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2/4/2023 DAB Chronological Transcription

Exodus 16-18

Welcome to Daily Audio Bible Chronological. I'm Jill. Today is the fourth day of February, and it's so great to be here with you, winding this week down together. It's been just a riveting story, hasn't it? Moses leading the children of Israel out of Egypt and into freedom, but not without the opposition of Pharaoh, who is the ruler of Egypt, who has not a lot of regard for the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. And so we have turned the page in the story of our lives and the story of the Bible. And let's dive in, shall we? Today we're reading Exodus, chapters 16, 17 and 18. And today is the last day in the New English translation. Exodus, chapter 16.

Prayer:

Father, we thank you for your Word today. We thank you for this week that we have had together individually, how Your Word has spoken to our hearts collectively as a body of Christ and in community in this place at Daily Audio Bible. Each and every person engaged in your Word and allowing you to change them. I thank you for the change that you have brought to us, to the power of the Holy Spirit. May it be a work that is continuing deepening, deep into our hearts, and may we return different than when we came. We let go of anything that we are not able to complete or accomplish that is not ours to complete or accomplish this week. And we give you what is ahead and ask you to use us through our thoughts, our words and our deeds. And we thank you that we can trust you. And you hear us when we pray. And we pray this all in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Announcements:

What an incredible week it's been to be here with you. I hope that you will join me on the journey through the HL. That's not the Hobby Lobby. That's the Holy Land. As we will travel to Israel and be there for the next two weeks, we ask for your prayers. Jet lag is a real thing. It's a real hard thing. Probably takes the first week to get acclimated. And then just about the time you get settled in and have your wits about you, it's time to go back home and do it all over again. So thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your thoughts towards Brian and I, our family that is with us and our family that is still back home. It's going to be an incredible time together. I leave you now in the most delicate, strong, capable hands of my daughter, China, and I pray that you all have an incredible week together, as she will do the reading and I will bring you up to speed at what we accomplished throughout the day. I'm Jill. Until then, love one another.

Community Prayer Line:

Hey, this is Big Shoes, Tiny Feet. I am calling in to pray for Tiffany from New York and congratulations with your son Elisha. Lord, I pray for Tiffany and Elisha and her husband that you will bless this new family. I pray that you will give them grace with each other in this time of very little sleep. I pray that you will give them extra strength and that you will heal her from birth. And I pray especially for their marriage that you will bless them and give them so much joy. Please, Lord, make the nursing go well and easy. And especially pray for little Elisha lord. Keep him in your hands forever and just guide his desk wherever he's going and guide his parents and his upbringing and just take care of him and keep him safe and always keep him seeking you, Lord. In Jesus name I pray.

Hi DABC. This is His Redeemed Daughter from Florida. I have a prayer request for you guys to lift my children up, my adult children. One is not feeling well at all today, and she's about to. She's got two different positions for eye doctors that she's supposed to be applying for and she was so excited. And she also needs to make a discerned decision about that. Probably have to take the better job with the health care and things like that, but I just want her to make the right decision. But the main thing is I really wanted her to be healthy. So she's supposed to go for these job interviews or shadowing and things, and now she's sick and she doesn't feel good and she's going to have to go to urgent care place or something. Please pray for Jade to get better. Jade like the stone, my little gem. And then my son Tyler, both of them have opportunities to get really good jobs or move up Tyler to move up with the state, and they've been backing their feet for a while, and he would have full time and then health benefits. And at this time, right now in this world, these children, these college students and young age children, they need health care right now because I can't afford it. I'm older and I'm working still, and I'm trying to just make it. And I just really want them I just want you to guide them and be with them and give them discernment, please. I know that they don't always come to church with me and all that stuff, but I just really want you to stay there with them and guide them and bring them back. I love you. We pray for everybody on this podcast. Thank you.

Hey, my Victorious DABC fam. This is Kingdom Seeker Daniel. Family, let's pray. Father, I come on behalf of your daughter Nicole Simone and her sons Isaiah 27 and Jordan 15. God, you love those boys, those sons of Nicole, far greater than Nicole ever could. And therefore you have the plan already mapped out for them, you know, the plan that you have for them and so, Lord, will you rescue them from themselves, from the clutches of the enemy, from the grip of the world and bring them out of darkness into your marvelous light? We give you praise God that you are at work even now for Isaiah 27 and Jordan 15. Give mom Nicole rest to know that you're at work in their lives, in Jesus name and for our brother didn't leave a name, but God. His wife is in sin along with the daughters who need salvation living on the other side of town. Oh God, will you rescue this wife from herself from the grips of alcohol? I plead the blood of Jesus over her mind even now. I ask God that you would break the stronghold of alcohol in her life. I, for you, would demolish everything that the enemy has liked to this woman and told her that she needs to engross herself in alcohol. Father, heal her from the depths of her soul and bring her to the end of her alcohol and bring her to the beginning of Christ Jesus. Encourage this husband and do a miracle for this marriage in Jesus name.

Hi, guys, it's Kate calling in. I heard a prayer request from someone the other day. His name was Neil. And Neil, you said you lived in the northern mountains of Virginia and you told us about your situation with your wife and boy. My heart broke for you and for her and your kids. So, Father, I lift up Neil and Neil's wife and their children as they all go through a really hard season where the wife and mom has left the house and is living a dangerous lifestyle on the other side of the mountain. And Father, you are an expert in retrieving people from the other side of the mouth. Sorry. And I'm asking you to keep this sister safe while she is on that other side. And I pray that you bring strong, Christian, solid people alongside of her to help bear her burdens for their deep and years, decades old. And she has been wronged bothered by her father, by her abuser and just the consequences that come with that lead to a really tortured life. And you are expert in redeeming evil for good. Thank you that Neil is so dedicated and I pray you comfort him with your peace and grounding and that he would trust you despite everything to the contrary.

Hello, DABC family. This is Anna. I'm from Florida and I just want to thank both Jill and China for their amazing commentary in the past couple of days, starting with China. My goodness, when you talked about Joseph having the capacity to regulate his emotions during his feast with his brothers by exiting the room, taking some deep breaths and really coming back to full composure before reentering the space, I was just like, wow, I never thought to apply that to my own personal life. But indeed we ought to, because oftentimes we are so quick to react and respond to our own emotions without even considering how it's going to affect the atmosphere and the people in the room. So the fact that Joseph had the self awareness to step away is gold to me and I definitely am going to start practicing this more then Jill. Oh my goodness. This commentary on how in the scriptures we see the different biblical characters ascribing names to God out of the order of their worship whether that be Al Jaira or El Roy or El Salon or any of these things. But then we get to Moses and Moses has the immense privilege of asking God who is it that I should tell the people that has sent me? And God describes who he is for the first time he says I am that I am. Tell them that I am has sent you. I never thought about it that way and I'm just so enamored and floored and indeed it totally means that that God has called us to the higher profile.

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elchicodenim · 1 year ago

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"I'm still regretting the fact that I've never seen you at the age of thirty-one, that I've never been able to know what you'll look like, and that you've already said goodbye somewhere I can't see, and turned around and disappeared into the long river of time, which is both slow and fast, which is really painful, and it hurts me just to think about it, and I obviously don't want to miss you for a minute and a second.

But today is your birthday, I don't want to mention those painful emotions too much, I hope that today, at least today, the deepest love and the most sincere blessings can go to your side, surround you, protect you.

All these years, all I wanted to say on your birthday was, "Brother, wherever you are, have a happy birthday, be healthy and be safe."

I am always blessing you, always thanking you for your birth, thanking you for your landing. I can't really do anything to help you, I can only pray over and over again, as you struggle to hold on to yourself and run towards freedom, please asking God to keep you as free as possible from the winds and waves, and my heart will always be in the direction of your return, praying that we will meet again.

'If you want to make a bond with someone, you have to take the risk of shedding tears.' But because you are worth it, I'm not afraid of tears, I'm not afraid of another year of missing and waiting, watching countless people and things happen, fighting against time and the side effects of the passage of time - forgetfulness. I think that didn't wear away my love, but I am even more determined, as the years and months pass by, the more I feel that I love you deeply.

Don't give up, I think that if you are still holding on, I can also continue to hold on."

(source) - posted on november 6, 2023

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stusbunker · 4 years ago

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Questions: Who?

A Supernatural Fan-fiction Series

Featuring: Sam Winchester x Wife!Reader

Setting: Starts in Season 12, ends in Season 13

Sixth and Final Chapter of my Questions Series

A/N: Thanks to everyone for reading this through! I really appreciate the support and feedback! xoxo Stu

Warnings: Torture, blood, vomit, hospitals, fate, free will, pregnancy and childbirth, stupid levels of fluff at the end, which I meant to write all along.

You had worn many hats through the years: Daughter, Friend, Orphan, Hunter, Cousin, Fraud, Thief, Prisoner, Girlfriend, and now Wife. But nothing held the power of who you were like looking into his eyes.

This was it, this is what it meant to be insane, possibly feral. It was beyond reason, beyond anger or fear. It was a desperate, frustrating lack of control. The moment she came into the room you snarled at the woman. Prim and proper and utterly infuriating.

