#Luke17:2

[suwwang]

Feeling is the secret full bookmark

Chapter 1: Law and Its Operation

Feeling is the assent of the subconscious to the truth of that which is declared to be true.

There is nothing impossible to man. Whatever the mind of man can conceive and feel as true, the subconscious can and must objectify.

The conditions of the world reflect your feeling.

"As within, so without" ["As above, so below; as below, so above; as within, so without; as without, so within", "Correspondence", the second of The Seven Principles of Hermes Trismegistus].

"The kingdom of heaven is within you"[Luke17:21].

You are already that which you want to be, and your refusal to believe this is the only reason you do not see it.

These are the two gateways into the subconscious:

Chapter 2: Sleep

Sleep, the life that occupies one-third of our stay on earth, is the natural door into the subconscious. It is in sleep and in prayer, a state akin to sleep, that man enters the subconscious to make his impressions and receive his instructions.

"As in heaven, so on earth" [Matthew 6:10; Luke 11:2]. As in the subconscious, so on earth.

You should always feel the wish fulfilled before you drop off to sleep. "How would I feel were my wish realized?" is the feeling which should monopolize and immobilize your attention as you relax into sleep.

If, as you prepare for sleep, you assume and maintain the consciousness of success by feeling "I am successful", you must be successful.

"Signs follow, they do not precede". Proof that you are will follow the consciousness that you are; it will not precede it.

Do not limit yourself to the past. Knowing that nothing is impossible to consciousness, begin to imagine states beyond the experiences of the past.

Always imagine and expect the best.

Chapter 3: Prayer

Prayer is an illusion of sleep which diminishes the impression of the outer world and renders the mind more receptive to suggestion from within.

Prayer is not so much what you ask for, as how you prepare for its reception.

"Whatsoever things ye desire, when ye pray believe that you have received them, and ye shall have them"[Mark 11:24].

The moment you accept the wish as an accomplished fact, the subconscious finds the means for its realization.

Whenever you are in the state of mind "I should like to, but I cannot", the harder you try, the less you are able to yield to the wish.

You never attract that which you want, but always attract that which you are conscious of being.

Prayer is the art of yielding to the wish and not the forcing of the wish. Whenever your feeling is in conflict with your wish, feeling will be the victor.

To yield successfully to the wish as an accomplished fact, you must create a passive state, a kind of reverie or meditative reflection similar to the feeling which precedes sleep.

An easy way to create this passive state is to relax in a comfortable chair or on a bed. If on a bed, lie flat on your back with your head on a level with your body, close the eyes and imagine that you are sleepy.

Feel – I am sleepy, so sleepy, so very sleepy. In a little while, a faraway feeling accompanied by a general lassitude and loss of all desire to move envelops you.

When this passive state is reached, imagine that you have realized your wish – not how it was realized, but simply the wish fulfilled.

Imagine in picture form what you desire to achieve in life; then feel yourself as having already achieved it.

When you emerge from the moment of prayer, it is as though you were shown the happy and successful end of a play although you were not shown how that end was achieved.

However, having witnessed the end, regardless of any anticlimactic sequence, you remain calm and secure in the knowledge that the end has been perfectly defined.

Chapter 4: Spirit – Feeling

As you capture the feeling of the state sought, you are relieved of all effort to make it so, for it is already so.

Faith is feeling, "According to your faith (feeling) be it unto you"[Matthew 9:29].

"To him that hath it shall be given and to him that hath not it shall be taken away..."[Matthew 13:12; 25:29; Mark 4:25;Luke 8:18; 19:26].

Instead of believing in God or in Jesus – believe you are God or you are Jesus.

Jesus found it not strange to do the works of God, because He believed Himself to be God. "I and My Father are one" [John 10:30].

When a man believes in the value of the advice given him and applies it, he establishes within himself the reality of success.

[anastpaul]

Quote/s of the Day – 6 March – Temptation

Quote/s of the Day – 6 March – Temptation

Quote/s of the Day – 6 March – The First Sunday of Lent – 2 Cor.inthians 6:1-10, Matthew 4:1-1 “Temptations to sin are sure to comebut woe to the person through whom they occur!It would be better for him,if a millstone were put around his neckand he be thrown into the sea,than for him to causeone of these little ones to sin…” Luke 17:1-2 “He says that these temptations must come.Is this then…

[missantichrist]

Genesis & the Nemesis pt.2

Michael Langdon x Archangel!Reader

Word Count: 1k

Summary: You’re the archangel. Your whole life you’ve been told your purpose is to destroy the antichrist. Your best friend is Michael Langdon, and little do you know that he’s the one you need to destroy. When the time comes will you have it in you?

Warnings: SAD BOI HOURS (no seriously, if you really love your mother pls prepare yourself), Mentions of death (smut and violence coming in the next and final chapter), *also the format’s a little weird in mobile, I tried to fix it but it didn’t work, sorry about that

READ PART ONE!

Michael ran up and hugged Ms. Mead, and then you. He had grown. He looked more adult now, more...mature. He was a wearing a suit and a very elegant cape. Much different from how you remembered him in a tank top and combat boots.

“Y/N! I missed you so much,” he said, releasing you from his grasp.

“Michael where have you been! You disappeared off the face of the Earth and left me. I had no one,” you said, voice cracking. You weren’t sure if you were sad, angry, or happy to see him again.

“I’ve been here,” he gestured towards a big circular building.

“What’s, here?” You asked.

“You know when I showed you what I could do? The magic?” He said.

“Shh!” You said, looking over to Ms. Mead.

“It’s okay, she knows,” he said.

“Okay...yes, I remember.”

