, according to all that Amasias his father did. 5 And he sought the Lord in the days of Zacharias, who understood the fear of the Lord; and in his days he sought the Lord, and the Lord prospered him.

6 And he went out and fought against the Philistines, and pulled down the walls of Geth, and the walls of Jabner, and the walls of Azotus, and he built cities near Azotus, and among the Philistines. 7 And the Lord strengthened him against the Philistines, and against the Arabians that dwelt on the rock, and against the Minaeans. 8 And the Minaeans gave gifts to Ozias; and his fame spread as far as the entering in of Egypt, for he strengthened himself exceedingly. 9 And Ozias built towers in Jerusalem, both at the gate of the corners, and at the valley gate, and at the corners and he fortified them. 10 And he built towers in the wilderness, and dug many wells, for he had many cattle in the low country and in the plain; and vinedressers in the mountain country and in Carmel: for he was a husbandman. 11 And Ozias had a host of warriors, and that went out orderly to war, and returned orderly in number; and their number was made by the hand of Jeiel the scribe, and Maasias the judge, by the hand of Ananias the king's deputy. 12 The whole number of the chiefs of families of the mighty men of war was two thousand six hundred; 13 and with them was a warrior force, three hundred thousand and seven thousand and five hundred: these waged war mightily to help the king against his enemies. 14 And Ozias prepared for them, even for all the host, shields, and spears, and helmets, and breastplates, and bows, and slings for stones. 15 And he made in Jerusalem machines invented by a wise contriver, to be upon the towers and upon the corners, to cast darts and great stones: and the fame of their preparation was heard at a distance; for he was wonderfully helped, till he was strong.

16 And when he was strong, his heart was lifted up to his destruction; and he transgressed against the Lord his God, and went into the temple of the Lord to turn incense on the altar of incense. 17 And there went in after him Azarias the priest, and with him eighty priests of the Lord, mighty men. 18 And they withstood Ozias the king, and said to him, It is not for thee, Ozias, to burn incense to the Lord, but only for the priests the sons of Aaron, who are consecrated to sacrifice: go forth of the sanctuary, for thou hast departed from the Lord; and this shall not be for glory to thee from the Lord god. 19 And Ozias was angry, and in his hand was the censer to burn incense in the temple: and when he was angry with the priests, then the leprosy rose up in his forehead before the priests in the house of the Lord, over the altar of incense. 20 And Azarias the chief priest, and the other priests, turned to look at him, and, behold, he was leprous in his forehead; and they got him hastily out thence, for he also hasted to go out, because the Lord had rebuked him. 21 And Ozias the king was a leper to the day of his death, and he dwelt as a leper in a separate house; for he was cut off from the house of the Lord: and Joathan his son was set over his kingdom, judging the people of the land.

22 And the rest of the acts of Ozias, the first and the last, are written by Jessias the prophet. 23 And Ozias slept with his fathers, and they buried him with his fathers in the field of the burial place of the kings, for they said, He is a leper; and Joatham his son reigned in his stead. — 2 Chronicles 26 | Brenton's Septuagint Translation (BST) Brenton Septuagint Translation of the Holy Bible, 1884. Cross References: Genesis 26:18; Leviticus 13:10; Leviticus 13:46; Deuteronomy 32:15; Judges 20:16; 2 Kings 15:2; 2 Kings 15:34; 2 Kings 16:6; 1 Chronicles 4:41; 1 Chronicles 6:10; 2 Chronicles 12:1; 2 Chronicles 17:11; 2 Chronicles 25:23; Isaiah 1:1; Isaiah 6:1; Isaiah 14:29; Isaiah 29:14; Daniel 1:17; Hebrews 5:4

[cripplingparanoia]

Vanilla Chai Latte: its more than that. :)

Flat White: both?

Cappuccino: joy!

Mocha: author, performer/artist, funeral home director/graveyard worker

Pumpkin Spice: yellow VW bug w Daisy rims

Jasmine Tea: id go to Japan, because I've been obsessed w it my whole life, before I even knew about anime I was trying to learn Japanese on rosetta stone & buying books on the culture.

Old English: if I'm gonna die, my bf, so we can be together. If not, my arch nemesis, so when I get saved I can leave her to die :)

Iced Chocolate: aside from my boyfriend, only fictional characters and women catch my attention, but currently I don't have a y girls I like, atleast not any I talk to or anything. One of my HS crushes added me on fb recently, but other than that, no, not really, aside from my ongoing crushes on characters, like Snape and Kylo Ren lol

Carmel Frappe: Sally Face and Minecraft

Iced Lemon Tea: Artist - XXXTENTACION & Joji, Band: Nirvana & MCR

Iced Cafe Mocha: hot chocolate or tea w honey & lemon, big warm fluffy weighted blanket, background noise TV show, reading a book in bed :)

Hot Chocolate: V E R Y

Carmel Macchiato: M bf :)

Green Tea: 5'2"

Earl Grey Tea: survival by ANY means, but especially surviving the kill self instinct 😭

Mint Tea: my favorite ways to relax are by reading, listening to music, watching movies and TV, watching YouTube and playing video games, and giving myself a spa day or a little treat :)

Vanilla Latte: ive never personally tried it but this made me think, why not combine the two, lol. that sounds fun to me

Iced Coffee: yes! The Farthest Away Mountain by Lynne Reid Banks

Italian Soda: we start the date at a little mom & pops cafe in Old Town, and take a walk down Main Street afterwards, stopping in a few little shops along the way. Afterwards, we head to the art museum. for lunch, we have a picnic outside by the sculptures, & then go back in for a little bit. we then go to the botanical gardens and finish our date at a nice restaurant. When he takes me home, he surprises me with flowers & deserts, & we eat them & watch a movie until we fall asleep.

Sparkling Water: In a sense, I have physical "types", but I usually only worry about physical attraction after everything else, and I'll probably find someone physically attractive by default if I like their personality. A big one is if they treat me with more respect than anyone else, whether that's a man or a woman, because I date to marry & I'm not spending my life being treated the same or less than a stranger, that's so damaging to my self esteem. But also, someone who is usually kind to others, unless they don't deserve it. Someone who not only loves but is good with animals and children. Someone who knows when and when not to raise their voice with me & in general. Someone who also wants to be married and have kids. There are probably more I can't think of,but I'm already taken anyway so 😂

Orange Juice: the question is, have I ever NOT? (a few times, but mostly no[now I have a Forever Valentine tho])

Rose Hip Tea: I actually love telling this story way too much. I was with this guy I met at v stock in the mall playing Pokemon cards in a league. We were on the 2nd floor of the v stock, & there were these big windows w large ledges by the bookshelves, & I was leaning over it, propping myself up on my hands, & he came up from behind me & grabbed my chin & kissed me, not like a long kiss but not a peck or anything either. It was so romantic & then I got a nosebleed like an anime girl 😭😭😭 I broke up with him like a week later for getting a haircut 😭

Herbal Tea: Something that smells like the beach or the ocean

Cafe Asks ☕️

Vanilla Chai Latte : Are you in love? Flat White : Coffee or Tea? Cappuccino : What’s your middle name? Mocha : Dream Job? Pumpkin Spice : Dream car? Jasmine Tea : If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Old English : You’re stranded on an island, who do you bring with you? Iced Chocolate : Do you have a crush on someone? Caramel Frappe : Favorite video game? Iced Lemon Tea : Favorite song/band? Iced Cafe Mocha : Favorite thing to do on rainy days? Hot Chocolate : Are you an affectionate person? Caramel Macchiato : You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take? Green Tea : How tall are you? Early Grey Tea : The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action? Mint Tea : How do you relax? Vanilla Latte : Board games or drinking games? Iced Coffee : Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book? Italian Soda : Describe your dream date Sparkling Water : Describe what qualities you look for in a person Orange Juice : Have you ever had a valentine? Rose Hip Tea : Describe your first kiss Herbal Tea : You’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy?

[vinceleemiller]

The Divine Diagnosis: Interpreting Life’s Events | 1 Samuel 25:36-44

Was it a divine event or only natural?

Welcome to the Daily Devo. I am Vince Miller.

In yesterday's devotional, we saw that Abigail's appeal to David works. But now she has to return home to the celebration and tell her husband what she did. Let's see how this plays out in 1 Samuel 25:36-44:

And Abigail came to Nabal, and behold, he was holding a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. And Nabal's heart was merry within him, for he was very drunk. So she told him nothing at all until the morning light. In the morning, when the wine had gone out of Nabal, his wife told him these things, and his heart died within him, and he became as a stone. And about ten days later the Lord struck Nabal, and he died.

When David heard that Nabal was dead, he said, "Blessed be the Lord who has avenged the insult I received at the hand of Nabal, and has kept back his servant from wrongdoing. The Lord has returned the evil of Nabal on his own head." Then David sent and spoke to Abigail, to take her as his wife. When the servants of David came to Abigail at Carmel, they said to her, "David has sent us to you to take you to him as his wife." And she rose and bowed with her face to the ground and said, "Behold, your handmaid is a servant to wash the feet of the servants of my lord." And Abigail hurried and rose and mounted a donkey, and her five young women attended her. She followed the messengers of David and became his wife.

David also took Ahinoam of Jezreel, and both of them became his wives. Saul had given Michal his daughter, David's wife, to Palti the son of Laish, who was of Gallim. — 1 Samuel 25:36-44

I think it is essential to see the comparison between Saul and Nabal today. They are comparable men—wealthy, entitled, and benefiting from David's protection equally. Both had their lives spared by David, both had females who married David, both women confided in David to help him avoid inevitable disasters, and both men died under God's judgment. The comparison is remarkable.

But the result is Nabal dies. In contemporary medical terms, it sounds like Nabal had an initial stroke and then fell into a coma and died of starvation. However, we cannot avoid David's divine diagnosis. When David hears about Nabal, he perceives a double divine blessing in this event. First, a blessing of vengeance by God for Nabal's insult. Second, Abigail's blessing of protection for holding him back from doing wrongful harm to Nabal.

This is intriguing because we often wonder about God's use of natural means to bring justice and blessing.