God, you wanted to snap her neck. That thought stopped you in your tracks, rank air pulled through your nostrils as you tried to get back to yourself. It would have been easier, if you weren’t still bleeding from the gunshot to your calf.

“We seem to have started off on the wrong foot. Understandably, a woman must defend her home,” she driveled on. “Now, we came to bring in the Winchesters, but you don’t really count.”

She paced in front of you, crisp suit unsullied from the dingy basement. You tried to remember what her partner or partners looked like, they couldn’t be very far. She hadn’t be the one to drag you in, let alone Sam. Sam. Where had they taken him?!

Your mind flitted through the chances of an escape, for either of you, while she prattled on.

“You know those boys stir up trouble wherever they go. We can help you. Give you a fresh start,” Toni attempted to give you a reassuring smile.

“Who do you think you are, lady? If you think I am going to turn on either of them, you are clearly not as smart as you look,” you spat out, chills racking your body, accentuating every aching joint bound by unforgiving knots.

“Give it time, some bacteria growth, and you’ll be crippled. Not much for hunting by then. I wonder what happens to those too weak to keep up?” She eyed you suspiciously. Then continued with breathy exasperation, “I’ll be back. Maybe then we can talk about where your loyalties lie.”

You woke to the sound of Sam’s screams, muffled and haunting. Lips chapped and with barely enough strength to lift your head you called back.

“Sam! Sam! Don’t--- don’t let her win! You hear me?!”

He broke off suddenly, the fear and rage resurfacing as you came back to your surroundings. Your head throbbed and you realized someone must have gagged him or knocked him out. You counted your own shallow breaths waiting for them to do the same to you.

The pain in your leg had changed, slowly you were able to squirm to see that they had sewn you up. The fact that you had been unconscious long enough for them to do any number of things to you made your empty stomach clench. You waited for the British Barbie to return as you worked through your options.

No one had come for you, despite the obvious rounds of torture Sam had endured. You sat and waited, pain and thirst battling for your attention as you tried to undo the ropes at your bleeding wrists. Suddenly a very different sound was pulled from Sam’s throat, a moan so specific that you finally lost the acid that had been building in your gut.

What the hell was going on?

You started to spiral, possibilities of what was to come scaring you more than anything else had ever before. As you slipped into unconsciousness once more, you started to dread waking back up.

Everything blurred, one moment you saw Sam’s face bloody and alarmed then Dean’s barking over the backseat. Cas’s voice was stern, but you couldn’t understand why he was so insistent.

Then there was a woman’s voice, one that was as soothing as it was foreign.

The air around you was clinically comfortable. The morning light slanted as it peeked through the vertical blinds, you were still tied down, but these were very different bindings. The I.V. and heart rate monitor kept you on a short leash. Sam’s snoring at your bedside the only thing that told you this was real. The sight of your husband so mutilated brought tears to your eyes.

The fact that you were in the hospital bed when he wasn’t told you how bad you must have been.

You cleared your throat, mouth sour and voice hoarse. Sam startled awake, wincing as he adjusted in the vinyl chair.

“Hey,” you whispered.

His hand snaked over the rail and grabbed yours, heavy and familiar.

“How you feelin’?” Sam asked, brow pitched.

“Surprisingly not bad. Why am I here, Sam? Couldn’t Cas---,” you started.

Sam cut you off, “He said it was best to bring you in, you were really dehydrated and needed two blood transfusions.”

“What about you?” You tried to sit up, brushing your fingers over the places where you remembered he had been bleeding.

“I’m fine. Cas took care of me. Listen, Baby, the reason Cas insisted you got to the hospital is, well,” Sam cleared his throat and cocked his head, debating on what to say next.

“Because I’m pregnant,” you answered.

“You knew?” Sam gaped, floundering so much that you almost laughed in his face.

You nod. “The world was ending, I wasn’t sure it was going to last. And couldn’t put something else out there to worry about.”

“You still could have told me.” Sam sniffed, the news overtaking him in a way you hadn’t seen before.

“I know, and I’m sorry,” you breathed out, gripping Sam’s forearm as you braced yourself for reality. “Am I still? Did we lose--,”

“Hey, it’s okay, you are. The doctor had strong and steady heartbeats from both of you.” Sam smiled down at you as he leaned forward to kiss your forehead.

“Is it bad that I don’t know how I feel about it yet?” You asked nervously, praying he wouldn’t judge you for your honesty.

He barely even hesitated, bless him.

“Of course not. The lives we lead, this is going to take some adjusting. For all of us. But if you’re in this, I’ll be right there beside you,” Sam gave you a watery smile. “Alright?”

You nodded and leaned in to give him a simple kiss, lingering in the calm of sharing his oxygen.

“Sam?” You asked. He hummed in reply. “Who was the woman in the car with us on the way here? I don’t remember seeing her, just a voice.”

“Well, apparently Amara decided Dean needed something in return for him, I don’t know, reconciling her and Chuck, God, whatever. So she, uh, she brought back my mom.”

Being benched after the Brits kidnapping you was understandable, your body and psyche needed a breather. But now it was getting frustrating.

“Sorry, pregnant chicks don’t get to hunt, not on my cases,” Dean tossed you one of his petulant company smiles.

“You’re being ridiculous! I’m barely showing, no one needs to know,” you argued with your stubborn brother-in-law as Sam and Castiel shared apprehensive looks behind Dean’s back.

“Yeah, well, I know. Look, I get it, you can take care of yourself. But this is big, alright? If Lucifer gets wind that Sam’s got a fresh meat suit on the way,” Dean puffed himself up to unload on you.

“That’s enough, Dean,” Cas chided.

Sam was visibly stunned by Dean’s comment, the possibility of Lucifer using you or your baby made him recoil with disgust.

Of course you hadn’t thought of that. Vessels were linked by bloodlines, you carried a part of the fallen archangel’s true vessel. As you processed the gravity of what Dean was saying, Sam seemed to slump with guilt.

“Oh, god,” he said underneath his breath.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll stay back on this one,” you tried to reassure him.

“I didn’t even think--- you have to be careful. I mean it, until Lucifer is back in the cage or dead, none of us are safe.” His hands latched onto your hips, thumbs rubbing tight circles over your growing belly.

You pulled his jaw up to look him in the eye, the man you trusted beyond all others, the love of your life, your rock.

“We will be fine, Sam. Go do what needs doing and come home safe. All of you.” You looked to Dean whose jaw was set in agreement. You nodded to Cas and leaned up to kiss Sam goodbye.

It hurt to watch them go where you couldn’t help keep them safe. But you had a different job to do now and it just kept getting bigger.

Days turned into weeks and there were no leads on Sam or Dean. Mary and Cas were doing everything they could, but nothing would ease your anguish until you had answers.

Your body continued to grow, the constant reminder that time progressing was just one more thing beyond your control.

The fear of raising your baby alone increased with each passing day.

Jody called out of the blue and a tidal wave of emotions hit you. You had a village, even if they were widespread. You could do this if you had to. You would do whatever it took to keep your family safe, even if it meant eventually having to give up on finding Sam and Dean.

They charged in through the garage on a gray afternoon, gaunt and exhausted. Time, finally seemed to stop as Sam’s face flushed with relief as you ran into his arms.

“Do you know what you’re having?” Kelly Kline’s bright eyes flitted to your matching bump.

You shook your head. “Nope, decided to let it be a surprise, we aren’t really the decorating type. You?”

“Half spawn of Satan, but I feel like it’s a boy,” she teased, you appreciated her snark.

“What’s that like? Do you have to deal with wings in there along with all the kicks and elbows?” You pulled your knee up on the couch in the cabin’s small living room. Getting as comfortable as possible as you got to know Lucifer’s baby mama.

She groaned out a sigh. “Probably? Who knows? He’s growing so fast!”

You caught Castiel’s eye as the unspoken worry passed between you.

“The baby is human shaped, his wings are not corporeal on this plane,” your angel friend explained dully.

“Who needs an ultrasound when you’ve got this guy?!” you broke the awkward silence as Kelly internalized that her son, in fact, had wings.

“I’m sorry, how is it you know Castiel, Y/N?” Kelly tried to change the direction of the conversation.

“Uh, well, I’m a hunter. Do you know what I mean by that?” You offered.

“Like the Winchesters?” Her voice grew tighter as she looked to Cas to ensure she and her baby remained safe in your presence.

“Like the Winchesters. In fact I--,” you tried to ease into it.

“She is Sam’s wife, Kelly. I brought her here for you to understand that though their actions might seem extreme, they are good men,” Cas explained.

“But they’re also idiots,” you broke in. “We all have our baggage, for Sam, a lot of that baggage is Lucifer. Do you know who my husband and his brother are?”

You let your guard down, breathing through your inner defensiveness and spoke to Kelly as a civilian. Because she was still such an innocent, despite everything that had happened since Lucifer jumped into her boyfriend.

Kelly looked to Cas before shaking her head.