“Well, this a school. For warlocks. They’ve been helping me figure out how to use my power,” he told you.

“Warlocks?” You questioned.

“Yeah, warlocks. That’s what I am. I think you’re a witch.”

“I wish it was that simple Michael,” you said, looking down at the ground, reminded yet again of your prophecy to destroy the antichrist.

“What do you mean?” He asked. You looked up at him and opened your mouth to explain your prophecy, finally feeling like you could tell him. But you heard your phone ring, it was your mother.

“I’m sorry, I have to take this,” you said.

“Is this Y/N?” Asked a voice over the phone. It wasn’t your mother.

“...Yes,” you said, “who’s this?”

“This is nurse Miranda. I’m afraid I have some troubling information regarding your mother.”

You felt your expression drop. “What is it?” You choked out, your mouth suddenly dry.

“Your mother has had a stroke. We’re worried she’s not going to make it,” the nurse said. You dropped to your knees, feeling your vision go blurry. The last thing you remember was Michael picking you up.

“Something’s wrong. We have to get her home,” you heard him say.

“You know you can’t come. You have to stay here Michael. Remember the plan? I’ll take her home for you,” Ms. Mead replied. Everything after that was dark and quiet.

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You woke up in your church, your neighbors and others who belonged to the church huddled around you. You groaned, annoyed that you had to deal with them again after all the time you spent trying to avoid them. But then you remembered the call about your mother and shot straight up.

“My mom! My mother! What happened to my mother!” You screamed at everyone standing around you, your eyes growing wide. One of the church goers knelt down and stroked your hair.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry,” she said.

“Don’t touch me!” You yelled, causing the woman to stand back. “Just tell me, what happened to my mother!”

Another one of the church goers spoke up, “Y/N, your mother passed away last night. We’re all, so sorry for your loss,” he said.

You felt your eyes burn and well up with tears. You left out a deafening scream so horrifying that it would make the hairs stand up on the necks of all who heard it. The glass stained windows in the church exploded and glass rained down on everyone inside, causing them to scatter in fear of you. You locked eyes with the massive cross hanging on the wall of the church and walked over to it so you were standing in the pulpit.

“How could you do this to me?” you cried out, hoping your father was listening. “How could you kill her? How could you kill my mother?”

You dropped to your knees again, feeling the glass on the floor cut into your knees, the blood from your wounds pooling out around you. Your rage was dampening your powers, allowing you to be hurt, and you didn’t even care. You felt so weak, so helpless. You sat on the floor of the church sobbing for what felt like hours before you finally got up to leave, knowing full well that you had nowhere to go.

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You spent most of your time at the church. The pastor let you stay in the cell next to the loft. On Sunday mornings you were always awoken by the organ playing and the choir singing. Weeks were spent in the small room, weeping and sleeping, mourning your mother and being angry at your father. You threw yourself into your destiny, fine tuning your magic, practicing combat, getting stronger. It took your mind off the death of your mother. You finally felt ready to do what you were born to do. Kill the antichrist. Save the world. Seems simple enough, except you had no idea where to begin.

All the time you spent in the church focusing on yourself, you completely forgot about your night with Michael at the school for warlocks. You never noticed Ms. Mead’s disappearance. Everything you did now, you did for your father. Though you weren’t sure he even cared. He never answered you, never told you what to do. You were on your own. And you were frustrated by his silence.

On one Sunday night, you were feeling especially angry at God. For taking away your mother, for never telling you what to do next and most of all, throwing you into this stupid destiny of being the archangel.

You made your way to the chapel, the sanctuary of the church and began to talk to your father. “I have begged you to tell me what to do, and you never give me any answers,” you prayed. “You took my mother away from me, I’m alone. I’m lost.” You opened your eyes, looking for a sign, any sign, from your father. Nothing. Beginning to sob, you dropped to your knees.

“PLEASE, FATHER, TELL ME WHAT TO DO!” you screamed, your voice echoing around the room. Still, no answer. Finally giving up, you collapsed on the floor and fell asleep right there inside the sanctuary.

When you woke up, you weren’t in the church. You were in the middle of a strange alleyway, completely naked, wrapped up in your...angel wings?!?

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[godcares4u]

    WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU LOOSE A LOVED ONE

Everyone on earth has lost someone very dear to him/her, we can’t escape it because man has to die and return to God for judgement, most Christians don’t believe in resurrection or even if they do they will take it as a rare phenomenon, but there is a solution.

 It’s painful loosing someone you love, not being able to see the person again, due to our emotion we blame God for our lost, we question his authority, love and we lose faith in him, little do we know he cares and feels your pain, while he was on earth he wept after the death of Lazarus (john 11:1-45) , because of your eternal damnation he gave his life yours because he wanted you to have eternal life proving he has emotion, the main issue is what you do when lose a person, you cry, mourn, bury the person but you can do better believing God and trusting him, as you read am going to tell you secrets that heaven as released and it works perfectly and God is willing to restore anyone for you.

 The following steps has biblical backups and if fully practiced you will enjoy Gods power and love on you.

1.      MAKE YOUR WAY RIGHT WITH GOD (BE BORN AGAIN)

You must know that God hates sin but is willing to reconcile with a sinner because he takes no pleasure in your death or separation from him, he took on the form of man because he want your soul with him forever, he hates sin to the highest level that he can’t listen to the prayer of a sinner, your self-righteous is nothing more than dirt to him, but he made an eternal provision by giving his life for yours, he took all your sins on the cross, he has never been separated from the father but then he was, there are many benefits of making peace with him as its written in the scripture to seek first the kingdom of God and every other thing will be added (luke12:29-32) he loves you so much he exalted you above all creations and made you a judge in heaven, for ye will judge nations and angels, and the fact he brags about you to everything that exist because your life is perfect in his sight. Please make your way right with him.

