#Promisekeeper

[supernaturalnowfaith]

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

‭‭Philippians‬ ‭4‬:‭13‬ ‭NKJV‬‬

[mlisagray40]

Feeding WORD

‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:3‬ ‭NLT‬[3] “Come to me with your ears wide open. Listen, and you will find life. I will make an everlasting covenant with you. I will give you all the unfailing love I promised to David. https://bible.com/bible/116/isa.55.3.NLT

[swayaminfotech]

Happy Promise Day!

Every year, on February 11th, Promise Day is celebrated with utmost love and fervor. Make real promises, sweat your efforts into them, and experience a wonderful world of love.

[mother-first]

Two words, "I do".

I guess they didn't mean the same thing to you.

Pillow screams and jars of tears.

I'm living out my greatest fear.

Where we were called to be bloodline breakers, we are playing in the devils hand as a partaker.

One sided love and a made up mind, no second thought before you left me behind.

Praying to God to change the scene. Despite there being a reoccurring theme.

Selfishness and wrong priorities.

Knowing to you I'd always be the minority.

Why am I content knowing you'd settle? Feeling no more worthy than a meaningless petal.

Does he love me? Does he love me not? Disposing of each petal in this desolate lot.

Pick up those pieces you sad little girl. Look in the mirror, force a smile and give me a twirl.

Glossy eyes and broken smiles, familiar to when you hit the floor full of tiles.

Screaming, cursing and pleading with God. Feeling each promise was almost a fraud.

Needing my faith to be my life support, but shame and guilt remind me how I'm falling so short.

No glimpse of hope, no joy and no light. There doesn't appear to be any end in sight.

Lord please help my unbelief, my marriage will not be destroyed by this relentless theif.

I may not be strong, be brave or be right. But deep deep down I'm believing your insight.

You always work everything out for my good. You know my heart and prayers and your word says you would.

I'm choosing to stand on faith and not on sight. I'm believing the God of miracles in all of His might.

Lord I surrender my marriage to you, Yahweh do what only you can do.

Bring beauty to ashes and dry bones to life. Reconcile this husband back to his wife.

All for your Glory we will testify all our lives. Where you restored love where all we could see was strife.

I thank you Lord for all that you'll do. I speak to you fear, and every principality attached, I bind you to hell where you'll never come back. Hallelujah God of miracles, when you're presence comes we are freed from all shackles.

[laurahslife]

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[jedischild]

@promisekeep liked a thing there for they get the thing.

"Aunt Leia really does not like you." Allea said, she knew why of course, it had never been a secret in their family that her grandfather had done horrible things.

"I'm honestly surprised she let me anywhere near you."

[badassbarmaid]

"Welcome to Balamb Garden. I'm SeeD commander Squall Leonheart. Cid wanted me to meet you before bringing you to him."

Tifa was admittedly nervous. Being new to everything, she was excited but also worried she'd mess something up on her first day. Bowing her head out of respect, her crimson hues rested on the commander's face.

"Pleasure to meet you, Commander Leonheart," she greeted in kind. "I am honored to be here."

@promisekeep

[dameien]

@promisekeep ; cont.

   When Kahlan had invited him over, he’d been a little unsure of the welcome. The way she had looked at him … like he was someone she knew and yet he’d had to disappoint her when he’d told her that his name was Damien. She never told him who she thought he was at first and likely that was for the best. “Well … thank you. It’s not often the devil’s son gets invited into strangers homes.” Maybe not such a stranger. He’d told her the truth of him because he was sure that she had sensed it along with whatever she thought he was before all of that too.

   “No worries. Your place seems far nicer than mine regardless, so I’m used to it.” Damien had given up nice things when he’d been sent to the orphanage. Though he was well off, he didn’t see the point of being frivolous. “I brought you flowers,” Damien said as he pulled the orchids from his back. When he’d stopped by the shop, he’s seen them and thought of her. They were already in a vase too, so he said, “They should need water in a week. At least, that’s what I was told. Me and plants don’t usually mix well, but you seem like you might be better suited to them.”

[desireandduty]

"I think Luke takes after you the most and Leia, well... I'm sorry." Anakin said as the hover wheelchair brought him in the room Padme was staying in. They still were at the base until they could figure out where to go. Though Ani had an idea. "I've been speaking to Obi Wan and master Yoda. I think going into Hutt space is our best bet to stay off Palpatine's grid."

She looked up from where she was currently rocking Leia to sleep. Luke was already dozing peacefully in his crib. "She does seem to have her father's..... stubborn vivacity," she teased him with a wink. "Maybe you should be the one who has to get her to fall asleep." Her eyebrows rose in surprise at the news. "Really? You mean... go back to Tatooine? I didn't think you'd ever want to." To be clear, she didn't want to. As far as she was concerned, the only good thing to come out of that planet was her husband. If she never set foot on it again, she'd be fine with that.

[pagetreader]

{The Meme Escaped Me}

❝ I’ve loved you for more than half my life, and I don’t know how to stop it. ❞ (To padme from anakin)

With the advent of the war, things had grown terribly complicated, but the two had already confessed their feelings for one another. How could they ignore them now, especially considering they could be dead before peace was restored to the galaxy?

"Maybe you don't have to stop it."

@promisekeep

[supernaturalnowfaith]

“But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you.”