“Sam was Lucifer’s power suit, his true vessel. He was destined from the beginning to bring forth the apocalypse. And Dean was Michael’s. Two sets of brothers meant to end the world.”

“I don’t understand, why wasn’t he--,”

“Because Sam, and Dean, chose a different path,” Cas concluded.

“And so, I’m here to let you know that your child will be allowed to chose the right path for himself.” You sighed, feeling the weight of destiny in your words. The offer to bring her child into your family despite his parentage as a sign that the world held more good than chaos.

You didn’t know who you were reassuring more, Kelly or yourself.

It was nothing like you had expected, yet just as horrendous as you had imagined. Your muscles seized as you bore down, again. The clothed faces of the doctor and nurses were a sea of unfamiliarity. You needed Sam.

But he wasn’t there.

You groaned, trying to push harder than ever before. You had to be nearly done. You needed your baby to finally arrive so you could rest. As much as you wanted to meet them; you were exhausted, mentally, physically and emotionally depleted.

“And relax,” the doctor coached. “Great job, Mrs. Campbell. Breathe.”

You nodded, mouth closed as you tried not to cry.

You had never felt so alone in your entire life, not in foster care after the wendigo had slaughtered your parents or in the years after losing Rafe. Not even the dank cell that Crowley had left you in, had you felt this terrifyingly and helplessly alone.

You were going to be a mother. And there was no one at your side. No matter how certain you were that Sam wanted to be there; he wasn’t.

Before you were ready, you were pushing through another contraction.

“Big push, keep going, that’s it, don’t stop,” the doctor’s voice was firm and insistent. You wanted to swing your machete. Or a solid baseball bat.

You screamed as your body burned, clenching and pulsing against the child inside you. You needed it out.

“That’s it, you’re doing great,” a voice like heaven broke through your anguish as Sam peeled your hand from the bedside rail.

“You prick!”

“I know,” Sam acquiesced, giving you his determined furrowed brow as the doctor regained your attention.

“Glad you could make it, Dad. Mom? We need another series of big pushes from you. Are you ready?”

“No--- I need a break--- fuck!” You felt the contraction attack your body and you couldn’t help but whimper.

“You can do this, just a few more, Baby,” Sam promised with quiet insistence.

You gave a faltering effort, which the doctor acknowledged.

“Alright, we missed that one, don’t stop again. Let’s go, big finish,” the doctor barked, her voice insanely controlled.

You were not made for the calm approach; you unleashed, grunting and pushing through as you fought with every once of strength you had left. It hurt so much suddenly you had stepped away from the moment, trying to focus on the effort without maintaining a full grasp on your body.

Your hearing muffled as your body resisted.

There was no way around this, but through it. You bucked against the stirrups and bore down one last time.

“We have a head!” The nurse exclaimed, excitement blooming in your chest.

You looked at Sam. Your tears of relief and wonder matched in his eyes. You pushed again, teeth clenched as an unholy growl escaped from deep inside you.

“It’s a boy!” The doctor cried.

You fell limp as they moved to clean up your son. Sam was called over for the cord. Somewhere in the chaos, the doctor got you through the afterbirth. Then, at long last, you were able to hold your baby.

Sam handed him to you as you adjusted to lay him flush to your chest, feeling his clammy skin to yours. He was so tiny, and warm, a wrinkled bruiser, and the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

“Ohhhhh,” you cooed through more tears. “Hey, buddy. It’s good to see you.”

You kissed his downy head, feeling peace float through you. You looked up to Sam, who remained standing, watching you with such reverence in his expression that you laughed at him.

“We did it,” you gushed.

“Nah, this one is all you,” Sam winked before he brushed his thumb over the back of the baby’s head.

“Where’s Dean?”

“He and Jack are in the waiting room,” Sam answered, not looking away from the baby’s face.

You nodded before you looked down to find the baby squirming against your breast. “Let them wait.”

Sam hummed in agreement.

“Alright, little man, this is your first lesson: driver picks the music, while carseat sleeps the whole way home. Ya got it?” Dean crooned down to your son as you snapped the last latch in place.

“That’s cute that you think I am going to let you drive him home,” you teased.

“What?! Come on, you can’t drive; I heard the doctor! You guys can ride with me and my baby! It is only right that his first car ride be in the Impala,” Dean argued. Sam sighed and Dean spun on the spot. “No, not you too.”

“There isn’t really the right kind of hook ups in the backseat, Dean,” Sam reasoned.

“Oh don’t you get all safety patrol on me now,” Dean huffed.

“I mean, we could always install some brackets----,” you started, smirking at Sam.

“I’m not even going to let you finish,” Dean cut you off. “Fine. Take your crappy import back. But Little Bobby is going to ride with me, sooner or later.”

You knew he was right. And you would have bet that Dean was already figuring out what hidden adjustments he could make without “yuppifying” his prized Chevy.

“Little Bobby?” Jack questioned, looking to Sam in confusion. Your husband just shrugged.

“What? You name my nephew Robert and don’t like it when I call him Lil Bobby?” Dean looked between you and Sam with an exasperated dead eye.

“We named him Robert Rafe John Winchester, Dean,” Sam clarified.

“We’re calling him RJ,” you finished.

“That’s nice,” Dean replied before leaning down and fist bumping your son’s little knuckles. “See ya at home, Lil Bobby. Your folks are nuts. Tough break, kid.”

“Right,” Sam chuckled as he picked up the handle on the bucket carseat, following you as the five of you made your way out of the hospital room. You walked behind Jack, who was lost in thought, as he kept up with Dean.

All your boys.

The only person missing was Mary; you felt her absence like a proverbial gray cloud hovering over your heads. There was still work to do, baby or no.

Sam and Dean wouldn’t quit until the world was safe. Their mother’s safety was only the next hurdle.

And you wouldn’t expect any less from your family. You knew your child would be protected; he didn’t need normal to be happy and healthy and neither did you.

You had everything you needed, you had your husband and your son. The hunt was out there waiting for when you were ready to get back to it.

You were complete.

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vickiemae · 3 years ago

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7:11AM Thoughts:

To my future husband.

I have no clue or idea who you may be or where you are. Or if I’ve already met you. But should you happen to ever read this I want you to know: I’m not perfect. By ANY means. I’m flawed…..as we all are. I’m headstrong. I’m hard headed. I’m assertive. I have a smart mouth. (You’ll probably be more entertained by my responses more than anything because I’m slick funny AF out here in these streets. 😂😂) And lastly, I sleep with the TV on so we’ll have to compromise some way if that’s not your vibe. 🤷🏽‍♀️😂

However, even after saying all that I want you to understand this: the human language is far too premature to explain or even comprehend how much I will love you. I will love you past human understanding.I can’t promise that our love will be easy or without moments of challenge. But I can promise that the one common denominator that brings us back closer each time we bump heads will be our love for each other. I’ll feel safe with you. I’ll be able to let my armor down with you. I won’t need to run or retreat from you. (I’ll doubt you’ll let me anyways 😂). And for the moments I try, you’ll grab me and hold me closer because you’ll know that’s what I need most. You’ll call me to task when needed. You’ll correct me when I’m wrong with love and kindness rather than with harshness and arrogance. You’ll call just to hear my voice sometimes. You’ll kiss me in the morning before you leave for work. You’ll tell me you love me without being prompted. You’ll take ownership in our love and understand that we’re partners in this thing called life and never adversaries. We’ll keep choosing each other….always. You’ll forget to plan date night and I’ll for sure have an attitude about it (😂), but you’ll do a small gesture like kiss me on my forehead or turn on my favorite show/movie and ask me to watch it with you like we haven’t seen it 100 times already. You’ll see all of me and bring me closer. I’ll pack your lunches for the week. I’ll write corny love messages to you just because I know they irk your nerves sometimes. I’ll rub your head as you watch TV or lay down just because it makes me feel closer to you. Intimacy will never be a stranger in our home. It will be a constant. I’ll tell you I love as often as the sun shines somewhere in the world…which is always. I’ll hold you closer. I’ll champion the man that you are and the man you will evolve into as we grow older. I’ll trust your judgment. I’ll trust your leadership. I’ll love you past your pain. I’ll create a safe haven in our home for you to be exactly who you are. No judgment. No fear. Just love. When you get off of work, you’ll come home to a clean space with nourishment for your soul. I’ll listen to your ideas and show you how proud of you I am. I’ll show you what it’s like to love on a higher frequency. I’ll show you what unconditional feels like. You’ll understand how sweet it is to have your rib in the flesh perform acts of sacrifice on a daily. And if we’re ever so blessed for me to carry your children/legacies, I’ll take honor and glory in the fact that God sees fit for our dynasties to walk the Earth and make a difference. Our children will shift the world. I can feel it and I know this. I know everyone says their kids are “the best” but ours really will be. Our children will be inspired by our love. I pray our future daughter will be shown how a man in love acts by how you love me. With patience and virtue, she’ll know how love feels by watching us. May she never be unsure in love. May she understand that God does not operate in confusion and know that He is always in stability. May our son know what it is to be a man by watching you. May your past experiences teach him how to operate with integrity and be honest about who he is. May you show him how to cultivate his life and honor his gifts….whatever they may be. May you show him that vulnerability is magic. You’ll show him that women are God’s greatest creation. You’ll show him how to honor all the women in his life and ecosystem with grace. So, whoever and wherever you are…I promise to never settle. For settling only delays the timeline of us either growing if we’ve met already or meeting if we haven’t already. With love and eternally yours. -V. 🧿

PSA: Only the closest people to me know this so I’ll let you in on a little secret: I used to be a writer back in my high school and college days. I’m talking essays, stories, soliloquies, poems, and Haikus. Presently, I still write. But it’s more personal now. More intimate. I journal every morning during prayer and meditation and I see myself more presently. Hopefully this allows you to see yourself. 🦋🧿🧡

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zamilemzizi · 3 years ago

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A trip down lockdown memory lane!