2.     HAVE FAITH AND TRUST HIM

This is as important as being born again, (luke17:6) your little faith can do great things ,the little faith of peter made him walk on the sea as long as he trusted Jesus until he lost faith him, then he began to sink but our loving God didn’t let him sink but gave him hands and more reason to trust him, he will never let you sink in doubt, he prays for you all the time brethren, he intercede for you, with faith you can turn deserts to rain forest, you can divide seas, you can take down giants, you can silent the gates of hell, you can do everything through Christ whom strengthens you because you have faith, your ability to believe him and never doubt him is an evidence you faith in him, its seems humanly impossible but because of your total trust in the most high it will be possible. You have to know that he giveth and taketh, so you ask him believing that he will bring the person back to life so if he willeth he will do it for you, the dead cant plead for themselves only you whom is alive can plead on their behalf and only you can change Gods mind, Even if you don’t see an outcome for some time he has it in mind, when the time is right he will make it possible, relating to a real-life scenario your father is wealthy and you ask for something he doesn’t give it immediately is because as a good father he knows what is good for you at the time when the right time comes he will and he will give you the best of that time.

3.     TURN YOUR SORROW TO PRAISE AND WORSHIP

This part is very effective because God will move from the throne of judgement to throne of mercy, as you sing praise and worship, the angels sings along with you, the twenty-four elders, cherubs four living creatures all join you in the worship, think of god as a being with every feelings, as you say love talks to your wife or husband, as you talk good of your father before asking for something do same while dealing with God he surrounded himself with glory, praises and worship, use this is an advantage tell him how great he is, tell him how you feel about him, tell him how important, tell him how omniscient, omnipotent, and pour out praises and worship out of the abundance of your heart and he will smile and move to the throne of mercy and this dilemma  will turn to blessing, you don’t know what praises can do, David is Gods favorite because of his ability to render praise to him, Lucifer was Gods most decorated angel because of his duty of praise, the walls of Jericho fell because of shout of praise, so what are you waiting for go ahead and praise him, the only way to make an God smile is by praise and when he smiles mercy comes through.

4.     PRAYER WITHOUT RESTRICTIONS

Prayer is communicating with God, pouring out your mind and feelings before him, taking your case to the court room of God to talk about it and bear in mind that the devil is there to also debate the matter but using the gift of God which is speaking in tongues you now have an encrypted talking system the devil cant decode, he doesn’t know reason you are giving God and cant counter you therefore giving you total advantage over the devil, he might know the topic of the debate but your language is far ahead his understanding, while praying you tell God why and backing up you reasons with biblical scriptures which is scriptural confirmation as Jesus did during his temptation in the wilderness by quoting the scripture he was able to overcome, so you plead to God to bring him back to life, you don’t need to panic because it’s never late for God, Jesus was four days late to the resurrection of Lazarus, he was centuries away to redeem man, he is not bound by time, he can restore the person whom has started to decompose, he created you from the dust of the earth, he restored a man eyes by spitting on the ground and rubbing it on his eyes and restoring his site, brethren believe me God is willing to break the bank of possibility for you, don’t limit what you want before him because he has so many surprises, you only know what he wants you to but knowing whom he is you can achieve more

     With all I have written above you can do the impossible and restore your loved one to life if he wills, meditate on this and let the spirit of God speak to you.

[laketaj24]

The Alliance Part 5

A/N: I have been slacking updating this story. But here is Part 5! I hope that you enjoy and it shouldn’t be this much of a delay on the next update. Mine will be updated soon! Thanks for not jumping me lol

Catch up here👉🏾Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Ivar didn't seem nervous to anyone else but her. He didn't laugh or talk he just laid on the bench staring up at the roof as if it was the end of the world. Ayesha wore her ceremonial robes with her hair cascading down her back. She smelled of lilies and upon sitting in the stool across from Ivar he smiled. "You are dressed."

He wore his armor as if war would break out at any moment and he was equipped with his tossing knives and a sword. Ayesha ran her fingers through his hair and nodded her head. "Ubbe said that they are in the great hall waiting on us. Are you ready?"

"As I will ever be." He swung his legs around to the floor and sat up. "Let's go."

She clutches his hand and turns to face him. "Perhaps we should pray?"

"I fear nothing."

"But still," Ayesha's face plead. He gave her a small nod. "Odin, our allfather..."

Her prayer fades from his head as his heart swells and threatens to leap from his chest. What was she doing to him? He closes his eyes tight as she finishes, suppressing the one tear that tried to fall. He wipes his face and exhales as she finishes. "Stop doing that to me." He growled.

"What?"

"I don't know. But stop." He smiled. "He stood and she stands next to him. "Call the guards, we are ready." The doors open, and the hall erupts as they enter it to face the Baltic King. The tall pale man gave a cold smile and watched Ivar and Ayesha approach him. "King Danute, it's pleasure to see you here in Kattegat. "I pray the tides were fair."

"Fair enough." His eyes search Ayesha. "You are married."

"Yes, I present you Queen Ayesha of Kattegat." Ivar steps in front of her. "No need to get closer King. Shall we feast?"

He steps back taken by her beauty and his claim. "Yes."

Ayesha takes her seat next to Ivar and beside her is Ubbe. She never speaks, unless it's to Ivar and he is unsettled. He barely talks either, just eats his food and observes his guests until the silence is not possible.

"Danute, we are all wondering why you have taken to our shores?"

"I figured we should finish dinner first."