‭‭John‬ ‭14‬:‭26‬ ‭NKJV‬‬ https://bible.com/bible/114/jhn.14.26.NKJV

[forceconnected]

@promisekeep liked for a starter from Ahsoka for Anakin

"I know that Obi-Wan didn't believe in luck, but you, Skyguy are the luckiest person I know. How many times is it now that you've defied Death?"

[syntheticmortal]

“Ogiin?” asks Hardboots.

“Yes, my girl?” replies Ogiin.

“You told me... that I understood life was unfair already.”

“I did!”

Ogiin continues to smile. She finds fewer reasons not to these nights. Her child, 'Hardboots', looks far more severe. The changes to her body brought by the embrace into what the youth call the Nosferatu, and what Ogiin still calls the Promisekeepers, have left her lumpy and discoloured. Unlike Ogiin who, with her neck retracted, approximates an awfully hunched human, Hardboots would never show her face amongst the Kine again. Not like she used to.

But her Revenant Tribe, already familiar with the pain of an unintentional embrace, had not abandoned her. Even now they walk ahead through the dark forest, clearing the worst of the plants, harvesting fruit as they go, exposing tree roots for the Elder ambling behind them. However the Yearless are singing, and Ogiin suspects this is about how Hardboots is back here with her Sire, instead of with her kin in song.

Hardboots had been murdered by one of the Long Walking Folk, Blackbird, in a fit of his line's madness. Ogiin had saved her. In the old times, Blackbird would have been killed, and the Promisekeepers would have been judge. But instead they had gambled on Blackbird's recovery, instead of seeking justice.

Hardboots rolls her shoulders, and Ogiin forces herself to suppress a snicker at how her Childe's namesake make even her steps seem angry. “That doesn't mean I don't get fucking even,” Hardboots spits.

The Yearless use headlamps, and floodlights mounted on vehicles, but the Promisekeepers' pierce the dark with the glow of red eyes. Ogiin gestures at one of the prepared White Pine, and Hardboots gets on her knee without question. A hunting knife lets her spill her vitae onto the uncovered roots of one of the Great Lynx's trees. The blood will soak and spread, and the tree will grow, and strengthen. No one will be able to move through here except on foot, in time.

“And how do you plan to do that, my girl?”

“...I don't know,” Hardboots grunts.

Ogiin bobs her head. Those who hadn't met her feared her wisdom, but Hardboots is beginning to learn just how mischievous she is. Everything is a little game to her. The Yearless who age to become wrinkled and grey are exactly the same.

“Then I suppose, for now at least, we must busy your hands until you can think of how best to unleash your righteous vengeance, hmm?” Ogiin chuckles.

“You want me to wait?” Hardboots hisses the words, to keep her from raising her voice.

“Hardboots, my girl, you are about to live a very long time. The fire will dim, and then you will know what needs to happen. Until then, there's always more to be done. You need not rush your retribution, when something else is a little more urgent.”

“So, you want me to put it off until I stop caring?”

“...I chose to be a Promisekeeper, my girl, and I still remember what it was like to be rendered different. You will never stop caring. But eternity grants you endless time for clarity, and endless time for regret. So until you are ready, Hardboots.” Ogiin gestures at the next tree. “Here's something else we can do.”

THE EMPRESS | OZHAAWASHKO OGIIN

water from the vein, clean and nurturing.

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TURTLE MOM 🐢 TURTLE MOM 🐢 TURTLE MOM 🐢

[rindegbenro]

God Will Be With You Till The Very End | Dr. Rinde Gbenro

[aikoiya]

What if one of the ‘drastic’ things that Sans does is tell Undyne + Alphys about Tori?… Let’s say this takes place after Papyrus + Frisk enter the Hotlands, where Sans then finds Undyne at her house and tells her all about Tori as well as ‘the promise’ Papyrus made to her… Sans tries to convince Undyne that Tori is the ‘True Traitor’, not Papyrus… That Tori had tricked Papyrus into loving humanity… Sans wants to use Tori as a Scapegoat, so Papyrus won’t get thrown in jail! 🐐

Hey, that works.

But, damn. Won't that be an effing surprise when they raid her crib only to find, oh shit, it's the effing queen!! And they're trying to kill her kid & harvest their soul!

Like, what do you even do at that point??

[destruqtivist]

'Ben. Come home.' Leia hoped her force connection was strong enough to reach him. She knew her youngest, Seth had enough confrontations with him and that alone was worrying.

askbox : always open !

The words are haunting. He can feel the dread manifest its way through his body. The voice is warm, familiar, and compassionate in a way that burns. What was worse for him? Knowing she wanted nothing more than for him to regain his connection to the light or that she even thought it possible. He feels the rage and the suffocating sorrow surface. After everything, Leia ought not be a mother to him. She ought to be his enemy—but even for him, someone so lost in his own ways couldn't manage to make the distinction.

❝ I have no home. ❞ The words come from a voice that is strained, not quite his own, and yearning. His place no longer belonged near her. And he suspects it never did. Kylo's childish pains and hurts reminded him of this. He's never been able to bolster himself with wit and unshakable confidence like she can. There is no disillusionment. Her voice had never been able to reach the voice that had ensnarled your mind. Kylo is rotten and this he has accepted. ❝ You and Seth should bury your feeble-minded sympathies for me. This ends only in two ways: me or you. ❞