God often uses natural events as instruments of justice. For example, in Genesis 6-9, He brought justice to a corrupt world through the flood. Also, in Exodus 7-12, God sent plagues involving natural elements—frogs, hail, and darkness—to confront Pharaoh's defiance.

In the same way, God also uses natural events to grant blessings. For example, in Exodus 16, he provided manna to sustain his people in the wilderness. Then, in Deuteronomy 11, God promised rain for crops as a reward for obedience, using natural weather to nurture provisions for his people.

So, the question remains: Should we interpret Nabal's death as natural or divine? Did God do this? Or was this merely a natural circumstance?

And the answer to this question is "Yes!"

Like Nabal, we will all die. Death is God's judgment for all creation. What bothers us is the connection of death with God's divine providence. Are they connected? Should we see them as one and the same? David's answer is "Yes!"

Those of you who believe in Jesus see the connection here. This is because a spiritual reality is more real than the natural. Your redeemed mind sees the divine work in the natural, and there is great hope for you. While you face physical death, you escape eternal death to live forever with God. When you die, you will be raised into eternal life! This is because those who call on the Lord receive the promise of eternal life in heaven, thanks to Jesus Christ's victory over sin and death.

And for those who do not know this, you can enjoy this blessing right now by acknowledging Jesus as your Savior and Lord and choosing to live under his grace and blessings. I invite you today to trust in Jesus and choose life. We all will die as God has determined. But you can live now and forever with God. Surrender your life to Jesus right now. Acknowledge your sins, call on his mercy, and accept his gift of salvation—live now and into eternity with Jesus. Don't be foolish like Nabal, living and dying only to yourself, thus dying here and spending eternity in Hell. Death comes to us all. Choose life in Jesus and receive his blessings.

If you're ready to make this decision, you can acknowledge Jesus right now. Take this step by saying out loud, "I choose Jesus." And if you just declared that, pray this short prayer with me:

"Lord, I choose life. I recognize my need for You. I surrender my life to Your will, trusting in Jesus as my Savior. I want to live under Your grace and blessings. Amen."

If you made this decision today, write "I choose Jesus" below, and we will reach out to you with free resources to help you on your journey with Christ.

#DivineProvidence, #FaithAndLife, #ChooseJesus

Ask This:

How do you see God's hand in the natural events of your life?

What steps can you take to trust in God’s divine plan amidst difficult circumstances?

Do This:

Choose Jesus.

Pray This:

Lord, help me to recognize Your presence in both the natural and divine events of my life. Strengthen my faith as I choose to trust in Your perfect plan. Amen.

Play This:

I Choose Jesus.

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[libidomechanica]

Our dream

A rispetto sequence

                Our dream. Said it too fine tropes, and hell! Are scarcely was thy nose like one whose lives, other breathe a preciously. This convict lies. Teaching mouth with me.—Let it shouted at once comes or fruits of fresh Rose, and twice their first I was for few or none heard him and fear, At length of flame upon that by this soueraignty he gaine, cloth’d; how waited on; sigh’d, and accept the white-hot.

                Thou therefore to-night: by this thy temple warre. While the linkt a dead man walked before me: to woo: to what win, the non-elect to say that so oft had brought she laid below the plaining, dying, but she. In leave me, and breath.—Not to know pining day, rosebuds bent on the only, causing they be The owl, for sinners gave, and whisper’d, and elm have drawn breaks, in happen.

                In such brain is over dull shade. I wasn’t making thee is thy living that the links o’ gowd, her than one such a pure as the early youth, quick—and suppressed, to have circled till Christ! He did smart, and I thine own sweet smelling of cat or mouse, no, not even as your decay that passeth by; and come to tame, the miles are in that figure discharge you are always was.

                Treble that glow, but left hand because of them on the things in a little smoke occupies me. Sank supine beside the night, and her limbs of filthiness like two eyes bronze, and all thy teares I bleeding like Carmel, and doubts, and you fairest and drank him whom thou art all tree, a corpse! Keep fresh nuptial mirth? The work boots, chill soone ease, yet there is better self, longer friend!

                There ran a stream of passion is good, good Angela the op’ning gowan, wat wi’ dew, ne’er troubled the Duchess paine scuse giue? With the flying nymph pursuit of purple riot: then he spake, and in his lashless men who tramped the street, and all nigh expell’d she coming a good Angela was feel? Walls what cheeks our guardsman walke; with a huge empty of his heard, the Count you?

                Dear song of spite, against or faithless song. He have eaten. Said and abash’d were a garden gay, and, asleep alone Love’s death by force with thirst: for her, thereon as down like the barks, my spouse: I have been at least once from the rose that art in wi’ routh open things have seen they will commerce be a black, but our labor and you more short a spring. And a congregation.

                —The bonie lassie, dinna can, with downcast head. His legs swollen purple-lined palsy-twitched him— no pulses that no justly rout that the little her balmy side, we becoming Garden of old and quickly back? To bear yourselves in your souls to this noon. Thy two breast; and a voice; for sweet, in goodness, the humblest freedom by. A scientific fact: and bone away.

                On the mill: but God’s kindlier than one, and freeze, So, purpose; and his chosen it. I charge us? Forgot, we rot and clear to dust I wanna be your courteous mien turning in jest; and that concerns, misfortune. Yet now that endless eyelids stretch around, we spring. St. And wise man not a friend! She does compile; even the glow’d at words so blinded and span, and pine.

                Can it be right laugh instead, and twice their pride like a mist: they would any meane my wine has a darkling spokes. Man’s foremost thou then sitting each man’s force; but whereof of glass, nor those babes of wedding rich carcanet; or the year. I cried, The world again, my beloved put cross the lilies, drop scents the work boots. Up, a fountains call these stone jaw of a dog the palace.

                An acid-yellow her. At last, so let our painted countenance in the little linnet fond tones lay dense and must hold wolf, for a distant mortally to mine recall. I claps’d her ’tween their convict-clothes, like a zeppelin. Then The Sage behold, his wealth alchemy. That in one’s throw down, and turned the queen-priest thou art: o for few or none heard love. And looks of trifling?

                A famine where you must, fair and weepe; vouchsafe, of conuersation I have dismisse from the tiger-moth’s diurnal chemistries to pray; who laughed to pearly treasure. I wanna be your life, or stars. Witness be, for none heard it— the wilderness, whose left her babes of death all this is my dear souls in parade: the man not a white hiatus of her thinking the floor.

                But with raptured our was wrestled from work and soul failed fortify your dream, yet now we return, some with snow. To whom she empty place, for none hears nor side, all of tears; young; nae pure as a dead leaf, or as a Queen of old romance. Will come to think how to fix without a twinkling rose on St. Word: and the hills where the key to its prey. At which no soft-toned reply.

                ” But I was full of day, and Madeline, St. We brow and could make us feeling a tone of some with odour wineglass will for his death by the Crucifix was constructed wrong, as he, the rat; I know—and with crooked more: their love talked the cheek the doom assign’d. From silken Samarcand to-day, but, dear life is And whitewashed my three or foreheads felt him up.

                Deep as the great Voices and wind, that I see? Behind Salámán heard, twise said I for I am striving hour again a little, some coarse-mouthed Doctor gloats, that are evenings side? Said it be growing, ever perfect, ever raising or gloats, that did yours years. She knew though the late Anything blind the bed to tell me anymore. The bed to wand’ring she weak voice: cause?

                That royal people are two resplendid name in one might, and couple within thy locks of yourself, appear unveil’d, yet ne’er for our neighborhood may stay here, lo! What moved for her courtesie; I bow’d our babes of her loving knows no art, and human senses obiects be; Deale thou looked more, by poets, by paying to each product and influence horrible hammer-blows.

                My love, the breeze went o’er the more fang’d and virgins with pain, so arguing a herd-maid gay; who would injure thus they that made, t’ appeared again become, forget till the smell of a piece. Boats are all night to chide: will murder upon his gardener’s gloves by his desire is nowhere use had or must I do that was blight; lamia, regardless ice and murder me.

                That I passed from either with fetter’d still be spoke a while thronged street. Awake, O now your hands of those every sighs aplenty and stature it. Some kindest use a knife. And the virgins with so difficult, remember pears and watcher’s neck, with unripe cones each other as if by so soon made the bed to me. A rose-bud, young Porphyro! In nothing was dead woman.

                In trembling shut up, nor side, we have made the bed-side, seem like hangman close inquiry; from ours, where you grew upon his charmeth the sculptured stone to spy: her love, and the while, to benumbing you will come do it was the maiden eyes have a rain of sorrows in youth of stains high, and starlike, no seasons’ quality; nor did heard no human voice; the key to its prey?

                Wherein your soul tells him whom Christ’s snow: rather watchful, penetrant, saw them go scraping upon that repose; Thine are red, and on her lust of the deity to vex their head had already wither; thus to banish thee. And whom all to me, my heart burnes; I can’t stop, and defaced the shipping off to the lintel of thing, and lavender’d on Europe’s sagest head.

                And yet must never ship, but throned, in your head, and statue-like I see down into the field, the fools admire. Because there were away, and a mother’s breast, sae early morning. Applause or firebombs, or from careless as she heeded not at my head; the stars like thing blindness; and the bliss to banish that could the step aside: it slays the spring a whole summer heart.

                “And now this dazzling from the things of the fair. I keep us waking is held all the narrative that I was she standing in you what does not that day could shut, and the plants, trunks, foliage, roots, chill soone ease me to sleep, when proud full with upward eyes for me! Doctor said, Alas, poor but fetter’d and my breathe a prayer he saith, some perfumed the pebble, and hath beene.

                What would cause of her in dew limpid as spirits of blue who not dead from child of my life, leaves in it. Like Judaic ground: and the lines of living him as he did in huge vessels, wine come down, and threw warm than wolves, when he comes from every rarely. From vales deflowers: his blood; for there did beam, and thus, through desolate rock, in their artillery at the Silver by.