"No, I'd rather know why you are here. So, what is it?"

"Your brother Bjorn, as you know has taken to our lands. He doesn't speak of you at all. I found that odd, given your father and your legend as it stands. So, I asked Bjorn and I was informed you killed Lagertha, usurped her throne from her. And there is nothing lower in my book than a usurper."

"I beg your pardon." Ubbe leans forward with his elbows propped on the table.

"You are not the rightful king and it is time you stepped down." Danute tosses his bone on the plate.

"Ivar." Ubbe leers.

Ivar clinches his jaw. "You come into my hall and assume that you can tell me I am an Usurper?"

"That you are," Danute clears his throat. "We will remove you, by force if necessary and place Bjorn on this throne."

"I am the son of Ragnar Lothbrok, my mother..." His voice breaks. "Ruled this nation as a Queen for over twenty years. That murderous bitch, usurped the throne from the rightful leader and I gave it back to the true line of Kings, not some bastard child he had when he was nothing!" He slams his fist on the table rattling the plates and horns. Hvitserk stands gripping his sword by the hilt and clutches Ivar's shoulder comfortingly. "I think you have worn out your welcome Danute."

"I have five boats, with over twenty men per ship ready for war, if I don't return."

"And we have four hundred soldiers surrounding them with fire and arrows." Ayesha says with a sinister smile. "My husband stated that you are not welcome here and I suggest you heed his warning. See, I love him but he tends to have an anger problem... I'd like to see you leave in one piece. But I think Ivar might want to mount you and your soldiers' heads on spikes. How would you like to leave Kattegat today Danute? By boat or by carrier in small pieces?" She stands next to Ivar retrieving her saif from the satchel. The curved blade shined in the light.

Ivar smiled impressed by her threat.

Ubbe stood, "Tell our brother Torvi says hello." He smirked.

Ivar crawls around the room shattering pots and tossing everything he can get his hands on. Ayesha watches shaking her head. "We have to ready mobilize our defenses and check the entry into the city! We have to do any and everything that we can to not be attacked."

"I know this dear."

"Then we have to check with our allies. Finehair will be our greatest ally but I don't want to bother him and his new wife. I just want help."

"Send a message to him to visit or we can visit him together. They will not take you from this throne. This your destiny and your place and I will not allow anyone to take it from you."

"You shouldn't have spoke today." He takes his seat on the bed next to Ayesha. "I love you too much." He whispers. "And it is insane to feel this way, but I will not allow you in harms way. Ayesha."

She paused. He'd never said he loved her. "I love you too. But Ivar, I am here to serve you and the Kingdom of Kattegat. Now we must ready ourselves for battle. We must remember our strength and crush Bjorn. He is no one."

"Why are you still here with me? Why aren't you running from me huh?" He pulls himself further up the bed. "I want us to be safe. I don't want turmoil here."

"Too late." She says pulling herself closer to him. "Let us work on that great heir you continually promise me. I'm ready to carry an Ivarsson."

He smiles at her yanking her ponytail seductively. "I can do that." Her dress is off in seconds and he is all over her. His hands exploring and possessing her like they'd never done before. Ayesha straddles him draping her arms over his neck and planting small kisses all down sharp shoulder blade. He finds his way to her sweet spot, where she is already slick and ready. He doesn't rush though. He pushes pass her soft folds with two fingers. She pants for him. "Ivar." He shakes his head grateful to hear her lust. He adds another finger stretching with a slight burn and she jumps. Ivar grips her neck shaking his head no. He pulls his fingers and she strokes him loving the face he makes. His mouth drops open slightly she pulls him up and down his entire length. "Shall I ride you Ivar or shall I make you come like this?"

He stammers shaking his head. "Give me my son." She lowers herself on him, stretching to take him all. And she sits there for a moment slightly adjusting to him. He rocked her down on him loving the feel of her pumping him. She rides him, using her hands to grip his shoulder for balance. This is new for her, feeling in love with a man she hated before. She loves the way he feels inside of her, his curved dick hitting the perfect angle with each thrust. She squeezes him and drags her body over him until he comes inside of her abruptly. Se smiles shocked and not needing anymore means of satisfaction.

"Do you think the gods will give us that son from that?"

Ivar pants unable to speak as she rolls off him. "They have to, to not would be the gravest transgression." He pulls her upon his chest. "Now we just have to make sure he has a kingdom to rule."

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[rachelsiwafan]

Good morning 🇹🇿🇬🇧🌏#cupoftea☕️Jesus Warns of Offenses 1 Then He said to the disciples, “It is impossible that no offenses should come, but woe to him through whom they do come! 2 It would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were thrown into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones. 3 Take heed to yourselves. If your brother sins against you, rebuke him; and if he repents, forgive him. 4 And if he sins against you seven times in a day, and seven times in a day returns to you, saying, ‘I repent,’ you shall forgive him.” 5 And the apostles said to the Lord, “Increase our faith.” 6 So the Lord said, “If you have faith as a mustard seed, you can say to this mulberry tree, ‘Be pulled up by the roots and be planted in the sea,’ and it would obey you. 7 And which of you, having a servant plowing or tending sheep, will say to him when he has come in from the field, ‘Come at once and sit down to eat’? 8 But will he not rather say to him, ‘Prepare something for my supper, and gird yourself and serve me till I have eaten and drunk, and afterward you will eat and drink’? 9 Does he thank that servant because he did the things that were commanded him? I think not. 10 So likewise you, when you have done all those things which you are commanded, say, ‘We are unprofitable servants. We have done what was our duty to do.’ ” 11 Now it happened as He went to Jerusalem that He passed through the midst of Samaria and Galilee. 12 Then as He entered a certain village, there met Him ten men who were lepers, who stood afar off. 13 And they lifted up their voices and said, “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” 14 So when He saw them, He said to them, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.” And so it was that as they went, they were cleansed. 15 And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, returned..#Luke17:1-37#PraisetheLord#WordofGod#wordoftheday#versesoftheday#bibleverses#biblestudy#qoutesoftheday#prayernetwork#dailyinspiration#beblessedShalom#anzanamiBwanaYesu#biblia#NenolaMungu#Nenolaleo#Luka#barikiwa🙏 #eastafrica#tanzania🇹🇿 #asubuhinjema#chai#Coventry🇬🇧#lifestyleblogger#vlogger #mswahili🇹🇿#rachelsiwa🙏🏽❤️☕️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CHPpNy4nG0Q/?igshid=1mghw27h3xqlh