A trip down memory lane

As my business steadily builds itself back up, with a new face and some Covid-influenced changes, I look back at what it was like for a few months last year as just the “Mom.” The South African lockdown, one of the strictest in the world at that time, forced most of us Marketing and PR SME owners to close our doors and focus on creating a safe and “new normal” environment for ourselves and our families.

My parents both contracted the Corona Virus and so, it was left up to me to care for ALL five grandchildren for a few months. Including my own children, I had two five-year-olds’ (one boy; Wandi and one girl; Koli), one nine-year-old girl (Thotse), a twelve-year-old girl (Lungi) and the legend himself, my two-year-old son (Bugsy) whom you will have read a lot about on my personal Facebook page. As if that was not enough, we rescued an eight-week-old puppy (Luna) too!

Being a person known for preferring the company of all the Mzizi grandchildren, I was up for the challenge of this time spent being reacquainted with the daily struggle of just-being-the-mom-with-no-work without the pressure of having to go to work.

I acknowledge that my experience of this time is grossly different to that of a majority of my fellow countrymen/women, who struggled to make ends meet. Zam’s Hive started a fund, which generously received funds donated by almost ALL of my clients, close friends and colleagues from my place of work. We used these funds to assist families who wrote in via WhatsApp and SMS stating what their urgent needs were and paired them with the correct donor. I was astounded at how the people I knew were able to look beyond their own experience of the Lockdown, and were able to give the little (or lot) that they had to keep hope alive.

However, being the stay-at-home mom yielded quite a few hilarious experiences, which naturally, I shared on social media as they happened. Here are some of these posts. I hope they make you chuckle a bit at my expense. I hope they remind you that no matter how bleak the situation, our inner circle, our families, our children, the people that matter most to us are the ones we should keep our focus on.

How the wars began…

Wandi’s benevolent fart

Raising boys is a BREEZE!

My Wandi has reached that age where every hug and cuddle is a conscious decision on his part to be with me. It says, ' I choose to be near YOU. I choose you, mommy'

So imagine my joy as I was working in my office and my big boy chose that moment to sit on my lap...

He sat facing me, flashed his special smile and said' 'Mommy, let me show you how much I love you'

He put his hands on my shoulders and closed his beautiful brown eyes. I could see him mentally reaching deep within himself in order to share what he had to say. Then...

I felt it. A persistent drill-like hammering on my sturdy thigh where his bony bum was perched.

The stench was instant and the fog it created in my mind was confusion personified. I could not immediately compute that my baby came all this way just to fart on me. As realization dawned on me, my little angel held onto me just a little bit tighter to keep me in place as the hammer-drill was still operating. My thin leggings were no barrier from the barrage of bodily functions battering my poor skin.

During this assault, Wandi did not change his facial expression at all. He looked like a little Buddha bestowing a blessing upon a lesser mortal.

When he was done, he nimbly sprang off my leg and bestowed a beguiling cherubic smile upon me. Slowly reversing from the room with his cheesy smile and eyes closed, he blessed me with his benevolent ' enjoy the smell mommy' and quietly closed the door.

Bugsy drinks shit water

I'm on my knees begging for this changeling to be taken. Return Bugsy pre-terrible twos to me please!

I went into the toilet for a teensy while. I'd been holding it in for some time chasing my kids around. To my knowledge, fake Bugsy was safely chilling on my bed.

As my empty bladder and I float out the bathroom, changeling proudly displays a cup of water he is drinking...now this is a problem because all taps and cups are beyond his reach. This cup looks like the dirty one I ignored on the floor a teensy while back- are you judging me Karen?!

I frantically urge fake son to show me if he got water from the other toilet. He proudly replies, ' I no drink here Wandi peepee here' This is good. It's great actually. Wandi has diarrhea and drinking from his toilet could kill someone. Never mind Corona.

So I drag the smirking not-really-my-son into the kitchen to wash this mysterious cup. At this stage I'm fuming at the lord thinking 'turn this crap into wine NOW'

As I wash the still alcohol free cup, I turn to find swopped-at-birth guy smacking his lips and drinking from the bucket mqobothi style.

MY HEART SKIPS A BEAT!

I used water and Jik to clean dog poop just now. I spilled the water but clearly not all of it. What's worse here? Jik poisoning or dog poop poisoning?

The terror child is ok. I gave him milk and surrendered the rest to his creator.

I'm ok. I have a new twitch in my eye and I think I might have peed my pants a little. But otherwise baaah I'm good.

No really.

Just fine.

Look- fake son took the tin of milk and smeared the stuff on himself.

I'm just FINE!

Then the tensions were rising

The stand off

In a bid to demonstrate his defiance of my authority, my two year old has taken the long life milk and some shopping bags to an undesirable corner of the house. He has boldly announced that, 'I puttinnnin me in noty cona' This is his strategy to deprive my authority of putting him in a corner myself. The standoff continues...

Sulking in the shower

I swear I don't make this stuff up...

Wandi just played with matches and his cousins came to tell on him. Naturally I gave him 'the look' times 10. He says to me,

'I know you're cross with me and wont talk to me.'

He stalks off to the shower and sits there while singing his new and spontaneously composed struggle song. The words weren't too clear but this is what I heard:

Take me away in peace, take me away in peace.

Please note he has taken to eating some of his meals in this shower.

Can someone please send me a bottle of gin??! Its for the kids.

The breaking point

Exacting revenge in small ways

My kids broke my hair clippers machine while I was cutting them. So now I'm leaving them with unfinished cuts because one needs to take revenge wherever the opportunity may present itself-even if it's your own kids. They think they know me. Mxim!

Mom flu strike

I've been in bed with flu for a week now. During this my kids haven't given me an inch of space and rest.

I'm still a horse, jungle gym, chef, personal snot cleaner and unwilling audience to dance shows and song decompositions.

Tonight was just the worst! I went to the chemist for more meds and so needed a nap from the trip. Only to realize that I'd over slept and it was supper time.

After a mad dash to cook, serve and feed the royal highnesses, I'd had enough.

Where am I now? What am I doing now? These are all relevant questions I'm happy to answer for you.

I'm in my bedroom. For the first time since I became a mother, I have done the only sensible thing a tired parent can do...

I'VE LOCKED MY BEDROOM DOOR BIYAAACHES!

The situation update is as follows:

Hostile!

1. Two year old has attempted breaking door down

I DON'T CARE!

2. Five year old has resorted to creepy body plastering against door and quietly chanting 'mooommyyyy can we have ice cream while you die?'

I DON'T CARE

3. In a rare show of solidarity the boys are now howling like wolves outside the door, throwing in the odd 'moooommmy where are youuuu'

I D O N T C A R E!

4. Nine year old niece has increased the volume and frequency of her coughing

IIIIIIIII DOOOOOOOONT CAAAAAAARE!

I'm at peace in my warm bed. Let the siege continue I have all that I need in here. A bathroom, all the toilet paper in the house, the only phone with airtime and did I mention -I'm the only person tall enough to cook. Muhahuahua!

They will know me!

The resolution?

Wandi prays for peace

So as usual the kids were acting up and driving me crazy before bedtime. This time however, the transgressions were extreme.

Someone didn't pee INSIDE the toilet but decided to mark his territory next to it instead.

Another decided to generously leave food on a dinner plate and put it in the kitchen sink for Santa maybe.

Another was dejectedly roaming the passage without pajama bottoms like a homeless person. Left to wander the night in shame and bottomlessness.

This was the last straw and I blew my top off.

EVERYONE TO BED WITHOUT A STORY NOW!

Even the little one understood that Armageddon was nigh, and scurried into bed as fast as his fat stubby legs could carry him (only half way up the bed usually).

In an unusually respectful and hesitant tone, Wandi bravely reminded me that I forgot to pray. So fine! I asked God to please help me make my children good etc.

Wandi again bravely offered to pray too and this is where he played his master plan into action (he never wants to pray):

Wandi: Dear God, please make all my dreams come true. The end.

Yes. He said the end and not AMEN. I felt a reluctant smile coming on but I was wise to the enemy.

The next morning the kids all came to greet me in that way guilty kids do hoping for a cease-fire.

'Good morning rakhali' etc.

Then the master played his Ace move.

Wandi: In the name of Jesus, good morning everyone!