                We standing up there he stone to brief minutes crawled like pillars they first, thou art everywhere, this soueraignty he gave sweetly doth each nook and rumbled as the vine, as we prisoner had a visor of her heads felt her weal or woe. Yet for a moment to my verse, with strong, as he better after then to you, lawful anodyne; with a grace to receive close her face.

                Day of dark and ready with pain that tents that draweth on their cheek. Look! We bow’d fu’ low unto thee and every Law gave those were angry when she hobbled off with the crimson glory sat she replies, very prison our brand next into his own high roof, made the certaineth: he that are two predatory hawks, we will no other Road enters and doting her text.

                Innumerable, to be a wall, and play. Louder, confident in thee. And the clos’d a wonder while care of each others? Who is the ground, taking at the thou smooth-shaven, with eyelids clos’d the wheels round ball a work heroic touching passion: dust within the dead soul of holes: arsenic, surely she closet alone, lycius, perplex’d at his sight I never bleach.

                Coral is fair as thou believes till you love. And in self might use; such is Solomon’s. The cold philosophy? With the gold, althought of cord and rain. A bundle of the flock, and winter away the boulder. After all, unless rue. About the desire is better mind; it is the liuely foretold; and a sliding bright of a young lion plaid a cruelties.

                That due they seemed as though the man had killed heard, twise said she thou know me: thy breasts are looked so wood1 that an Eleventh to comfort me with grains of power to looked with Stella, since she replies, very night, nor hour again. Some with you were fully at they heaped the vine flourished from out my heart. We did not within those among the world of into my veil from the dead.

                In an aged crone save in warming upon the sky? I don’t know who looked to meet. And so entrance, hate, nor did my sight I saw the ear, will enter is as they be moving showers to that woman is but warld’s continues for your hairs, you in a pool of verse rests with my bare her. Between then forgoing silent music the sky? A bud again; or as sweet skill.

                When I was wonders by her own lute though, by my early in the best with heart sophist’s space, they would find my heavy Saturn laugh instead, and dates, and then then together. Piercing phrase like to all my heart from the summer long been so about Judas had a mother, a lord of thee; tho’ we passed from moats and haste, my head; two, I’m in a day have pleasured my friend.

                And the torches, wonder a vile physician of the avaricious moon, clear: whose among then from her Harp filling myrrh with no know that which love, my breasts. And hairs be wreak’d on Europe, Afric, and looketh toward toe, her wits to view and loss without afar, whatever heere I feel smiles, together, who is leaving at its tip gum, pungent, clear, betwixt two marbled plain!

                And the lurid flows, as my beloved; but, if vext I had not long-shanked men weep to hear, or seek him thy hurts in stormy day, and shine. Into a safe enough. Too much, or Paint must smart, and fill’d her fame on there enthrone, and wings, the will so farre mens eyes which precious moon, or like a young Jeany fair; she never and gourd; to see if they made the bed lay. Wait here.

                Having at they cannot pass protests to call the Gods, who were not, like wet silk stained of reticence with yours years there like two of the wind up the yellow! Yet her hair she notes each moment is on, to be a blessings crost; Close that from Syria, or antichambers, ready yourself be lessons new thou that thou art beat this? Do melt my cheek and eyes appear from Praise.

                In twilight silence on Scotland’s plain the blood and to and fro, ever perfectly-chisled cheeks of your name. Herself in her eyes shows that make a silent light blow more fang’d and wine upon his desk and saw and what the hill to whom alone: and breath of life, the secret smile: perfectly-chisled cheeks; and in his hair black Despair for the voice been to-day, but die you quite.

                And the silver. Whatever there: she sign to do the old and loose that hide the bough of cord and after they are snow be white, nor euer she fresh frown—that is not to pay for, and knave, till I give a smell that shall well in paid his finger is scared but a deceive and lime, and her vice contented not, like thee to the let him to the envious spoil thy adjuration.

                To bind him not: you are a love talke; how cloth. By her and Hermon, from the Heart. Go, happy rose, and servèd me where green figs, and ev’ry glen the growing, the honey and in either care of eight to my face, when he tribe of Reuben? Jackhammer says, O this, but health could merely forms of others throng. Be not soil win of garden, today, I for some say there thy proud heare.

                Well in amber, silken, hush’d, and only tears me, the wide world far beyond a mother’s light I a lessons new thou needs twenty I heard both near touch my honey on her altar of those sad echo did the field, though ne’er than the wa’; the lilac gives again. And to hate or else this veins; then I begin to go with strong, it haue wrought on from its ordinary place.

                The first and ringing a white; of wreathe a precious flames in wind and cause than her bring to dare, and be a blessing their herd increased, until it seem’d a horse will make known. Leaf and when men must reason goodness spent, and plum, and talk, and candle-light thee forth to me, the bed to melt as it his pipe, O my love—which them warm cloister’d in they stripped tight betwixt my beloved?

                Her graunt to myself the hungry, and from work they are your hands of Caiaphas. A story of the burden light bleed in shorn, which none knew that moved through the first she sleep; and saffron; calamus and kept, and by the heap of legends old. Iron pole, hard as Newcastle, his hanged thee from you hast that love among is nothing best of the fraud, the bed the bloody tyrant, Time?

                But when we shed for thy friends, those sad world of the filching full of brown tea—we held some when what cause with all that bare hills which heaven, his locks. That other one more waking comforting her breadth and flows, as your life, and insane distant loved; and studying flood is who builds her for her, a stump—stands shadow loses for there Cupid with the burnt, she look’d so dream, alas!

                And all come into the faint device but we were on the throat shall too precious prison of its earnest glancing grace for his fury tell, motion’d her hand through her wrath is most hie, with thou must reason is there, and I slept. An’ I maun guide it sweet pride. But babble. The language part of his sagacious flame or fan, velvet, or you, and sweetens our gaze, naked of it.

                With my woes I wrate; stella: now a confusion of the wine were alive. These did please, no, not this rhyme? Love is in the old beldame stark and sickness, we brow had no fruits of the rain. Out upon his spirit may not be soon his side the door, and said, and I own, and seas mine reasts: what is held the can explain called love no miracle.—That Time began to pray by thee.

                And curse not, beseech about it, of the hell am I now? If he bends to touch myself— but out of the flowers: then over the lass gang. By thee. There be, while fluent Greek a vowel’d under when she my place. But lets it soon grows, fairer than these walls, that small. For her, knows nor that ken me, do not at my foule stumbling in dumb orat’ries, we have seen me go.

                Wakes an swift dispatch in pursuit of shame on Death and sweet-seasons’ quality; nor did it too much liker that sucked the window and lose name is a doubting called heard the fruit the way, that Christ. Of a life is warm, unnerved angel mind. The moral a fresh-cut hair who for sacred train that’s my penny-fee, an’ few the great set about with happy speed, being power?

                Reason to go on living Despair for the kitchen light laugh’d and fitly set herself should add fresh frown—that purposeth; since on Scotland’s plain: my Love and them now for you to get from human fears numbered my thought, a life has fetter’d Well-a—well-a-day! And quickly make an indrawn break? Mine do over the street, jackhammer says, O this, deare, let her neglected light.

                To come: so, like the smell of words made moan from careless bride; for that the swore, she seem’d he never an end to spy: her than a hearse. Ye living comfort wring him here. For we did this hand up and seas of delight, we could embrace me sighs or fruits of her in deep so little linnet fond tones will make your life, then was Greece and Lycius, perplex’d she be faire ladies, praying.

                That pretense of mine arms akimbo and four- footed in my milk: eat, O friend, but finding- sheet of dirt, out of men I lived, boxes every green Thirst that sits upon the pale cheer, beautiful the sweet pride, my beloved. Thee my wine of his separate Hell. And saw, with spikenard and tell me so straight hole in that ye may man must from out His careless as she did beam.

                ” He answers will not like a thread on their arms. Or stature says: My children most sweetest officious eyes which wanton eyes from here the manners gave, because why such brain. Naked face in the gusty floors, that in the field, the million. And not much. And plays will attend his eased behind it on the heard, twise said? I claps’d her who is leaving and gay; but left hand;—St. Growing.

                The watch her courtesie; I bow’d fu’ low unto me did prove? Or freshness of his hide, wi’ twa whitewashed my heart of gold mighty woes I wrate; stellar, went o’er again. For grammer who bear; why warbling spi’de Ah, happy speed; at self; if the dewy sprawl, still, even in earnest words expression of pride, Thou, sun, art had brought him in a level of a demon, and aspire.

                A garden, today, I forget till day suits, but as thou wake the orator so farre mens eyes doubled that streets, and the merchance! By linkes of spiced daily fires of mine do overflow this wretched him night’s blue affrayed him with you all old vices, where the beside the world for some where green electron never watched to swell her the Sun. A tone of some men were frame?

                As if she went about Judas had or must be took covert nestling in her hollow hole gaped for all the world I left. Even as your vacuum clean leper in his love, till either set? Were t aught me in heaven, that Judas I have to St. Moon-faced my heard it soon faltering when not whether side, wretch! Amid the dusty drill but from elsewhere the bed lay.

                Within another other care na by; i’ll take off a lesson new hoe. And dinna sae uncivil be; gif ye hae ony luve forlorn, while he forth, and twirls. To the bosom wash’d from above thee, Porphyro! About think it some woe, I care I how few the sound overpowers to brings from me. And you, in black as ink only. She builds up such a seneschal?

                That written upon a herd-maid gay; but the shift, the melted, and held in me into the maiden garden, to be purer is this I swerve aside that Dervish-dances at a leap; on which all prince’s funeral, shining ray that had dates, in the moral a freshness of Christ’s eyes, with fear, that dwellers with banner over me was in the bell, and play. With others.

                We banged him out, scoop after to uncover- because thee. Will get my beloved unto me thy center in? But what I am drumming a famish’d mate taste of Bathrabbim: thy tempest-beaten, Joy lost, bliss to come; the lay! The approving spent, and the secret walls approaching passions of grape appeare; I saw the way when not walk my love, called themselves to Time.

                The dewy morning wounds and holes. And wonder, only one desire is not to kill. When the bed to me, the porch, that thee doth she been absent, but track me dead woman hath remain’d him with words—she tents. Of goats, that in one’s the fit to wall. To have scope, have kill the night climber for heave thy lieutenancie to think I should do the noble still he plank, and soon this noon.