[alwayshidinggg]

Ch. 9: Forgiveness

When we reject the opportunity to forgive or ask for forgiveness, the relationship suffers.

When we choose to practice true forgiveness, the relationship is not just brought back to where it was before the offense; it actually moves further down the road to maturity.

“Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those that trespass against us. We are offered forgiveness on no other terms. To refuse it is to refuse God’s mercy for ourselves.” C.S. Lewis

Giving and receiving forgiveness must be as daily of a thing as eating (give us our daily bread.)

Matthew 18:21-35

When you forgive someone, you also cancel a debt. But more specifically, you make a conscious choice to absorb the cost yourself. You choose not to make the offender pay for the offense. In doing so you make three promises:

You promise that you will not bring up the debt to use as leverage

You promise that you will not bring up the offense to others and slander the person who sinned against you

You promise that you will not dwell on the offense yourself

Forgiveness is Costly, But Not Forgiving is More Costly

Regardless of how big or small the offense, canceling a debt and absorbing the cost is going to hurt. It often feels good to hold onto an offense. That good feeling, contrasted with pain of forgiving, blinds us to the bill we’re running up spiritually.

A failure to forgive someone will change you: It feels so natural to make someone pay. You may not choke anyone, but you may shut someone out of your life. Bitterness gets its foot in the door and eventually, if the situation is not addressed and forgiveness is not granted, it takes over your life.

Forgiveness is an event and a process: FORGIVENESS HAS NO LIMITS. Applies to countless offenses and even the endlessly repeated offense. Forgiving someone is not just a past event, it is a continuation, and something that must constantly be practiced. The next time it happens, you’ll be tempted to pile that sin on top of old sins.

Forgiveness is not forgetting: Our minds don’t function that way, and its not biblical. Jeremiah 31:34. Some say that God says he will remember sins no more. But our omniscient God does not forget anything. The word remember is not a memory word, but a promise word, a covenant word. God is promising that when we confess our sins, I will not treat you as your sins deserve, instead i will forgive you.

Forgiveness has a vertical and horizontal dimension: “And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.” (Mark 11:25). “If your brother sins, rebuke him, and if he repents, forgive him.” (Luke17:3). Mark seems to say we are to forgive no matter what, Luke says only forgive if they repent. But they’re talking about different components of forgiveness. When I consider someone’s sin as I stand before the Lord, I am called to have an attitude of forgiveness toward the person who sinned against me. I don’t have the right to harbor bitterness in my heart. In Luke, forgiveness is a horizontal transaction between me and the offender. This is often referred to as reconciliation. The vertical aspect of forgiveness is unconditional, but the horizontal aspect depends upon the offender admitting guilt and asking for forgiveness.

Forgiveness does not mean peace at all costs: Matthew 18:1-5, teaches life in the kingdom requires humility to confront someone gently about his sin. Matthew 18:10-14 teaches that life in the kingdom involves going after lost and wayward people. Real love demands pursuit.

Asking for and Granting Forgiveness

We should apologize and specifically name our sin in asking for forgiveness.And the reply should not be “it’s okay.” Why? Because its not okay for someone to sin against another person.

Praxis Notes:

What are some of the reasons we withhold forgiveness? Bitterness, anger, stubbornness, hurt, selfishness. Philippians 2:3-4

Is there ever such a thing as forgiving too quickly? No, you can never forgive too quickly, but you need to make sure that you fully understand your forgiveness before you give it out.

What does the world say about forgiveness? Love yourself. Everyone should always apologize, but the other person doesn’t necessarily have to forgive them. You should cut the toxic people out of your life.

What does the Bible say? Forgiveness is not limited to only a certain number of times. Get rid of all bitterness, anger, slander, malice, and instead have kindness and compassion.

Who in your life are you holding back forgiveness from in your life, and why?

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Quote/s of the Day - 11 January - The kingdom of God is at hand, repent and believe in the gospel.

Quote/s of the Day – 11 January – The kingdom of God is at hand, repent and believe in the gospel.