How could I remain grumpy after my son evoked the name of Jesus?!

He's goooooood. One point to Wandi. None to me.

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dailyaudiobible · 4 years ago

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01/04/2021 DAB Transcript

Genesis 8:1-10:32, Matthew 4:12-25, Psalms 4:1-8, Proverbs 1:20-23

Today is the 4th day of January welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I'm Brian it is great to be here with you today as we launch forward into our first…well…workweek…workweek of the new year. For some of us this is the first day back in this brand-new year. And, so, you know, we’re settling back into the rhythm of things with a hope a great hope that this will be a year where we will mend. Last year was one for the books. And mending doesn't necessarily mean returning to any kind of status quo, it just means a time to heal, a time to pursue the way forward by pursuing the narrow path that leads to life that Jesus will illuminate, will teach us about as we journey through the Gospels. So, it is a fantastic, it is a joy to be here with you today as we move forward. So, let's get to it. We are reading from the Christian Standard Bible this week. We have already talked about Genesis. We’ve talked about Matthew. We’ve talked about Psalms. Now this is the fourth day of the year. When we get to the Proverbs we’ll talk about the Proverbs and then we’ll be kind of moved into the books that we’re reading. But first, Genesis chapters 8, 9, and 10 today.

Introduction to the book of Proverbs:

Okay. This brings us to the book of Proverbs in our Proverbs reading today. And, so, we haven't actually talked about the book of Proverbs yet to get moved into it, like we’re moving into this year. And, so, let’s talk about Proverbs. Proverbs is a book of wisdom. In fact, remember how we were talking about how the Bible is broken down, like we have Old Testament and New Testament, those are delineations and then within those delineations are subgroups, like the Torah or like the Gospels. So, Proverbs is the centerpiece of a section of the Scriptures known as the…the wisdom literature of the Bible. And, so, it's, Proverbs, and then the others are Ecclesiastes and Job, and part of the Psalms. And wisdom literature is a genre. I mean there's wisdom literature outside of the Bible. It’s a genre of literature. But this is the biblical wisdom literature at its intended to speak directly. It's not like a narrative story where we’re kind of learning all the little twists and turns of how the story went. This is direct teaching. And although it can come in the form of a rhetorical question or a riddle or…or just a direct statement, its intended to speak directly to what it's trying to teach. And, so, the Proverbs are invaluable, invaluable for our lives, like, truly. As we continue into the book of Proverbs wisdom will come forward and introduce herself, and she will introduce herself in the feminine voice. And she will tell us that she was with God in the beginning, that He used her. That she celebrated and danced with delight and joy at the creation of humanity and that she is here at every crossroads pointing the way if we will simply slow down and not blast through that intersection into some kind of brick wall and destroy ourselves. She's there saying, “this is the way you should go. Not that one.” If we will simply listen to her. So, she has a valuable voice in our lives for this year and…and for the rest of our lives for that matter. And we should pay attention clearly and closely. In fact, at this point I would make you aware that this is the Daily Audio Bible, but there is the Daily Audio proverb. And it's…it's like less than five minutes…about five minutes a day of pouring unfiltered wisdom right into your soul. If you keep that up, you’re going…and be…and heed the call…like heed her words…well…that's the path of wisdom. That's how we become wise. And, so, there is that resources. It’s like a vitamin…if this is the Daily Audio Bible and this is the meal then that’s the vitamin. And…and there's also the Daily Audio Psalms, which is like just a couple minutes a day to just stay in this rhythm throughout the day because what we will see in the Bible is many many many rhythms established, because once we get into a rhythm then we have a repeatable process that is continually reminding us of who we are because it's easy enough to forget. We get swept into other people's conflicts, we get swept into other people's gossip, we get swept into all kinds of things that aren't us and we pick up offenses and carry them around and they're not even ours. We forget our identity and yet we come here to be reminded each and every day with the rhythms of life who God is, who we are, where we are going. And, so, with that said let’s read from the Proverbs. We’ll read chapter 1 verses 20 through 23 today.

Prayer:

Father we thank You for that. We press into that. We make it a point. As we continue to sail out of the harbor and into the deep for this year, we make it a point to always pay attention and heed the voice of wisdom in our lives. We’re gonna need it and You have given it to us. It is there for us. It's not hidden, it's available to us. And, so, Father help us to listen to what she has to say and heed her counsel we pray. In the mighty name of Jesus, we ask. Amen.

Announcements:

dailyaudiobible.com is home base, it’s the website, it’s where you find out what's going on around here. So, be familiar with it. Get connected there. The Prayer Wall is there. Yeah, just be familiar. Of course, if you’re using the Daily Audio Bible app and that is highly recommended for the year that we’re on for lots of reasons, but it helps us keep track of where we are and where we’re going. And as we move through the different sections of the Bible we receive, like achievement notifications that we’re making this progress - this is where we are, this is how far we've gone, this is the section we’re going through. We get these badges that show up and is just a much much more connected experience. So, check out the Daily Audio Bible app. It’s free wherever you get your apps. So, just search for Daily Audio Bible, and download the app and dive into this year.

Also reminding you that we have re-launched Daily Audio Bible kids and our son Ezekiel is in the driver seat there and doing such…such a great job. So proud of him. But it is a beautiful thing, to allow your children to experience. And this is a New Testament reading. So, it’s not long. It's not beyond the attention span of a child. And to go through the Bible for kids with kids by kids, this is truly a beautiful thing. So, yeah, if you’ve got kids or grandkids check out the Daily Audio Bible Kids in Daily Audio Bible app and…and enjoy. It’s inspiring.

If you want to partner with the Daily Audio Bible, you can do that at dailyaudiobible.com. There is a link on the homepage. It lives there. Thank you. Thank you for everyone who’s ever pressed that link. If you’re using the Daily Audio Bible app, you can press the Give button in the upper right-hand corner or the mailing address is PO Box 1996 Spring Hill Tennessee 37174.

And, as always, if you have a prayer request or encouragement, you can hit the Hotline button in the app and share from there. It’s the little red button up at the top or you can dial 877-942-4253.

And that's it for today. I’m Brian I love you and I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow.

Community Prayer and Praise:

Happy new year Daily Audio Bible family this is Catherine calling from Maryland and I just wanted to offer a prayer for you Afia. I missed that you moved from Delaware to central California. So, good luck settling into your new area. And maybe that’s part of the feelings that you have. But God please be with Afia. Help him to know You in a new way this year in 2021 and to settle into his new place and to mend his relationships with You, with himself, with…with everyone around him and grow closer to You. And I just want to tell a little story of…of the word of the year. So, I was driving in my car and trying to remember what it was and I…the word in my mind came as “mind” and then I realized quickly that, “no it’s not mind its mend” and then I thought “how funny though that mind in the sort of old style of the word is to obey, right? To listen, to heed.” And we do have to mind God and God’s word and put our minds on God word…God’s word in order to mend for 2021. So, little change of vowel but…but the two kind of go together. So, I thought that was kind of an interesting little God breeze. Anyway, I love you family and look forward to spending 2021 with you and God bless Brian and Jill and the entire Hardin family. Amen.

Hello this is Ben Kramer and we are from Fort Wayne Indiana and I really like how…how you’re doing this and I think you’re doing a great job. I also pray that we all stay safe during Covid and my mommy does too, right? Right. I hope to listen to you guys tomorrow. Thanks.

Hi this is Stu Sutton from Southern California. I just want to pray a blessing over everyone as they embark on this one-year journey with the Daily Audio Bible. It is an incredible journey; one I’ve been fortunate to take for several years now. And I can’t tell you how important it is to be focused on the words. Don’t be distracted while you’re listening. Read along if you’re able to do that and to make this an important part of your day whether it’s how you start the day or how you and the day. It’s an incredible way to allow God’s word and the truth of God to come into your life and to give you perspective on each and every day. And I can’t say how much I am in complete awe and reverence for what Brian Hardin and his whole family has done here and to see over the years how it just keeps getting better and better and better. And it’s a testament to how living authentically by the word of God can be an incredible blessing. And, so, I wish that blessing and I pray that blessing upon everybody that’s taking this journey this year through the Daily Audio Bible in 2021. Thank you all and we have an incredible day, an incredible year together.

Good morning DAB family giving all praise glory and honor to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who is the head of my life. This is Walking in the Wilderness in Georgia. I am calling to say on January 5th it will be my one-year DAB anniversary. I have been blessed beyond measure’s for the person who gifted this app to me and I am so thankful for Brian, Jill, China, and the rest of the family and all those who take part into keeping this Daily Audio Bible going. I will officially start putting my log on the fire. This year has already started rough. Satan has tried but I will not give him any glory. I will still continue to praise, glorify, and worship my Lord and Savior for we wrestle not against flesh and blood but against the spirits of this world. So, I love you my DAB family and happy 2021. Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Peace.