                Her love when he feedeth among thee with such a place on Earthly; and my breasts: what the key to every one, the tree: the ungenerous. By her vice comes a gem! And shame and look on the morning Painter multiply herald came on whom my sonnet to your glass. He, for uninvite your house are flout the night giving Despair for the same to strike him lose my poore name.

                On a hue fierce three little wicked with thy hope, each the seem’d the tried, and bene vext, if vext I had date. She slept an azure vein wandering whence remain! No think how to sweet tremble a sort of the world of the voice been to me, Rise up, my lovers met, since there is not silence, O Joy, no longer flowing, ever about me to the miles as tragedy.

                As thy sweetest part, or gemmes impart, and bow and here is not one by one; my pretty follies flung in his heard me. Ah, how to the dream and for the soft adoring comfort or sees; rolled up and more awful rainbow once come lives, the first, the leaves Me, Heaven and round the nak’d since Julia, that went with merry shine age asks ease. That he was not the flock to repay.

                Til the gusty floor. Looking at the morning. Madman on another ankles go into the weak, and i’m always running like one! The braw lass made tuneable with both use a knife. A love away and more fang’d that moved like a year, the heart thou art as still small clouds odorous. And come to the morning life—he said—Oh Darling cheeks; and sent for yúsuf—she be fair.

                An’ has no open kept, and the tried, and back my night to win ye, O: may ill yet either if her the knave, till like the bonie lassie thocht na lang till it were one on an ancient mansions. The turn Romeo boots, bark, we are all night, standing upon the haunting myrrh and by the high couch he laughter! With rope of sheep that I speaks her hands knot under the sweet dreamer!

                Or do you think of. Till loveth: I held herds spontaneous as any shall come the key turns from the tomb for that loved with the ashes of a lifeless step I onward stray’d, my threescore queens, and jet: pensive as sheep that sweet to my scalp and drank—Young man, tall, extremes between, he maddest gambler throat may not back from the compassions howl Her face: inches from behind.

                Were my sister, my spikenard seeming wind. For whether ties by linkes of living low at first, for the holy rite for the rose orbs. It has lost with love, as love, jealous of Innsbruck cast a glory of the man in a suit of sheep when thus they are nothing them with its sweet, but tis an awful rich with you will be glad, too easily impression. And you skill.

                The liuely forms of man was it bleede. Now statuesque sedateness, or stalked no maner grow; but where the Brightens our pray, and although his swords and I never saw a man walked, and make the maggot born in and though but it on? Out upon me as from thee, O my love awaked, as the crust, only movement would find my honeycomb with charms could I seemed to die.

                From the clos’d-vp sense do lie, but by the hands and aye she did my ripe a judgment’s plains and howl, and ev’ry possessing their autumn mild; when the slower, to Do. I’ll ne’er forget till the pleasure; some herbs, waving she with his very Dust of goats, and only that made excuse— e’en the breath in arias of deadly stride of a construct me: I would arise—arise!

                But from whose look’d, thoughts are like a misery in fit magnificence. She walks in beautiful thing image I do the bed to and fearlessly—but what had I Heav’ns so oft has not dreamboat when a voice: cause why sullen springs his belly is as the day, and Giaours throw kerchiefs at a leap; on which this, Time’s fev’rous cheeks; and those companions high; such as fearful things.

                For the prelude soft; nor ride a Warder dared tomb. Beyond here is the only tears as she’s fretful, I have been a Signal out other limbs of filthy darkness, good Angela the other ties by linkes of small mistakable gaze at the westling the ungenerous. Heirlooms of outworn buried all complete a pair who for him. A hears nor clime there be said?

                Against there was was golden chain-droop’d lamp was one breathed pearls hang; the prove, for Man’s grace. Said it to high because it were the trees, voice shall I do. Or heau’ns courtesie; I bow’d our city and nothing at first, for all in prison-yard, and at once from this orphane place. With the day, cash for me, I will come too much, yet ’tis true, you say, forsooth, and the chaff with carved angel mind.

                And by and body marred. In no know when the heart in woe, dear bird, young hart: behold, that it should have gather; thus to ruminate, thin, stick a groan, more press’d up for the slept, say: I mean to wooing music, sole-thought vndertaken by teeth clamping thus, o pious in her e’e; I saw flowers wit. That am glad Lycius, said that chill sooner said, the Lustre was sixty!

                Looking our dear life, climbing the while she is good, the leave there we lay: and spices! The purple, that air how country ants to grievous torment would thee. Told and the midst they had killed with curious care: we knelt for him, but I never quit your hair is the king simple, two people should rob the same: new needles on the cool flesh and Doom: the old saving pining whose orbs.

                Fair is that gray hair, the holy look we like a virgins her face. Wind washing, wherewith hardly knowledge I do hold watery man that soueraigned, and his Prime of splendent suns, we swiftly escape as Nature list’ning day, or gemmes impart, or glutton be, that piece of the misery in my mind—that mansion from staring wave! Moved like pious pleas’d amain.

                Are fairest among birds twitter, so young and do I, then with a friend, but, pale yellow her well to light within thy fingers will not go seek, but hurried age; where were of the unblessed spot will still we done a great very mud cried, gave of other with due respect, and a broken box that which no soft and let there’s joy into God I never miss’d. Little heart.

                To happy country lad is my silver: and in my madness might speaks in the devil sprite this wings in disarray: that was the summer heads the world, but by the great or little smoke, in which dost so charge you, lawful maiden should look’d on her very careless Lycius! And there’s that cometh up from wall is well to his hands dropping soul, there he gaz’d: his but who, ah!

                My should brooke of Aganippe well, by oft predict that ye stir not under these secret smile. In good faith, some knotty problem scrunched like phantasies. Not an Inch of every one barren amongst the wilderness amends to spare, that held our city and saw, with faery land, I see the laws of your soft blood; for we did not back to you, or a strangle with the valleys.

                Which when the middle o’ my care? None but when weep an’ kye thrice to see; her love to entangle, trammels free; so, when Night ivory-headed tears frozen car seats, expulsions into starbursts by the honeycomb with eyes are curled; at self might never a hole. And now doth proudly make us feel? When not under they seem most I striving, alert. His art can takes his woe.

                Three, fifteen, forty step by steps walk’d in vain; all the brilliant, where the braw lass that made her love to grieved be, that ye stir not under; sweet, inspiration. In a thought the bitter look, and honours like one! The fraud, the stream of the iron porch, windchime wasn’t made no sign, forty feeding lime was tinkling round their luckless round that wad been absence, said that art not to kill.

                Take made purple through the sleep, and you plead you belied, bear twins. But why have shots I wanna be the braw lass made a cunning wind! The ocean gain to vex their churchmen fair! Us by surprise. Though, as though his veins.—The bones, bones dumb— we stane, the lass gang. Ask not this? Her who came thou art go with my chambers he there, the whole charm is fled, in a queer sorrow and ask thus.

                Our nerve-twitch’d, with aged man—at least, the pirouettes of living wall is strongest; the holy hand! Which other one maybe withers with desires I cried out the fields of the Heav’n is much better is, the time of cord and bright is the stems branch’d one that bed; she neither who still the chang’d to cinders are in the hoarse smut of heaven above only, causing if love.

                My grieved to and lime, where grazing, their punish thou art fair, my love, were my Stella, whose or white. That went the world, in the day I die, as your healthy lustre was swaying with interwove with any pleasing sow’d the pain, and perhaps, with banner of David builded for his own bud buried me that cheek, and all the dewy morning. With nimble feet for a magnet.

                The Chaplain’s one so, then two planted quick patter hours, wheresoever, every ill of life is warrior-guests would dry as a precision hooves. She can reach that in vain; all the excitement to me. Then Desire Zulaikha built a Chamber with other still storm from every stone; where thy turns, and the tear fall; she put on convict lies in woe, plods dully on the name.

                Scream. Together, we are two young man, she must have not—to make of the age asks ease. If he bends to speak, kneel, touch is muffled, in chimney nook.—Look at the roes, and down she hurriedly the mark—and if thou art as stiff as been dead, the smile; and am like apples: for my beloved, yea, he is gone, foul dream! A scientific animals; and in the sage, let speak.

                His eye plunged down, sir. Beholding at your shoes is that is none that is not: you are all nigh expell’d the miles when one might shall never yet have pulse, or will notes were dead, long years! She snatch’d the gold, and morbid eye, and in this plan and than the poppied warmth and thy sights cannot speaks in thumb and fragrant boddice; by degrees from work to pray whom we call’d hairs—Alas me!

                Going by, “behold, heart, Love’s great bases form. In her poor but from elsewhere upon too little hear heart was stung, perverse, bound favoured that made tuneable withered garlanded with strong she saw me more be said? Black doth raine; while his distractions, fears. For oak and starlight lumps of the Soul till the tender-person shout a twinkling, blue sky above thereon with bars there!

                Like a peace, or something she wilderness amends the early treasure—the harsh penance only bloom! Hark! By linkes of winter is scared but aye she wounded deer, o’er craggy mountains, skipping into something blueness, richest in marble shaft struck me dead was Hope. Some love is barren still, nor Britain’s heard thing, as she said: The end of an old worship all use a knife.

                And insane distress’ eyes with midnight have no more. Blossom of the hills. Return, that courteous appeared understood, hid from its heart, my Julia, I bring to the voice, and louder, confounded my heart of war with the swamp. Rolled up that made the nipple learnd loud that mainly set. Philosopher had felt her who came to i, that love were thy little heart, nothing can break.

                Whether men; while Porphyro will not here, my beloved is my breaks, in white man in our bridal he shots I wanna be your life is than spurring coldly. With open the lay, when I saw the pomegranate with loss with number of bright is the powerful waves rolling myrrh and smaller. Shafts: there is only her aching banquet-room shone, mice-scaled, and vermeil dyed?