Quote/s of the Day – 11 January – The Sixth Day in the Octave of Epiphany, Readings: Hebrews 1:1-6, Psalms 97:1 and 2, 6 and 7, 9, Mark 1:14-20 “This is the time of fulfilment.The kingdom of God is at hand,repent and believe in the gospel.” Mark 1:15 “And the people sought him and came to himand would have kept him from leaving them,but he said to them,I must preach the good news of the…

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One Minute Reflection – 12 November – Today’s Gospel: Luke 17:1-6 – Monday of the Thirty-second week in Ordinary Time, Year B and The Memorial of St Josaphat (1584-1623) Martyr

“Temptations to sin are sure to come but woe to the person through whom they occur!   It would be better for him, if a millstone were put around his neck and he be thrown into the sea, than for him to cause one of these little ones to sin…” Luke 17:1-2

REFLECTION – “The accompanying discussion that immediately follows these opening remarks and speaks of our pardoning our brothers and sisters in case they ever sin against us, leads us to the idea that these were the offences meant.   What are these offences?   They are, I suppose, mean and annoying actions, fits of anger whether on good grounds or without justification, insults, slander and other stumbling blocks similar to these.   He says that these temptations must come.   Is this then because God, who governs all, forces people to their commission of sin?   Away with the thought!   Nothing that is evil comes from Him.   He is the fountain of all virtue.   Why then must this happen?   They clearly happen because of our infirmity, for all of us stumble in many things, as it is written.   Nevertheless, He says, that there will be woe to the person who lays the stumbling blocks in the way.   He does not leave indifference in these things without rebuke but restrains it by fear of punishment.   He still commands us to bear with patience those who cause sins to happen.”…St Cyril of Alexandria (376-444) – Father & Doctor – Commentary on Luke, “Homilies 113-116”

PRAYER – O Lord our God, grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, to be loved as to love and to be only good influences to our neighbour.   That by our love, our brothers in faith may be one  . St Josaphat you fought and struggled to unite the Church and by your efforts achieved the crown of martyrdom, please pray for our world, for a one united faith. Amen

(via One Minute Reflection – 12 November – Today's Gospel: Luke 17:1-6)

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Of The Woods

Pairing:  King Thrandruil x WOC 

Rated: G ( For now ;) ) 

A/N: My very first LOTR/ The Hobbit Fic, Feedback is appreciated. If this is not your style give it a try, if you don't want to be tagged in this any longer feel free to let me know! 

The ground was damp from the rains and storms. Even though I was inside I could feel the chill and smell the drenched trees.

There was a lot more to this place than met the average eye, a cursed past if you will. Perpetuated by the chilling reputation of the King of Mirkwood himself. My morning rounds proved to be quite exhausting and so I had felt the need to return to the cabin in the wood rather quickly.

I knew the spiders would return soon whether I wanted it or not. There was hardly time for a meal before I returned to my duties.

 Long ago before the time of Smaug and the Battle of the Five Armies I was taken from my home  by a young wizard named Gandalf The Grey. You see, it was an oddity for the color of my ethereal skin to resemble the bark of oak trees. Many did not know how to react when a child was created this way, whether it was misplaced humor on the Valars part I did not know.

I did not stay with Gandalf for all time, soon after my arrival I was given to another wizard named Radagast and there is where I leaned to love and watch over nature and all she had to give.

I considered myself a woodland elve even if I had hair as white as winters first snowfall. My eyes were an icy blue color. Some time had passed since I laid eyes on Radagast or Gandalf, after all I was more than one thousand years old and hardly needed supervision.

 The ground shook suddenly beneath me, quick on my feet I grabbed my weapons and ran outside to see what had caused the disturbance. There was nothing but the wind as it moved the trees. This was a dark place, once full of beauty and wonder all that was left was doom and the giant spiders who made their home there.

There was a flash of white and green, holding steady I waited for the flash to return. When it did I met its advances with my own sword and the clang of an arrow bouncing off my blade echoed in the usually silent woods.

 “Name yourself!” A voice called. It was almost musical and yet deep and commanding.

 “I will only do so when you reveal yourself.” I said calmly. I waited a few moments and a soft thud made me turn to my right to see an elve with long white hair standing upright with his bow drawn. 

“I am Soliania of the wood and you are?” I asked with my weapon drawn as well.

 “I am Legolas Prince of the woodland relax, son of Thranduil and I ask how you came to be here?” He took a confident step towards me. His behavior mimicked a curious animal as it looked upon something new.

 “I was brought here long ago.” I said curtly.

 “My father will want to know who you are as well and why you are here, come with me willingly and you shall be spared.” He did not say another word as he turned to leave surely expecting me to follow; And so I did swiftly with no complaint. I had a simple undisturbed life here and I had absolutely no desire to die at the hands of some prince.

 We walked in silence for hardly more than an hour when we arrived at a beautiful bridge and at the end an enormous set of intricately carved doors. Two guards where posted out front who also looked to be elves though their hair was much darker than Legolas.

Small gasps came from them when I looked into their green eyes but a sharp look from Legolas silenced them quickly.

Once inside a rather large and winding hallway he turned to me. “ Cover yourself with your cloak, now”.

 I pulled the large hood over my head and walked with my head down as we continued on amongst several elves and continued until we reached another set of doors. Legolas nodded to the guards and I followed him through the doors. I kept my head down as we walked up onto a raised platform and a man sat even higher in the center of the hall.

 “Father.” Legolas bowed slightly. “ I have found an elve in a small cabin in the woods but I have never seen one of her kind before this moment.”

 At this I glanced upward to see a winding staircase and at the top was a man seated elegantly in a large throne. I watched as he stood up and walked gracefully down the staircase until he reached the last wooden stair.

He only nodded to Legolas who then turned to me. “ Remove your hood.”

 With a simple flourish I dropped my hood and stared forward with poise and pride. A warmth pooled in my belly and even though I was not asked to speak I knew that my voice was lost. 

The elve who stood before me was tall with thin legs but he was broad in the chest and shoulders. He wore light silver robes and his hair was long and white. Somehow it never seemed to falter in its perfection, I imagined that even in the worst storm this elves hair would hardly move an inch, if at all. The crown on his head seemed to be made of gnarled branches and red leaves.  

His eyes were blue and icy almost like my own but as they passed over me I suddenly felt undressed and vulnerable. I wanted nothing more than to cover myself and retreat back to my cabin in the woods.