Hello Bob from Arizona I’m just calling after listening to the Christmas podcast actually even though this is New Year’s Day today. I just want to thank Brian and Jill for loving us. You have been used so mightily, so…so wonderfully by our Lord I am overwhelmed by the giving of certain people and you and your family come to mind. Brian today even in this New Year’s Day that we’re presently in, all things made new as you spoke of in your Christmas Day podcast. It was a wonderful teaching about that longing, that empty space still that we have. Yeah, it’s…it’s…it’s a wonderful thought and meditation to know that all things are becoming anew again and they will be made new by our Lord in His coming. We look forward to that. I look forward to that. I look forward so much to all evil being eliminated by the graciousness love of God. So, thank you. Thank you, Brian and Jill. And I pray that your year is prosperous, holy, blessed. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

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mianite-3-unofficial · 5 years ago

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What the Water Gave

Tom still slept, even as their third day in Vatredas inched its way from noon into evening.

A dream was holding him, tight in its grasps.

He was waist deep in warm water, the surface obscured by hundreds and thousands and hundreds of thousands of lotus flowers and lilly pads. Each blossom was as colorful as a million sunsets, brushing up against his bare skin, the scar on his side. Before that he had been in an endless forest, berry bushes lining his path and birds of all colors staring silently at him. It was rather pretty. Sonja would’ve liked it.

Maybe he could bring her a blossom. He could bring Sparkelz one, too. Bring Jericho one. Wag, Martha, Dianite, Mot, even the Deviser, who had been silent since they arrived in Vatredas. Quietly, he reached out, pulling at a blossom.

It didn’t even budge. He pulled harder. Yet again, nothing. He pulled again, and again, digging his feet in the muck at the bottom of the pond-

His foot slipped.

He fell backwards into the water, haloed by lotuses. He gasped. Water filled his nose and mouth, but he wasn’t drowning. His body was suspended in the water, no surface or bottom in sight. Just the lotus flowers. He flipped over, trying helplessly to find the bottom or the surface of the water.

I have heard you, a voice said, echoing throughout the limitless blue water, In all your falling prayers. I have always heard you, I think. You’re closer now.

He started to swim, desperately paddling in whichever direction.

I cannot do anything to answer them. I am still trapped, my hands are bound. I can only do small things from my prison. It is beautiful here, I must admit. My affect on the world. Nature. Beauty. Untamable chaos.

Suddenly, Tom saw something glimmering in the water. He swam to it. A curved blade was suspended in the water, razor sharp edge shining like anything. He grabbed it by the hilt. The runes on the blade were familiar.

Faith is the opposite of sensibility. I cannot move to save you, or your friends, but I have heard every word you have prayed to me. Thomas, you must go out and answer them yourself. Take them into your own hands- they always have been in your hands. Protect your friends against my sister, her followers. Protect them against one another. Themselves. I have no doubts in you.

A lotus blossom floated in front of his face.

I will always be with you.

He raised the blade. With one quick movement, he slashed it through the lotus, the petals flying around him, rushing with all the colors of the sunset. They covered him, embraced him in a cocoon of fluttering color.

Always.

The world went white.

—

Tom opened his eyes. His head spun in groggy circles, ears faintly ringing. Someone moved in the corner of his eye.

“Steve?” He slurred, hating how his voice sounded.

“No, not him,” Ladia said. She poured a cup of tea, reeking of cinnamon, “it’s just me. It’s 3, by the way. Your friends aren’t here.”

He sat up.

“You ever have a really fucked up dream? Where someone was talking to you?”

“Yes,” Ladia said, “But I’ve never had a dream where I’ve woken up with a knife in my hands.”

Tom looked down. There, curled in his fist, was the knife from his dream. Was that Dianite? Oh, it just had to be him! Wait.

“Shit, you won’t kill me, right?”

Ladia laughed.

“It would be counterproductive to do that, since I think we both want the same thing. For those idiots that fell from the sky to be safe.”

“I tried to get them a lotus,” Tom whispered. “Wait. So you worship Dianite, too?”

“No.” Ladia replied, “Mianite.”

“I’m Dianite’s champion,” Tom said, ever so smug, “one of them, at least.” Ladia smiled, giving him a cup of tea. He took it in the hand not holding the knife, too scared to let go.

“I can’t say I’m anyone’s champion. But Mianite blessed me with my strength. I was someone else in my youth, maybe something close to a champion, but that was a long time ago.”

“I was a god, once, for a little bit,” Tom offered, “I killed Dianite in another world. Well, I killed a lot of people back then, but he stayed dead that time.”

He took a slow sip of the tea, standing.

“Well, I’m off to wherever Tucker is. I’m going to go talk to him about that Gijsbert guy.”

“Check the library. Walk in the opposite direction of the merchants, and keep going,” Ladia said. Tom nodded.

“Right. And I won’t get in trouble, or like, killed, for worshipping Dianite?”

Ladia scoffed. “Not here. This is a haven, like the library. The executioners can’t attack the library, that would make too much of a statement, and they would never dare to cross me.”

“And why’s that? They don’t like cinnamon?” Tom joked.

“Oh, no reason,” Ladia said, looking out the window, “Just a hunch. Now go check up on your friend- and when you see Gijsbert, call him a facetious harlot for me, will you?”

Tom nodded, waving the knife in good-bye before slipping out of the room, standing alone in the hallway.

Even then, he didn’t feel alone. He looked at the knife in his hand, a smile on his face.

No, he wasn’t alone.

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mtnkat3 · 2 years ago

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Well... decided to do a little experiment.

As I am working on organizing & culling out the mess. I have a LAR Grisly .50 cal breach loaded, without the silencer. [It's safe.] sittin behind my couch in front of my grandma's singer 100+yo sewing machine.

Grinning. I use to have very nice decorating thank you very much! 😉😋🤪🥴🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

anyways.. decided to see if I could still do bicep curls with it. Both arms. Yep. Sure can! Lmao!

Now wh said it's about 42-50# like that. [I need to check web on that.]

But I wanted to see if I still could!

Oh. & no. I do not swing weight. That's a cheat, to me. Using centrifical force to go thru the entire range of motion is not being in control of the weight, it's using the weights momentum to do all the work for you. It's a cheat. Think I'm just old school on that. And because I have to be very careful I exercise slowly with weights. I really need to get back into one of the Anytime Fitness locations near me. Usually takes me time to go thru all the machines but I always went when nobody else was there, & cleaned after myself! Geeish!

Now when I was at the store, I was starting to get a wee bit ripped in my biceps. But even though I walked 5,000-13,000 steps a day while working there it was a grocery store floor & not a constant movement. Yes my coworkers called me wonder woman because I was the one helping the delivery drivers move around & place on rail trolley style carts the alcohol that I'd be stocking. Oh, & no that store did NOT use powered anything. The handjacks were manual. I was using my body's force to move 4, 5,000# pallets of milk with dairy products to stock on top. Usually stacked as high as it'd go. The whse was bad about that. couldn't get it thru the swinging doors to the customer floor!

Now USPS, that was high production. I lost 30# in 5 months. First time I was on my way back to my ideal weight! Only good thing about it!

It was filthy, 24/7/365. I was there.. Thanksgiving, Christmas, & valentines. And taxes. Ugh. But what I've learned is all that dust from cardboard & such packaging was horrible for my lungs. So. I can't get the exercise with work things really anymore. I have to do so separately. Sucks. But is what it is!

Anyways.. I still am strong, even though I'm chubby. I've always been strong. So now get back to the gym & work on my core & back. And I pray too my shoulders, to at least have some range of motion restored. [I miss swimming!] And stop feeling like an old lady! Geeish! So not me! I rather enjoy being the one that helps! I did learn my lesson about moving bags of soil though.🙄🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️ [4-100# bags] just.. a woman used to doing things myself.

Well.. back to it. As get in more supplies I am able to get things in storage bins & organized. [Keep/store/give to charity/sell/trash/burn.] This goes for clothes to dishes. Magazines to mattresses. [I could have a bunkhouse in the basement.🙄🤦‍♀️]

I'm sure most people use cardboard & boxes from alcohol stores. But I know those boxes too well. Then there's also I'm looking for long term storage, not a quick fix. I am a planner & organizer by nature. I will have everything in clear, labeled sterilite bins & be able to just pull whatever down I need. I've been planning this since 2013. Now I am finally having God's Blessing to get it done! Hallelujah! Thank You Jesus!

Back to it!

Wherever.. whomever.. you are.. I love you . Missing you rips into my soul everyday.

Please God? Help me?

Patience & work daughter.

Sigh.

I work as I await.

~True love never dies & true love always waits!.~

But I pray you can, & want to!, forgive me for asking it of you! It's on my mind daily. And has been some lightbulbs recently too. I long to make amends.. bowed.

Your.. humble frustrated impatiently patiently waiting.. complex quirky warrior queen daughter.