                Without a twinkling, but dare loved, and women in the dead men whose look’d on her and relish tears prevailing; it took on their mates, in search with reverential fuel, making a line—the midnight in leaves Me, Heaven find: but for every word may strake the throat in yon brilliant, when she slept. Let speake doth lap, nay lets, and labyrinth hair, too soon things was an army blanket.

                Why do ye fall so numbing round, save to depart; alas, who, like apollo’s prest, why should redress his through which none a night. Golden Anclets to keep dancing, sweetest part, or gluttoning on to come; the mavis sang, and fears and passion,—my humility He follow’d by my early-rising din past time will rung; nae artfu’ wiles that ere they have warmth of weaning.

                It is not when their busy fear. Gone to his hands of impotent despaire hath beene. Innumerable, against my degrees from her Hair would merely company of his hands our blest— and brassy air we were angry when he crouched, in such a step seemed to meet at all in vain! And Wordsworth nor outward honour. That everything, we are maiden fain would put in dying.

                Kissing a while: Ah! The blabbing stars like one of the beryl: his lips are snow be white have eaten my three more awful maiden’s charm is fled, in a’ its crimson stars. Before each man kills throat shall let they were one of us wish would appeal: more, plainly so, he laid below my head, naked face is penned, whose lessons new thou smooth-sculptured counting fate, be kind to speak.

                Responsive, and our babes do blow endless man! How else of view and yet men are fair moon-white and each other silence led me where not the hideous she. When I tell her, that tents that the curtains high a Bough, as the bed to lie; he barks, with the age asks ease, ye must not to have loves slim shadows and infest within thy face is given the prison walls sudden shut?

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Morning and Evening with A.W. Tozer Devotional: August 5th

Tozer in the Morning True Love

Among the innocent victims of this effete and degenerate age, there is none so pure and so beautiful as love.

Next to the word God with its various forms, there is no word so fair in all the language. Yet it may be said without qualification that this beautiful word has so suffered in the house of its friends as now to be scarcely recognizable. For the great mass of mankind, love has lost its divine meaning. The novelist, the playwright, the psychoanalyst, the writer of popular love songs, have abused this fair being too long. For filthy lucre, they have dragged her through the sewers of the human mind until she appears to the world as no more than a blowzy and bloated strumpet for whom no one any longer has the least trace of respect, the mention of whose name brings no more than a wink or an embarrassed simper. By losing the divine content from the concept of love, modern man now has remaining only what we might expect--a brazen-faced dowd whom he courts at all hours of the day and night with songs that should make a chimpanzee blush.

Tozer in the Evening In the Pursuit of God - Preface

In this hour of all-but-universal darkness one cheering gleam appears: within the fold of conservative Christianity there are to be found increasing numbers of persons whose religious lives are marked by a growing hunger after God Himself. They are eager for spiritual realities and will not be put off with words, nor will they be content with correct `interpretations' of truth. They are athirst for God, and they will not be satisfied till they have drunk deep at the Fountain of Living Water. This is the only real harbinger of revival which I have been able to detect anywhere on the religious horizon. It may be the cloud the size of a man's hand for which a few saints here and there have been looking. It can result in a resurrection of life for many souls and a recapture of that radiant wonder which should accompany faith in Christ, that wonder which has all but fled the Church of God in our day. But this hunger must be recognized by our religious leaders.

Current evangelicalism has (to change the figure) laid the altar and divided the sacrifice into parts, but now seems satisfied to count the stones and rearrange the pieces with never a care that there is not a sign of fire upon the top of lofty Carmel. [See 1 Kings 18 for the allusions.-ccp] But God be thanked that there are a few who care. They are those who, while they love the altar and delight in the sacrifice, are yet unable to reconcile themselves to the continued absence of fire. They desire God above all. They are athirst to taste for themselves the `piercing sweetness' of the love of Christ about Whom all the holy prophets did write and the psalmists did sing.

There is today no lack of Bible teachers to set forth correctly the principles of the doctrines of Christ, but too many of these seem satisfied to teach the fundamentals oft he faith year after year, strangely unaware that there is in their ministry no manifest Presence, nor anything unusual in their personal lives. They minister constantly to believers who feel within their breasts a longing which their teaching simply does not satisfy. I trust I speak in charity, but the lack in our pulpits is real. Milton's terrible sentence applies to our day as accurately as it did to his: `The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed.'

It is a solemn thing, and no small scandal in the Kingdom, to see God's children starving while actually seated at the Father's table. The truth of Wesley's words is established before our eyes: `Orthodoxy, or right opinion, is, at best, a very slender part of religion. Though right tempers cannot subsist without right opinions,yet right opinions may subsist without right tempers. There may be a right opinion of God without either love or one right temper toward Him. Satan is proof of this.'

Thanks to our splendid Bible societies and to other effective agencies for the dissemination of the Word, there are today many millions of people who hold right opinions,' probably more than ever before in the history of the Church.Yet I wonder if there was ever a time when true spiritual worship was ever a time when true spiritual worship was at a lower ebb. To great sections of the Church the art of worship has been lost entirely, and in its place has come that strange and foreign thing called theprogram.' This word has been borrowed from the stage and applied with sad wisdom to the type of public service which now passes for worship among us.

Sound Bible exposition is an imperative must in the Church of the living God. Without it no church can be a New Testament church in any strict meaning of that term. But exposition may be carried on in such way as to leave the hearers devoid of any true spiritual nourishment whatever. For it is not mere words that nourish the soul, but God Himself, and unless and until the hearers find God in personal experience, they are not the better for having heard the truth. The Bible is not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying knowledge of God, that they may enter into Him, that they may delight in His Presence, may taste and know the inner sweetness of the very God Himself in the core and center of their hearts.

This book is a modest attempt to aid God's hungry children so to find Him. Nothing here is new except in the sense that it is a discovery which my own heart has made of spiritual realities most delightful and wonderful to me. Others before me have gone much farther into these holy mysteries than I have done, but if my fire is not large it is yet real, and there may be those who can light their candle at its flame.

A. W. Tozer Chicago, Ill. June 16,1948.

Copyright Statement This material is considered in the public domain.

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Wednesday of the Tenth week in Ordinary Time

Readings of Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Reading 1

1 KGS18:20-39

Ahab sent to all the children of Israel and had the prophets assemble on Mount Carmel. Elijah appealed to all the people and said, "How long will you straddle the issue? If the LORD is God, follow him; if Baal, follow him." The people, however, did not answer him. So Elijah said to the people, "I am the only surviving prophet of the LORD, and there are four hundred and fifty prophets of Baal. Give us two young bulls. Let them choose one, cut it into pieces, and place it on the wood, but start no fire. I shall prepare the other and place it on the wood, but shall start no fire. You shall call on your gods, and I will call on the LORD. The God who answers with fire is God." All the people answered, "Agreed!" Elijah then said to the prophets of Baal, "Choose one young bull and prepare it first, for there are more of you. Call upon your gods, but do not start the fire." Taking the young bull that was turned over to them, they prepared it and called on Baal from morning to noon, saying, "Answer us, Baal!" But there was no sound, and no one answering. And they hopped around the altar they had prepared. When it was noon, Elijah taunted them: "Call louder, for he is a god and may be meditating, or may have retired, or may be on a journey. Perhaps he is asleep and must be awakened." They called out louder and slashed themselves with swords and spears, as was their custom, until blood gushed over them. Noon passed and they remained in a prophetic state until the time for offering sacrifice. But there was not a sound; no one answered, and no one was listening. Then Elijah said to all the people, "Come here to me." When the people had done so, he repaired the altar of the LORD that had been destroyed. He took twelve stones, for the number of tribes of the sons of Jacob, to whom the LORD had said, "Your name shall be Israel." He built an altar in honor of the LORD with the stones, and made a trench around the altar large enough for two measures of grain. When he had arranged the wood, he cut up the young bull and laid it on the wood. "Fill four jars with water," he said, "and pour it over the burnt offering and over the wood." "Do it again," he said, and they did it again. "Do it a third time," he said, and they did it a third time. The water flowed around the altar, and the trench was filled with the water. At the time for offering sacrifice, the prophet Elijah came forward and said, "LORD, God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, let it be known this day that you are God in Israel and that I am your servant and have done all these things by your command. Answer me, LORD! Answer me, that this people may know that you, LORD, are God and that you have brought them back to their senses." The LORD's fire came down and consumed the burnt offering, wood, stones, and dust, and it lapped up the water in the trench. Seeing this, all the people fell prostrate and said, "The LORD is God! The LORD is God!"

Responsorial Psalm

PS 16:1B-2AB, 4, 5AB AND 8, 11

R./ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

Keep me, O God, for in you I take refuge; I say to the LORD, "My Lord are you." R./ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

They multiply their sorrows who court other gods. Blood libations to them I will not pour out, nor will I take their names upon my lips. R./ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

O LORD, my allotted portion and cup, you it is who hold fast my lot. I set the LORD ever before me; with him at my right hand I shall not be disturbed. R./ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

You will show me the path to life, fullness of joys in your presence, the delights at your right hand forever. R./ Keep me safe, O God; you are my hope.

Gospel

MT 5:17-19

Jesus said to his disciples: "Do not think that I have come to abolish the law or the prophets. I have come not to abolish but to fulfill. Amen, I say to you, until heaven and earth pass away, not the smallest letter or the smallest part of a letter will pass from the law, until all things have taken place. Therefore, whoever breaks one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do so will be called least in the Kingdom of heaven. But whoever obeys and teaches these commandments will be called greatest in the Kingdom of heaven."

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Godless Star chapter two: in between

master list

summary: lance wakes up and makes a place for himself on the ship, then gets kidnaped again.

note: my Spanish is rancid and i used google translate, the key is at the end of the fic

warnings: domestic violence, panic attack, puking, kidnaping, torture (they are trying), general angst,

Screaming from neighbors was a common occurrence for many people but when your neighbors are relatives it gets everyone curious, if not worried. But all three occupants are happy, loving, and healthy. When asked Marco would always dismiss it or blame himself for the arguments. 

The entire family was gathered for a dinner under a clear night sky. Marco, Olivia and baby Isabel were there with the rest of the family for once. 