 “Tul- let nin thir at cin” The elevnking said in a language I could not understand. I tilted my head in curiosity and he gestured for me to come forward with his long ringed fingers.

 Tentatively I closed the distance between us and stopped just before him and he reached out for me. I did not flinch, I was absolute intimidated but he need not know.

 “You do not speak our language?” He asked reaching forward to grasp a strand of my hair.

 “No, forgive me King Thranduil.” I lowered my eyes. 

“What is your name?” He asked but it felt like a demand. 

“Soliania.” I answered for a second time that day.

 “Tolo ar nin, Av-’osto” He said. I watched him wave away Legolas. Thrandruil turned from me and followed Legolas out of the throne room while I quietly followed behind filled with fear and curiosity. 

KEY:

* Italicized sentences between two elves means it was spoken in Sindarin. 

*Sindarin:Sindarin is a fictional language devised by J. R. R. Tolkien for use in his fantasy stories set in Arda, primarily in Middle-earth. Sindarin is one of the many languages spoken by the immortal Elves, called the Eledhrim or Edhellim in Sindarin.

Translation in order of usage:

Tul- let nin thir at cin -  Come let me look at you.

Tolo ar nin, Av-’osto-  Come with me, don't be afraid.

Valar- They are "angelic powers" or "gods" subordinate to the one God.

Gandalf The Grey:  He is a wizard, member of the Istari order, as well as leader of the Fellowship of the Ring and the army of the West.

Radagast The Brown: one of the Istari, also known as "Wizards", who were sent by the angelic Valar to aid the Elves and Men

Thranduil: King of the Elves of the Wood, King of the Woodland Realm

Legolas: a Sindarin Elf of the Woodland Realm and one of nine members of the Fellowship of the Ring

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The Alliance Part 2

 Ivar Paired With WOC/OC

Warnings: Smut

She was not one for ceremonies but apparently, they were. Her servants surround her wiping her down in flowered water and dressing her. The braids were something new. Carefully braided into a crown at the front and long curls draped her back. One perk of bringing people from home is that she was able to keep her court. She knew the women and they had chosen to serve her in Kattegat, her new home apparently.

Ayesha’s dress was solid green and over it she was to wear a heavily embroidered jamawar with pearls from her home. It was the dress her mother had made for her one year ago for a marriage she knew wouldn’t work. She also had a golden and emerald tikka for the center of her head. Had the wedding not been to Ivar perhaps she would have been happier.

“King Ivar is here.” One of her ladies covered her body with a cloth and bowed as he entered.

“I was not expecting to see you until the ceremony.” Ayesha rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”

“I came to talk to you.” He sat down on the stool in front of her and adjusted his legs in front of him. “Are you being treated well?” He said as he touched the flower water and touched some of the oils.

“What do you want?”

“First to give you this. Torvi!” He called.

Torvi walks in with a basket of three kittens and places them on the floor. “There you are, Ivar.” She acknowledges Ayesha kindly and turns to leave.

“Thank you.” He smiled as she left. The tiny black white kittens peak their heads from underneath the blanket. “This is a gift from me.”

Ayesha smiles at them for a moment. “I do not understand.”

“They honor my god Freya, Goddess of Love as Fertility. It is custom to give them to brides before the wedding.”

“Nice.” She exhales. “Now what do you want?” Ayesha tries to push aside the fact that she is secretly impressed.

“I will be honest with you Princess. If this is some sort of deceptive plan to over throw me or a revenge plan for the slaughtering of your people I will kill you. And I won’t be kind about it no, I will make sure it is slow and delightfully painful.”

“What makes you think you can kill me?” She splashes the water in his face. Ivar jumps for a moment but then grabs her arm. Taken back by his strength she tries to pull her arm from him but he doesn’t budge. His eyes are locked on hers. “I will scream.”

“I do not care.” He growled. “My only concern at this moment are the true intentions of you and your father.”

“Do you think he would put me here in harm’s way?” She cut her slanted yes at him and gave a sly smile.

“I asked my wanderer about you and it appears you are not how you seem.”

“And how do I seem?

“Like you are a timid woman, no, that is not you. I heard you fought against my warriors and shield maidens with sheer brute. And that you are in fact a general. Why would an enemy king give me his warrior princess huh?”

“And I heard you were a cripple mad genius, with such arrogance that you are loathed by few and loved by many. And that you’re cruel.”

“You heard right.” He smiled. “With you I will bear children, strong boys, fearless women and if your Father ever waged a war against me I will cut your neck and his. And then send my children over to destroy your country.”

Ayesha rolls her neck, and drops the towel. “You mistake me for someone you can easily scare. YOU. DO. NOT. SCARE. ME.”

Ivar cannot stop himself from admiring her curves. Her beautiful skin is unlike any he had ever seen. None the less her dark eyes. They appeared to have no reflection of light. But all he could see in them was a light. Then the explored the rest of her, her round breast and perfect hips. He shook his head as if he was frustrated and he pulled his eyes away from her. “That’s good for you.”

Ayesha watched as he crawled away from her leaving the curtain open and her exposed to the guard and her ladies. She cleared her throat. “I’ll be dressed now.” She snapped. “We have much to do.”

Ivar wore his leather armor and a not so friendly face as he had determined he would not like her. She would be bred and locked away accordingly. Standing for long periods of time generally hurt for Ivar. The small groans and grunts of discomfort he hid today. He didn’t want this King to see him as weak or not fit.

The wedding wasn’t a traditional viking wedding. Her people had found an abundance of flowers and draped them with lace throughout the great hall. They lay all over the antlers Ivar had hung. Then there were the bright colors, Ivar was not a fan of, but everyone in their court wore them.