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺🐾🐯✝️

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Daily Tafsir of Ibn Kathir

Ya'juj and Ma'juj

(Until, when Ya`juj and Ma`juj are let loose,) We have already mentioned that they are from the progeny of Adam, upon him be peace; they are also descents of Nuh through his son Yafith (Japheth), who was the father of the Turks, Turk referring to the group of them who were left behind the barrier which was built by Dhul-Qarnayn. Allah says:

(This is a mercy from my Lord, but when the promise of my Lord comes, He shall level it down to the ground. And the promise of my Lord is ever true. And on that Day, We shall leave them to surge like waves on one another...)﴿18:98-99﴾. And in this Ayah, Allah says:

(Until, when Ya`juj and Ma`juj are let loose, and they swoop down from every Hadab.) meaning, they will come forth quickly to spread corruption. A Hadab is a raised portion of land. This was the view of Ibn `Abbas, `Ikrimah, Abu Salih, Ath-Thawri and others. This is how their emergence is described, as if the listener can see it.

(And none can inform you like Him Who is the All-Knower.) ﴿35:14﴾. This is information given by the One Who knows what has happened and what is yet to come, the One Who knows the unseen in the heavens and on earth. There is no god except Him. Ibn Jarir narrated that `Ubaydullah bin Abi Yazid said, "Ibn `Abbas saw some young boys playing and pouncing on one another, and said, this is how Ya'juj and Ma'juj will emerge.'' Their emergence has been described in numerous Hadiths of the Prophet . The First Hadith Imam Ahmad recorded that Abu Sa`id Al-Khudri said: "I heard the Messenger of Allah say:

(Ya'juj and Ma'juj will be let loose and will emerge upon mankind, as Allah says: (and they swoop down from every Hadab.) They will overwhelm the people, and the Muslims will retreat to their cities and strongholds, bringing their flocks with them. They ﴿Ya'juj and Ma'juj﴾ will drink all the water of the land until some of them will pass a river and drink it dry, then those who come after them will pass by that place and will say, "There used to be water here once.'' Then there will be no one left except those who are in their strongholds and cities. Then one of them will say, "We have defeated the people of the earth; now the people of heaven are left.'' One of them will shake his spear and hurl it into the sky, and it will come back stained with blood, as a test and a trial for them. While this is happening, Allah will send a worm in their necks, like the worm that is found in date-stones or in the nostrils of sheep, and they will die and their clamor will cease. Then the Muslims will say, "Who will volunteer to find out what the enemy is doing'' One of them will step forward and volunteer, knowing that he will likely be killed. He will go down and will find them dead, lying on top of one another. Then he will call out, "O Muslims! Rejoice that Allah has sufficed you against your enemy!'' Then they will come out of their cities and strongholds, and will let their flocks out to graze, but they will have nothing to graze upon except the flesh of these people (Ya'juj and Ma'juj), but it will fill them better than any vegetation they have ever eaten before.) It was also recorded by Ibn Majah. The Second Hadith Imam Ahmad also recorded from An-Nawwas bin Sam`an Al-Kilabi that the Messenger of Allah mentioned the Dajjal one morning. "Sometimes he described him as insignificant and sometimes he described him as so significant that we felt as if he were in the cluster of palm trees. He said:

(There are other things that I fear for you more than the Dajjal. If he emerges while I am among you, I will deal with him for you. If he emerges when I am not among you, then each man will have to deal with him for himself, and Allah will take care of each Muslim on my behalf. He (the Dajjal) will be a young man with short, curly hair and a floating eye. He will emerge in a place between Syria and Iraq and will spread mischief right and left. O servants of Allah, be steadfast!) We said, `O Messenger of Allah, how long will he remain on earth' He said,

(Forty days: one day like a year, one day like a month, one day like a week, and the rest of the days like your days.) We said, `O Messenger of Allah, on that day which will be like a year, will the prayers of one day and one night be sufficient' He said,

(No, but you will have to compute it according to its due proportion (and pray accordingly).) We said, `O Messenger of Allah, how fast will he move across the land' He said,

(Like a cloud driven by the wind.) He said,

(He will come to a people and call them ﴿to his way�� and they will respond to him. He will issue a command to the sky and it will rain, and to the earth and it will bring forth vegetation, then their livestock will come to them in the evening with their humps very high and their udders full of milk and their flanks wide and fat. Then he will come to another people and call them ﴿to his way﴾ and they will refuse, and their wealth will leave with him, and they will be faced with drought, with none of their wealth left. Then he will walk through the wasteland and will say to it, "Bring forth your treasure,'' and its treasure will come forth like a swarm of bees. Then he will issue commands that a man be killed, and he will strike him with a sword and cut him into two pieces, and (put these pieces as far apart) as the distance between an archer and his target. Then he will call him, and the man will come to him with his face shining. At that point Allah will send the Messiah `Isa bin Maryam, who will come down to the white minaret in the eastern side of Damascus, wearing two garments lightly dyed with saffron and with his hands resting on the wings of two angels. He will search for him (the Dajjal) until he catches up with him at the eastern gate of Ludd, where he will kill him. Then Allah will reveal to `Isa ibn Maryam the words: "I have brought forth from amongst My creatures people against whom none will be able to fight. Take My servants safely to the Mount (Tur).'' Then Allah will send Ya'juj and Ma'juj, as Allah says: (and they swoop down from every Hadab.))

(`Isa and his companions will beseech Allah, and Allah will send against them insects which will attack their necks, and in the morning they will all perish as one. Then `Isa and his companions will come down and they will not find a single spot on earth that is free from their putrefaction and stench. Then `Isa and his companions will again beseech Allah, and He will send birds with necks like those of Bactrian camels, and they will carry them and throw them wherever Allah wills.) Ibn Jabir said: "`Ata' bin Yazid As-Saksaki told me, from Ka`b or someone else: `They will throw them into Al-Mahbal.' Ibn Jabir said: "I said, `O Abu Yazid, and where is Al-Mahbal'' He said, "In the east (where the sun rises).'' He said:

(Then Allah will send rain which no house of clay or (tent of) camel's hair will be able to keep out, for forty days, and the earth will be washed until it looks like a mirror. Then it will be said to the earth: bring forth your fruit and restore your blessing. On that day a group of people will be able to eat from one pomegranate and seek shade under its skin, and everything will be blessed. A milch-camel will give so much milk that it will be sufficient for a whole group of people, and a milch-cow will give so much milk that it will be sufficient for a whole clan, and a sheep will be sufficient for an entire household. At that time Allah will send a pleasant wind which will reach beneath their armpits and will take the soul of every Muslim -- or every believer -- and there will be left only the most evil of people who will commit fornication like mules, and then the Hour will come upon them.)'' This was also recorded by Muslim but not by Al-Bukhari. It was also recorded by the Sunan compilers, with different chains of narrators. At-Tirmidhi said, "It is Hasan Sahih.'' The Third Hadith Imam Ahmad recorded from Ibn Harmalah, from his maternal aunt who said: "The Messenger of Allah gave a Khutbah, and he had a bandage on his finger where he had been stung by a scorpion. He said:

(You say that you have no enemy, but you will keep fighting your enemies until Ya'juj and Ma'juj come, with their wide faces, small eyes and reddish hair, pouring down from every mound with their faces looking like burnished shields.)'' Ibn Abi Hatim recorded a Hadith of Muhammad bin `Amr from Khalid bin `Abdullah bin Harmalah Al-Mudlaji, from his paternal aunt, from the Prophet , and he mentioned something similar. It was confimred by Hadiths that `Isa bin Maryam will perform Hajj to the Al-Bayt Al-`Atiq (i.e., the Ka`bah). Imam Ahmad recorded that Abu Sa`id said: "The Messenger of Allah said:

(He will certainly come to this House and perform Hajj and `Umrah, after the emergence of Ya'juj and Ma'juj.) This was recorded by Al-Bukhari.

(And the true promise (Day of Resurrection) shall draw near.) the Day of Resurrection, when these terrors and earthquakes and this chaos will come to pass. The Hour has drawn nigh and when it comes to pass, the disbelievers will say: "This is a difficult Day.'' Allah says:

(Then, you shall see the eyes of the disbelievers fixedly staring in horror.) because of the horror of the tremendous events that they are witnessing.

(Woe to us!) means, they will say, `Woe to us!'

(We were indeed heedless of this) means, in the world.

(nay, but we were wrongdoers.) they will admit their wrong- doing at the time when that will not help them at all.

(98. Certainly you and that which you are worshipping now besides Allah, are (but) fuel (Hasab) for Hell! (Surely) you will enter it.) (99. Had these been gods, they would not have entered there (Hell), and all of them will abide therein forever.) (100. Therein they will be breathing out with deep sighs and roaring and therein they will hear not.) (101. Verily, those for whom the good has preceded from Us, they will be removed far therefrom (Hell).) (102. They shall not hear the slightest sound of it (Hell), while they abide in that which their own selves desire.) (103. The greatest terror will not grieve them, and the angels will meet them, (with the greeting:) "This is your Day which you were promised.'')