Olivia was from Maine and only heard about Cuba in history class before she met Marco on a trip to Florida, she loved explaining what she knew of Cuba’s history to the family, like they didn’t know their own history despite the older generations actually living through the events. 

“Oh, Marco, mijo, Cómo estás?” Mrs. McClain asked with worry etched on her face like carved stone. Grabbing Marco’s arms and face to check him over. 

“lo estoy haciendo bien, ma” Marco said fondly, taking his arms from her hands. Olivia hadn’t liked that giving a hard glare. 

“Maria why are you fussing over my husband like I abuse him?” Olivia asked with a pointed look. Mumbles of “oh brother” “here we go again” and the occasional “can we have one family meal without this?” 

“It’s not like women can even abuse men, and if he ever tried I would come at him with my frying pan.” Ending her statement with a smirk, with that she walked away. 

“Esa demonio mujer” muttered Luis, his wife Lisa gave him a half-assed glare for that. Little Isabel waddled Over to her papa and made grabby hands trying to say “arriba” and those around her coo’d, the tension forgotten. 

Dinner proceeded as normal, the kids taking to long to sit down and being threatened with cold food, prayer being interrupted for many reasons, to finally passing food around the giant table. Lance was sat between Rachel and Marco who had baby Isabel on Marcos other side. Halfway through the meal Marco stopped eating. That wasn’t normal. 

Lance looked around to see if anyone was listening or looking in his general direction, no one was. Lance was trying to figure out how to say what he wanted to say without sounding like a lunatic. I can’t just say the buzzing in my hand when I hug you isn’t like the buzzing it was when I hugged you two days from yesterday! Lance was really confused on how to approach this topic with his brother. 

Marco realized Lance wanted to ask him something, but it was funny to just watch his facial expressions as he tried to ask. 

“What’s up little man? You seem worried.” Marco asked in a quiet voice, he noticed how Lance looked around before trying to ask so he kept quiet. Lances royal blue eyes shot up to meet his own Carmel brown. 

“Your not okay and I don’t know how to show I know, because what I want to say is loco. I think you should got to the hop- hosp- gah el, los enfermos sitio. ” Lance’s voice wavered at the end, but he got his point across. 

“Well, I don’t think you are crazy, but I know you know things without a reason so can you explain?” Marco silenced Lance’s worries and asked what he was dying to know. 

The McClain family noticed Lance’s gift from a young age, with predicting of things from what happens the next day like weather to events years in the future. Getting a one on one prediction was either a blessing or a warning. Based of the need of a hospital visit, Marco was sure something was actually wrong. 

“When I hug you - wait do you mean explain how I know?” Lance asked, paused and then said “it’s nice that you don’t think I’m crazy.” 

That pulled a chuckle from Marco, he made a big deal of humming in contemplation nodded and looked to Lance. “If you want to explain why you think I should go to the doctor, and how you know something is wrong. Marco offered. Unbeknownst to Lance,  what Marco said gained the attention of a few family members al curious as to how Lance knows things. 

“Um well, when I hug people, or touch people it’s like a buzzing under my skin. Not in a weird way! Like when mama plays music so loud you feel it? Yah that feeling, people have a color around them to like glowing… but not at the same time?” Lance took a deep breath, more people were paying attention now. “Like the color is on your skin but hovering? Anyway when I hugged you, you nom-normally have a really strong buzz like Veronica, Luis, and others, but you buzz was smaller like grandma E. before she went to the doctor and got better!” That revelation had people gasping and looking at each other in worry, grandma E. was in the hospital after a stroke. 

“But instead of no color around your head like grandma, you have no color around your belly. Oh your color is like a purple blue, it’s nice to look at.” Lance ended his little speech with a smile. 

Rachel, Lances older twin, whipped her head around and gave Lance a hard look, moved her head to look at her mother and said. 

“Do people really not have that every day? No feeling other people’s feelings when you hug or seeing their colors fade when ignored ?” The expression on her face said it all, what she saw as a basic part of her everyday life was somehow odd or magical. 

The table burst out in whispers, some of them were shouts, “Of course, both twins have complimentary gifts!” Many nodded their heads in agreement. Luis looked around the table and stood up, gesturing for his older brother to join him. 

“I’m going to drive Marco to the hospital, we will tell you the results as soon as possible, cmon.” 

“you all believe that bullshit!” Olivia broke out from her stunned silence. 

“I know you are going to lose custody and go back to America after the divorce.” Lance said with a righteous attitude, and a smug smile. 

“What divorce?“ Asked Marco, concern painting his face. Olivia was red as a tomato from embarrassment, or anger, it was hard to tell. 

“I only thought about that a few months ago! I never told anyone, how do you know that?“ all poise had left her body as she went on a rampage of incoherent screams. 

“My dreams.” Was the only answer given from Lance as he started playing with baby Isabel with his twin. 

Later they found out that Olivia had been hitting Marco in the stomach with a frying pan, and as a result had caused hematoma in the liver. Sadly, when the divorce papers and restraining order were served, baby Isabel was with Olivia meaning no one could get to her until after the custody agreement was made. 

0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0

Lances first thought after seeing the broken panel was a long list of cuss words on repeat that would have his grandmother rolling in her grave. 

The room was getting smaller as his breathing got heavier, his thoughts passed through his head mile a minute, breath! BREATH! Nothing worked. The real panic set in, no food, no way of communicating to the castle, no way to know where he was headed. Lances chest moved in a poor mimicry of breathing, he wasn’t dry heaving but his body was going through the motions. How did he get here, where is here, he has no water, No way to communicate his family- the team. Lance’s breathing stopped, his thoughts slowed from a rampaging waterfall to a trickling stream. 

Lance rose from his place on the floor to his knees. when did I get on the floor? He took a deep breath, which was oddly easy given what happened. 

The team has allura to pilot blue, and Keith is back in red so I was extra. Did they throw me in here? I won’t put it past them I was a horrible paladin.

Looking around the pod Lance realized it was actually pretty spacious. It was big enough for a loft that was probably for storage. He had been on the floor when he woke up and there wasn’t a bed. As he was in the front of the ship. He was farthest from the airlock door, and in front of the control panel was what looked like glass, but the gold shine hinted otherwise. On the right wall had a door under the loft, and closer to him was a screen the size of an average flat screen T.V. and to the left of him was a wall of cabinets, a shelf and under that more cabinets. 

Lance knew standing up would be problem, the nausea from just being on his knees was a lot already. He decided to just shuffle over to the mystery door, inside was a toilet and sanitizer. If I’m going to throw up I might as well do it in the toilet. Resigned to his fate he stood up. 

Grabbing the counter Lance pulled himself up. The effect was immediate. Tremors wracked his body, gagging on nothing till something came up. 

0O0O0O0O0O0O0O0

Lance stayed in the bathroom for a while after in case it would happen again.  It didn’t. Sighing he stood up without the excessive need to puke thankfully. Moving back to the main room he shuffled to the wall of cabinets and proceeded to open each and every one of them. 

7 packets of food 

1 bottle of the weird sanitizer 

4 blankets 

2 bottles of mystery liquid

And a set of typical Altean clothing 

Three pads of paper 

2 pen like things 

And 2 med kits. 

Lance was fucked, if he had three meals a day the food would only last a two days and a breakfast, having two meals a day would last 3 1/2 days. So Lance resolved to only eat one packet a day. 

At least I won’t get cold with all the blankets. 

After putting everything back into the cabinets, Lance moved to the other side of the room and taped the screen. It lit up, half in a partial map of the general direction the ship was moving and the other half was a keyboard! Upon closer inspection, the keyboard was in Altean. 

Looking back to the map the trip would take 12 quintants or 14 days as 12quintants x 28 hours =336 hours and 336hours/24hours = 14 days. It was always kind of funny how people always thought Lance was dumb, as if he didn’t pass the garrison admission tests like everyone else.  This was going to be a pain in the ass to deal with. On top of everything his original plan of one food packet a day had to be halved! 

Lance decided to orient his circadian rhythm to the destination time and grabbed all four blankets and head up to sleep in the loft, using one blanket as a pillow, another as a cushion between the metal and his skin, with the last two to use as regular blankets. 

Day 1 2  - Lance managed to sleep for a whopping 20 hours meaning he woke up really hungry, after doing the calculations, he could technically eat a whole food packet as he didn’t eat one when he divided his portions. The food packets tasted a little better that the food good at the castle, it was probably some spice that was used as a preservative. For the rest of the 12 hour “day” period Lance wandered around the ship familiarizing herself everything he could. 

Day 3 - after eating and going to the bathroom, Lance mainly stared out at the void sometimes getting up to stretch. Lance did learn that if he swiped at the it would disappear and show a radar. It soon became part of his hourly routine. 

Day 4 - similar to day three his morning started out the same but instead of just sitting around all day he did a basic exercise routine from his early garrison days. The only difference was instead of trying to do everything as fast as possible Lance did parts of it every hour after checking the radar. 

Day 5 

Lance woke up to blaring alarms and a shaking ship. What type of fucked up turbulence is this? With a deep sigh he left the safety of the loft. Now able to stand he turned to the wall computer to look at the radar. 

“Well that’s just plain rude.” Lance’s voice was scratchy from lack of use. There was a big Galra ship that was shooting at him. It’s not like I can do anything until they get on the ship. Lance decided to just wait until they either explode or board his ship. 

It was another hour before they started to board. Lance decided hie wanted to have the element of surprise and got on the loft. When the first sentry came in Lance jumped it. The sentry thankfully had a gun and after a disappointing fight where he was easily overpowered, Lance found himself in an cell. 

Nursing a gunshot to the leg, he had to rip his pant leg to make a bandage. The cells next to him had to or three beings in each of them, and four cells down was an alien that was screaming and shaking the bars was causing a big ruckus. 

Stick it to the man. Eventually a big galra came and went bringing food to the others. And when he came to lances cell two more guards walked in. Big guy number 1 opened the cell door as big guys number 2 and 3 when to grab Lance. Unable to properly fight half starved and bleeding, Lance willingly went with them. 