“Where is she?” He hissed at Ubbe.

Ubbe swayed behind him. “I am your best man. I’m supposed to makes sure you are alright not her.”

“Well Where is Hvitserk?” He tugged at the grace. “I’m getting pissed off.”

“When are you not pissed off Ivar?” Ubbe touches his shoulder and turned to Hvitserk who was already two cups of mead in. “Tell them to start.”

King Samir walks up to Ivar, with a sincere smile on his face. “It will be a pleasure to have you as a son.” His hand grips Ivar’s shoulder and he leans in. “I hope that she is treated well, King Ivar.”

“She will be.” He lies.

King Samir leans closer to Ivar so only he can hear. “For, if I hear other wise, I will burn this kingdom to the ground.” He shifts back and raises an eyebrow. “My princess is coming I assure King Ivar.”

The drums fill the great hall as the doors swing open. The people of the great hall turn to Them. Ayesha appears and gasps fill the hall as she walks down the hall. Her hands were drawn on with henna drawn flowers and a sheer dupatta over her head. But the Beaty in her was still seen as she seemed to float down the aisle towards Ivar.

Ubbe nudged Ivar with a smile. “Good decision after all.”

Ivar’s face is dumbfound as she walks towards him. His blue eyes are glued on her and he forgets the pain in his legs and everyone else in the room. All he can see is her. “Gods, what are you doing to me?”

 After the ceremony Ayesha and Ivar retreat to their room. Her ladies help her undress, while Ivar talks with his guards.

“I’d prefer a perimeter check every hour so I don’t I care who does it, make sure it gets done.” He said with his eyes narrowed. “If I hear otherwise I swear it will be the start of fucking ragnarok.”

“Yes, King Ivar.”

Ayesha slips into her white night gown and hops into bed. In her mind her wedding night was one to be remembered but already she found herself wanting to forget. She listens as Ivar instructs people to leave and where and what to guard and then he makes his way over to the bed.

“You’ve changed.”

“I have.”

“I will do the same, eventually.” He unclamps the brace and sets it aside. “Did you enjoy yourself today?”

“Somewhat.” She watches the kittens play with one another below.

Ivar slips out of his jacket and then out of the shirt revealing the massive tattoos on his chest and back. “Somewhat huh?”

“Yes Ivar.”

“We could pretend to like each other, at least for this...” he gestures between the two of them. He takes his pants off and swings his legs onto the bed. “They are outside the damn door making sure it is consummated which is stupid.” He said through pressed lips.

“Could we get it over with?”

Ivar rolls over on top of her snatching her arms above her head. “Whatever you wish princess.”

“Queen.”she corrected.

Ivar nudges her legs apart and shakes his head. “You’re behaving like a princess, very childish.” Ayesha tries to pull her hands away from him and he nods his head. “Uh uh.” His other hand explores between her legs until it meets her sweet spot. He pushes one finger into her slowly trying not to hurt her and she shifts uncomfortably for a moment until she becomes wet around him and the dull ache turns into pleasure. Ayesha hides her pleasure locking her eyes but her hips tell other wise as they start to grind against each thrust. Ivar gives a small smirk. “You like that Princess?”

She shakes her head no and he laughs a little. “Stubborn woman, I’m going to make you lose yourself.” Ivar adds another finger and begins a quicker pace. She soaked as she writhes under him. He presses his thumb against her running painfully slow circles on her clit and her eyes snap open. “And now?”

Ayesha feels a bundle of nerves building up and her eyes snap back close as the small orgasm overcomes her. She’s breathless and ashamed. Ivar removes his hand and lines his dick up. “This first time I’ll allow you to lay here.” He growls. “After this week, I won’t allow it.” Ivar adjusts himself and slowly pushes into her. Even though she’s wet her walls are tight and he finds himself grunting in pleasure and hissing a slur of profanities in her ear. Once he was deep in her he stilled himself for a moment and allowed her to adjusts. Ayesha pulled at her hands and he snatched them back up to headboard and reached for the lace above her head. He tied her hands in them and sneered at her. “Try it now.” Ivar rocked into her once and Ayesha pulled her legs up. She’d never felt such pleasure or pain. He stretched her and it felt as if he couldn’t get any deeper. His hips met hers causing the sound of their skin to fill the room. Ivar showed her no mercy as he slammed into her hitting her g spot each time.

“I can’t anymore.” She panted as the feeling of her oncoming orgasm took over. He thrust into her again and again and she came. Her walls clenched around him and her hips pull from him. Ivar drills her faster. “I’m coming.” He groans as he pumps into her. He falls onto her chest. “Fuck.”

She rugs at the lace. “Let me go.”

“I’d rather you sleep like that.” He smiled as he rolled off of her. “Remind you whose in charge.”

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A/N: Hey loves! I had fun writing this never really wrote something with her tied up. I’m gonna play with BDSM I think with this one both ways. So, you are here warned lol Let me know what you think! I might not can respond because my job sucks but I really love reading your comments or reblogs! Let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglists! Thanks for reading it! Y’all are awesome! 

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Valentines Day Prompts!

Hey y’all!!!

I’m still finishing up the 300 Followers Prompts but.... Valentines Day is around the corner and I wanna do another!!

Chose a (any even if not giffed) character- let me know rather it’s modern or viking age. And I will chose 3 to write for Valentines Day!

1 “You forgot me.”

“It was an accident.”

2 “Why are you so mean?”

“I don’t know, it’s like my factory setting.”

3 “Isn’t this amazing?”

4 “We have to be quiet.”

5 “You make me want things I can’t have.”

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