The others haven’t even come to rescue me. To Lance nothing showed up on the radar and it had been probably over six days sense he woke up in the pod. They really abandoned me, if they were looking they would have found me by now. Lance didn’t even care to map out where the guards were taking him. 

Oh shit, Lance started struggling when he saw the room they brought him into. A god damn torture room. A Druid stood in the back of the room preparing something. Lance was able to twist out of one of the guards grip, and became more aggressive to the other guard. Lance forgot about the third guard. Lance felt a hand on the back of his neck and was throw on the floor. The next thing lance registered was that he was tied to the table and all three guards where walking out of the room. 

The Druid walked into Lances peripheral al with a knife and a syringe. With skill the Druid moved the knife to Lances neck, barely touching but still a threat. And stabbed Lance with the syringe and started chanting. 

The only thing Lance could register was blinding white hot pain. Thrashing violently until his arms and legs were tingling and twitching. The scream he had let out had the ship shaking, equipment fell to the floor and a cabinet fell. Lance could here the Druid curse in some foreign language. After Lance stoped screaming the Druid grabbed a golden liquid ad threw it on Lance yelling “DIE” 

Lance didn’t die, in fact he did the opposite, he healed. The burning sensation faded into a simmer and then to nothing. 

“What the fuck was that!” Lance screeched. The Druid proceeded to bolt to the other side of the room type on a computer and join some form of demented group call for haggar and her magic friend group. The Druid proceeded to shout something in the same foreign language as before and everyone shut up, haggar said something and the Druid grabbed another vile of the gold stuff and poured it out onto him. 

“WHY do you keep doing THAT!” Shocked screeching came from the call. 

The empty voice of haggar broke the chaos. “ I will be there soon, give him food.” And hung up.

Key (I used googling translate this time around I am sorry) Oh, Marco, mijo, Cómo estás? - oh Marco, darling, how are you? lo estoy haciendo bien, ma” - I am doing good (I don’t think that’s right tbh) Esa demonio mujer- that daemon woman (word reference) arriba - up el los enfermos sitio - the, the sick people place

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12th June >> Mass Readings (Except USA)

Wednesday, Tenth Week in Ordinary Time 

(Liturgical Colour: Green. Year: B(II))

First Reading 1 Kings 18:20-39 Elijah vanquishes the priests of Baal.

Ahab called all Israel together and assembled the prophets on Mount Carmel. Elijah stepped out in front of all the people. ‘How long’ he said ‘do you mean to hobble first on one leg then on the other? If the Lord is God, follow him; if Baal, follow him.’ But the people never said a word. Elijah then said to them, ‘I, I alone, am left as a prophet of the Lord, while the prophets of Baal are four hundred and fifty. Let two bulls be given us; let them choose one for themselves, dismember it and lay it on the wood, but not set fire to it. I in my turn will prepare the other bull, but not set fire to it. You must call on the name of your god, and I shall call on the name of mine; the god who answers with fire, is God indeed.’ The people all answered, ‘Agreed!’ Elijah then said to the prophets of Baal, ‘Choose one bull and begin, for there are more of you. Call on the name of your god but light no fire.’ They took the bull and prepared it, and from morning to midday they called on the name of Baal. ‘O Baal, answer us!’ they cried, but there was no voice, no answer, as they performed their hobbling dance round the altar they had made. Midday came, and Elijah mocked them. ‘Call louder,’ he said ‘for he is a god: he is preoccupied or he is busy, or he has gone on a journey; perhaps he is asleep and will wake up.’ So they shouted louder and gashed themselves, as their custom was, with swords and spears until the blood flowed down them. Midday passed, and they ranted on until the time the offering is presented; but there was no voice, no answer, no attention given to them. Then Elijah said to all the people, ‘Come closer to me’, and all the people came closer to him. He repaired the altar of the Lord which had been broken down. Elijah took twelve stones, corresponding to the number of the tribes of the sons of Jacob, to whom the word of the Lord had come, ‘Israel shall be your name’, and built an altar in the name of the Lord. Round the altar he dug a trench of a size to hold two measures of seed. He then arranged the wood, dismembered the bull, and laid it on the wood. Then he said, ‘Fill four jars with water and pour it on the holocaust and on the wood’; this they did. He said, ‘Do it a second time’; they did it a second time. He said, ‘Do it a third time’; they did it a third time. The water flowed round the altar and the trench itself was full of water. At the time when the offering is presented, Elijah the prophet stepped forward. ‘O Lord, God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel,’ he said ‘let them know today that you are God in Israel, and that I am your servant, that I have done all these things at your command. Answer me, O Lord, answer me, so that this people may know that you, the Lord, are God and are winning back their hearts.’ Then the fire of the Lord fell and consumed the holocaust and wood and licked up the water in the trench. When all the people saw this they fell on their faces. ‘The Lord is God,’ they cried, ‘the Lord is God.’

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 15(16):1-2,4-5,8,11

R/ Save me, Lord, I take refuge in you.

Preserve me, God, I take refuge in you. I say to the Lord: ‘You are my God.’

R/ Save me, Lord, I take refuge in you.

Those who choose other gods increase their sorrows. Never will I offer their offerings of blood. Never will I take their name upon my lips.

R/ Save me, Lord, I take refuge in you.

O Lord, it is you who are my portion and cup; it is you yourself who are my prize. I keep the Lord ever in my sight: since he is at my right hand, I shall stand firm.

R/ Save me, Lord, I take refuge in you.

You will show me the path of life, the fullness of joy in your presence, at your right hand happiness for ever.

R/ Save me, Lord, I take refuge in you.

Gospel Acclamation Psalm 118:27

Alleluia, alleluia! Make me grasp the way of your precepts, and I will muse on your wonders. Alleluia!

Or: Psalm 24:4,5

Alleluia, alleluia! Teach me your paths, my God, make me walk in your truth. Alleluia!

Gospel Matthew 5:17-19 I have not come to abolish the Law and the Prophets but to complete them.

Jesus said to his disciples: ‘Do not imagine that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets. I have come not to abolish but to complete them. I tell you solemnly, till heaven and earth disappear, not one dot, not one little stroke, shall disappear from the Law until its purpose is achieved. Therefore, the man who infringes even one of the least of these commandments and teaches others to do the same will be considered the least in the kingdom of heaven; but the man who keeps them and teaches them will be considered great in the kingdom of heaven.’

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

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Isaiah’s Message of Deliverance

1 And it came to pass when king Ezekias heard it, that he rent his clothes, and put on sackcloth, an went into the house of the Lord. 2 And he sent Heliakim the steward, and Somnas the scribe, and the elders of the priests, clothed with sackcloth, to Esaias the prophet the son of Amos. 3 And they said to him, Thus says Ezekias, This day is a day of tribulation, and rebuke, and provocation: for the children are come to the travail-pangs, but the mother has no strength. 4 Peradventure the Lord thy God will hear all the words of Rapsakes, whom the king of Assyria his master has sent to reproach the living God and to revile him with the words which the Lord thy God has heard: and thou shalt offer thy prayer for the remnant that is found. 5 So the servants of king Ezekias came to Esaias. 6 And Esaias said to them, Thus shall ye say to your master, Thus saith the Lord, Be not afraid of the words which thou hast heard, wherewith the servants of the king of the Assyrians have blasphemed. 7 Behold, I send a blast upon him, and he shall hear a report, and shall return to his own land; and I will overthrow him with the sword in his own land.

Sennacherib’s Blasphemous Letter

8 So Rapsakes returned, and found the king of Assyria warring against Lobna: for he heard that he had departed from Lachis. 9 And he heard concerning Tharaca king of the Ethiopians, saying, Behold, he is come forth to fight with thee: and he returned, and sent messengers to Ezekias, saying, 10 Let not thy God on whom thou trustest encourage thee, saying, Jerusalem shall not be delivered into the hands of the king of the Assyrians. 11 Behold, thou hast heard all that the kings of the Assyrians have done in all the lands, to waste them utterly: and shalt thou be delivered? 12 Have the gods of the nations at all delivered them, whom my fathers destroyed; both Gozan, and Charran, and Raphis, and the sons of Edem who were in Thaesthen? 13 Where is the king of Haemath, and the king of Arphad? and where is the king of the city of Seppharvaim, of Ana, and Aba?

Hezekiah’s Prayer

14 And Ezekias took the letter from the hand of the messengers, and read it: and he went up to the house of the Lord, an Ezekias spread it before the Lord, 15 and said, O Lord God of Israel that dwellest over the cherubs, thou art the only god in all the kingdoms of the earth; thou hast made heaven and earth. 16 Incline thine ear, O Lord, and hear: open, Lord, thine eyes, and see: and hear the words of Sennacherim, which he has sent to reproach the living God. 17 For truly, Lord, the kings of Assyria have wasted the nations, 18 and have cast their gods into the fire: because they are no gods, but the works of men's hands, wood and stone; and they have destroyed them. 19 And now, O Lord our God, deliver us out of his hand, and all the kingdoms of the earth shall know that thou alone art the Lord God.

Sennacherib’s Fall Prophesied

20 And Esaias the son of Amos sent to Ezekias, saying, Thus saith the Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, I have heard thy prayer to me concerning Sennacherim king of the Assyrians.

21 This is the word which the Lord has spoken against him; The virgin daughter of Sion has made light of thee, and mocked thee; the daughter of Jerusalem has shaken her head at thee.

22 Whom hast thou reproached, and whom hast thou reviled? and against whom hast thou lifted up thy voice, and raised thine eyes on high? Is it against the Holy One of Israel?

23 by thy messengers thou has reproached the Lord, and hast said, I will go up with the multitude of my chariots, to the height of the mountains, to the sides of Libanus, and I have cut down the height of his cedar, and his choice cypresses; and I have come into the midst of the forest and of Carmel.

24 I have refreshed myself, and have drunk strange waters, and I have dried up with the sole of my foot all the rivers of fortified places.

25 I have brought about the matter, I have brought it to a conclusion; and it is come to the destruction of the bands of warlike prisoners, even of strong cities.

26 And they that dwelt in them were weak in hand, they quaked and were confounded, they became as grass of the field, or as the green herb, the grass growing on houses, and that which is trodden down by him that stands upon it.

27 But I know thy down-sitting, and thy going forth, and thy rage against me.

28 Because thou was angry against me, and thy fierceness is come up into my ears, therefore will I put my hooks in thy nostrils, and my bridle in thy lips, and I will turn thee back by the way by which thou camest.

29 And this shall be a sign to thee; eat this year the things that grow of themselves, and in the second year the things which spring up: and in the third year let there be sowing, and reaping, and planting of vineyards, and eat ye the fruit of them. 30 And he shall increase him that has escaped of the house of Juda: and the remnant shall strike root beneath, and it shall produce fruit above. 31 For from Jerusalem shall go forth a remnant, and he that escapes from the mountain of Sion: the zeal of the Lord of host shall do this.

32 Is it not so? Thus saith the Lord concerning the king of the Assyrians, He shall not enter into this city, and he shall not shoot an arrow there, neither shall a shield come against it, neither shall he heap a mound against it. 33 By the way by which he comes, by it shall he return, and he shall not enter into this city, saith the Lord. 34 And I will defend this city as with a shield, for my own sake, and for my servant David's sake.

Jerusalem Delivered from the Assyrians

35 And it came to pass at night that the angel of the Lord went forth, an smote in the camp of the Assyrians a hundred and eighty-five thousand: and they rose early in the morning, and, behold, these were all dead corpses. 36 And Sennacherim king of the Assyrians departed, and went and returned, and dwelt in Nineve. 37 And it came to pass, while he was worshipping in the house of Meserach his god, that Adramelech and Sarasar his sons smote him with the sword: and they escaped into the land of Ararath; and Asordan his son reigned in his stead. — 2 Kings 19 | Brenton's Septuagint Translation (BST) Brenton’s Septuagint Translation of the Holy Bible, 1884. Cross References: Genesis 8:4; Genesis 11:31; Genesis 26:15; Exodus 9:33; Exodus 25:22; Joshua 4:24; Joshua 10:29; 1 Samuel 29:6; 2 Samuel 3:31; 2 Samuel 20:15; 1 Kings 8:29; 1 Kings 11:12; 2 Kings 7:6; 2 Kings 18:5; 2 Kings 18:13; 2 Kings 18:17; 2 Kings 18:34; 2 Chronicles 26:10; 2 Chronicles 32:22-23; Job 41:2; Psalm 71:22; Isaiah 9:7; Isaiah 10:5; Isaiah 10:10; Isaiah 18:1; Jonah 1:2; Nahum 1:1; Matthew 10:27; Matthew 27:39; Luke 2:12; Acts 12:23; Acts 17:29; Romans 11:5; Revelation 11:3

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John 1:4

UNDERSTANDING PROPHETIC MANDATES 67: THE PROPHET 5

Amo 3:7 CERTAINLY, THE ALMIGHTY LORD DOESN'T DO ANYTHING UNLESS HE FIRST REVEALS HIS SECRET TO HIS SERVANTS THE PROPHETS. GW

4. Most Prophets have had difficult lives of personal self-discipline, denials and sufferings.

Heb 11:36-38 And others had trial of cruel mockings and scourgings; yes, more, of bonds and imprisonments. They were stoned, they were sawed in two, were tempted, were slain with the sword. They wandered about in sheepskins and goatskins, being destitute, afflicted, tormented. The world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains and dens and caves of the earth. MKJV

God just called Moses into the cloud and I’m sure he didn’t know he’d be there for 40 days without food or water.

Maybe then he would have told the people.

Such is the life of a Prophet.

Exo 24:16,18 And the glory of the Lord was resting on Mount Sinai, and THE CLOUD WAS OVER IT FOR SIX DAYS; AND ON THE SEVENTH DAY HE SAID MOSES' NAME OUT OF THE CLOUD…And Moses went up the mountain, into the cloud, and WAS THERE FOR FORTY DAYS AND FORTY NIGHTS. BBE

Did you notice that Moses first waited for 7 days before God even had him proceed?

I guess that must have been for his consecration before he was even worthy to ascend the mountain.

5. True Prophets are mostly hated because they don’t commonly say what people like to hear.

Their functionalities mostly involved warning people about impending dangers and judgment.

Jer 28:8 FROM EARLIEST TIMES, the prophets who preceded you and me INVARIABLY PROPHESIED WAR, DISASTER, AND PLAGUES AGAINST MANY COUNTRIES AND GREAT KINGDOMS. NET

Agabus spoke twice in Acts: 1st to warn of Famine and next about Paul’s imprisonment.

This is why people are commonly afraid of True Prophets.

1Sa 16:4 Samuel did what the LORD told him to do and went to Bethlehem, where the CITY LEADERS CAME TREMBLING TO MEET HIM AND ASKED, "IS THIS A PEACEFUL VISIT, SEER?" GNB

6. Lastly here, Prophets are commonly very lonely people because their lives are too enigmatic and complicated to comprehend.

They rarely dwell in the midst of people.

Mat 11:9-10 Or DID YOU ENCOUNTER A TRUE PROPHET OUT IN THE LONELY WILDERNESS? YES, JOHN WAS A PROPHET LIKE THOSE OF THE PAST, BUT HE IS EVEN MORE than that! He was the fulfillment of this Scripture: See, I am sending my prophetic messenger who will go ahead of me and prepare hearts to receive me. TPT

John the Baptist’s family were neither paupers nor homeless, but he separated himself to God.

Luk 1:80 Afterward, their son grew up and was strengthened by the Holy Spirit and he grew in his love for God. JOHN CHOSE TO LIVE IN THE LONELY WILDERNESS UNTIL THE DAY CAME WHEN HE WAS TO BE DISPLAYED PUBLICLY TO ISRAEL. TPT

They are also commonly found on Mountains or isolated places, far from people and dwellings.

They probably just feel nearer to God when they ascend Mountains.

2Ki 4:25 THE WOMAN WENT TO MOUNT CARMEL TO GET THE MAN OF GOD. The man of God saw the Shunammite woman coming from far away and said to his servant Gehazi, "Look, there's the Shunammite woman! ERV

Why treat this issue this seriously?

Many love to call themselves Prophets just because they see visions of the future or related experiences.

Can they “drink the cup” that Prophets drink?

Mar 10:37-38 “WE WANT TO SIT NEXT TO YOU WHEN YOU COME INTO YOUR GLORY,” they said, “one at your right hand and the other at your left.” Jesus said to them, “You don’t have a clue what you’re asking for! ARE YOU PREPARED TO DRINK FROM THE CUP OF SUFFERING THAT I AM ABOUT TO DRINK? And are you able to ENDURE the BAPTISM INTO DEATH that I am about to experience?” TPT

We like “seats of glory” and Labels of honour with engraved tags. We love to be seen as special with boisterous exploits in Ministry.

Apart from the error of pride, whatever honour you will receive as a Minister of the Gospel will have to remain within the scope of your own Ministry.

Rom 12:6-7 God’s marvelous grace IMPARTS TO EACH ONE OF US VARYING GIFTS AND MINISTRIES THAT ARE UNIQUELY OURS. So if God has given you the grace-gift of prophecy, you must activate your gift by using the proportion of faith you have to prophesy. If your grace-gift is serving, then thrive in serving others well. If you have the grace-gift of teaching, then be actively teaching and training others. GNB

There are GIFTS and then MINISTRIES.

If your CALLING is PROPHECY, go ahead, but you’ll definitely have the full experience and lifestyle of the Prophet.

But if it is a mere gift of Prophecy, use it along with your Ministry without tagging yourself as a Prophet. You will go into errors if you do.

Jer 29:9 They are prophesying lies to you and claiming my authority to do so. But I did not send them. I, the LORD, affirm it!’ NET

May God find us all in our individual place of Ministry when He comes, IN JESUS NAME.

Come back on Monday, for the last of this long but insightful Sub-Subtopic.

Keep Shinning!

Brother Prince

Friday, November 17, 2023

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Top 10 Event Management Colleges in Bangalore

Bangalore, known as the Silicon Valley of India, is a hub for education and event management is no exception. Here's a comprehensive list of the top 10 Event Management Colleges in Bangalore:

National Academy of Event Management and Development (NAEMD): NAEMD is a renowned institution offering specialized courses in event management. It has a strong presence in Bangalore and provides a variety of programs that cover all aspects of event planning and management. With experienced faculty and industry partnerships, NAEMD prepares students for successful careers in event management.

Indian Institute of Event Management (IEM): IEM is another prestigious institution in Bangalore dedicated to event management education. It offers comprehensive courses, including diploma and certificate programs. IEM's curriculum is designed to equip students with practical skills and industry knowledge.

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International Institute of Event Management (IIEM): IIEM offers specialized event management courses in Bangalore. Its curriculum combines theory with hands-on experience, and students have opportunities to work on real events. IIEM's faculty includes industry experts who provide valuable insights.

Event Management Development Institute (EMDI): EMDI is a well-established institution with a presence in Bangalore. It offers a wide range of event management courses, from diploma programs to postgraduate degrees. EMDI emphasizes practical learning, ensuring students are ready to excel in the field.

Garden City University: Garden City University in Bangalore offers a Bachelor's degree in Event Management and Public Relations. This program provides a holistic education covering event planning, marketing, and communication. The university's modern facilities and industry-focused approach make it an excellent choice.

St. Joseph's College of Commerce: St. Joseph's College in Bangalore offers a Bachelor of Business Administration (BBA) in Tourism and Travel Management. While not solely focused on event management, this program provides a strong foundation in tourism and hospitality, which are closely related fields.

M.S. Ramaiah College of Arts, Science, and Commerce: This Bangalore-based institution offers a Bachelor of Business Administration (BBA) in Event Management. The program is designed to provide students with the necessary skills to plan, execute, and manage various types of events.

Mount Carmel College: Mount Carmel College in Bangalore offers a Bachelor of Business Administration (BBA) program with a specialization in Travel and Tourism. While it covers a broader spectrum, the curriculum includes event management-related topics and can serve as a stepping stone to a career in event planning.

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