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12/21/2020 DAB Transcript

Zechariah 1:1-21, Revelation 12:1-17, Psalms 140:1-13, Proverbs 30:17

Today is the 21st day of December welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I’m Brian. Today would've been my parent’s anniversary. It’s funny how you remember all these things when they come up. But I obviously have lost both of my parents, but I am grateful that they had a wedding day or none of us would be here doing this right now. So, grateful today for my parents but also grateful every single day for you, that we can come around the Global Campfire together no matter what's going on and relax, exhale, come into a safe space where all the things that are going on, they…they can wait, they can wait a few minutes, they'll still be there. But we may need a change of perspective before we come unglued about them. And maybe with a change of perspective we go back out into the day energized, restored, oriented to God as we take the next steps forward in our lives. And, so, let's take the next step forward in the Bible. And it has been a custom to read a book a day. That custom is gonna end here basically. We have arrived at the 11th of the 12 minor prophets. And this book is called Zechariah and we’re gonna camp out in Zechariah for a few days. In fact, all the way up into we only have two days left in this year. So, we’re gonna settle in here for a minute and catch our breath before we end the year.

Introduction to the book of Zechariah:

What we know of Zechariah is that he and Haggai, which we…we read the entire prophecy of Haggai yesterday. Haggai and Zechariah were contemporaries. Zechariah would've been maybe a little younger. His ministry continued long after Haggai and they were actually prophets in the same place prophesying about the same thing at the same time for the same reason, which is all centered around the rebuilding of the temple. So, Zechariah’s grandpa, his name was Iddo, he's named in the Scriptures among the first leaders of the priestly families to come back from exile with Zerubbabel. So, from that we can surmise then Zechariah was probably a priest or at least from a priestly family. And the name Zechariah means “God remembers”. And it’s the remembering of the covenant and the restoration from the remembering of the covenant that is central in this book. Si, I said, Zechariah and Haghai prophesying at the same time for the same reason about the same kind of thing, but Zechariah’s way longer than Haggai. So, there's more context, more scope, more material. Like Zechariah talks about eight different night visions that he experienced that sound an awful lot like what we’re reading in Revelation. They’re apocalyptic in nature which makes them highly symbolic. And what we begin to see is that God wants the centerpiece of the Temple rebuilt to be the centerpiece of the people because He has plans for moving things forward, plans of restoration, plans of good and not harm. But the people have to collaborate, they have to respond. And what they have to respond to is essentially what God says through His prophets, “come home to me, return to me. Don’t stay in rebellion.” And we’ll see that as we read through that Zachariah also talks about the coming of a Messiah. Zechariah is one of the texts that are used in the New Testament in reference to Jesus. In fact, we find quotations from Zechariah in Matthew, Mark, John and the book of Revelation as they refer specifically to Jesus. And, so, ultimately what we receive in Zechariah is prophetic encouragement and once again reminds us that God is the most-high. There is none higher. There is no competitor to His sovereignty, not even close. And if we will remain in a covenantal relationship with God well…well then, we are going somewhere good. And, so, we begin Zechariah chapter.

Prayer:

Father we thank You for Your word. We thank You for bringing us into this week of rejoicing. We thank You for the comfort of community. And Father as we move through these days, leading right up to Christmas as we move toward the end of the Advent season, help us Holy Spirit to put ourselves in the position of…of the ancient ones, longing, waiting, expecting a Redeemer, a Savior to come. And You came and we rejoice in that, but we put ourselves in that position because…O Jesus we long for Your restoration, for Your return, for all things to be made new again. And, so, Holy Spirit some of these things are mysteries that are beyond us and some of our life is pulled in all kinds of directions during this week because of all the festivities but we want to stay rooted and grounded in deep intimacy with You almost as if it's our little secret, not that we’re keeping You a secret, but that no matter what we face, no matter what room we walk into and the conversation is going south in a hurry or no matter what situation we are pulled into whether that be envy or jealousy or pride or arrogance, no matter what we get pulled toward we want to have been walking with You, speaking with You, being led by Your spirit so that when we face those things and we see the little triggers that we usually get pulled into we can just smile, we can just smile at each other knowing that we didn't fall for the bait this time, we stayed connected in a covenantal intimacy with each other and we brought light and good news into any darkness that we face. Come Holy Spirit we pray. We can't do this without You. We need You. But we can do this with You. Come Holy Spirit in the name of Jesus, we ask. Amen.

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If you want to partner with the Daily Audio Bible, you can do that at dailyaudiobible.com as well. There is a link on the homepage. And I thank you. I thank you deeply and profoundly as we near the end of the year. I appreciate all of…all of you who have clicked that link. That is why we continue to be able to throw logs on the Global Campfire and to keep moving forward day by day. So, thank you for your partnership. If you’re using the Daily Audio Bible app you can press the Give button in the upper right-hand corner or the mailing address, if you prefer, is PO Box 1996 Spring Hill Tennessee 37174.

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And that's it for today. I’m Brian. I love you and I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow.

Community Prayer and Praise:

Father God thank You for our grandparents and our parents, those…those loved ones who are struggling in their…in their everyday life, whether that be from dementia or Alzheimer’s or something else or aches and pains, whatever it is Lord we entrust them to You. We pray that You would be soothing those aches and pains, You’d be relieving them, You’d be healing them. We pray Lord that You would remove any confusion in their life, that You’d be protecting them from harm, that You would be helping them to enjoy their everyday. Father God we thank You for those that do know and love You and we pray that they would be comforted by You and rely on You during this time and all time. But Father God for those who don’t know You, we pray that…that You would be revealing Yourself to them, that there would be those in their lives that would be able to share the gospel with them and they would be able to understand and respond, that they might know the joy of knowing You, of knowing Your son, of knowing that they are saved and knowing Your love. Father God, thank You for those who are caring for our loved ones. I pray that You’d be supporting them and encouraging them and refreshing them and replenishing them, that You’d be giving them wisdom on how best to offer care. Please be at work Lord in Jesus holy and precious name. Amen. Hi guys it’s Michaela from…

Hey DAB family its Nick just asking for prayers. It’s been a long tough season of ministry and I’m just deflated, I’m just done, and I just covet your prayers, the hugs of God’s people that just will surround me and help me, give me the strength to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward. Thank you so much for your prayers. I know that…that God will bless it.

I just wanted to say good morning to everybody and thank you for Daily Audio Bible. My family, my wife and I and my older kids have been pulled away from the Lord and we got…we got off the rails of our…our life with the Lord and we just thank you Daily Audio Bible family for being that beacon in the dark. I recently downloaded the app and became…listening to the Lord became slowly back to the line with my Christian faith and it’s helped me tremendously. I’m overwhelmed by the things going on in this world, but this beacon of light has helped me put back on the path and give me faith back in the Lord. I just want to say thank you. It’s…it’s helping me greatly. And thank you for being there and being that beacon of light for us who get lost in this world. It’s…it’s a dark world and it’s helping me build my…build my faith back up and helped me in life to pursue and to continue on searching the Lord and given me strength to help me deal with these issues in life and bring me closer to my family. And I thank you. God bless everybody.

Hi Daily Audio Bible family my name is Ben I am calling from Salem Virginia and just wanted to thank all of you guys for being a part of this. I can’t make up my mind whether it’s a holiday greeting or an encouragement or a prayer request. I got it all. You guys have it all. So, Brian thank you so much. I love this program. I just started tuning in this year, but I’ve been so ministered to by you all and this program, the prayer requests, the encouragements, moving through the Bible like we do. I’ve heard God’s spoken word on the inside of me and He has confirmed things as Brian reads and as you guys talk. It’s amazing. I…I…I love it. It is definitely a part of my daily routine and I am so thankful for each and every one of you all and I just pray that this ministry would continue and grow and that this is, you know, it’s eternal, we’re together forever. And I’m thankful and I love each and every one of you. I know that sounds silly, but I don’t know how. I love God’s word and I am…oh man my time is running out. I'm like Jonah I'm in the belly of the whale. I’m looking forward to being spit out. Not sure how much longer I have to stay and pray but I thank you all…

Hi this is Victoria Soldier just calling tonight to pray for some of DABbers who are…who are having the challenges. I'm trying to find the ladies name who her husband and her were planning on moving to be around family and you kept getting discouragement. I wanted to tell you to keep on being encouraged and keep on looking and God wants to see do we really want it and He's…just continue to pray and I continue to encourage him. I continue to encourage the lady who said her son went away to…went away to travel over overseas and his car and somebody had taken his passport. I'm praying for that young man. Lord in the name of Jesus you have your way Lord. Let him be somewhere protected. Let him be somewhere safe. O father in the name of Jesus you touch the heart of that young man. He's only 23 years old. Lord you bless him, you bless him wherever he is. You open doors even in the worst places. In the name of Jesus. I thank you Lord. I want to thank…I want to thank God for China and Ben, pray for their precious little…little…little brown and her are continuing on in the ministry and I pray for Jill and her coming and thanking her for…for the heart and for the love of God enough to come and…and just looking forward to enjoying her. I want to just say thank you to all the people and encourage those who are going through, those who are going through jobs because of this pandemic, those who are going through challenges because of this pandemic as…as Paul said when they were on the ship he said anybody who was whaled onto this ship that they would have a safe landing. And let's hold onto the ship because God is ready to bring us through out of this 2020 into…

Good morning DABber family this is Walta the Burning Bush that will not be Devoured for the Glory of Our God and Our King. I just heard Daniel Johnson Junior's call in with his praise report about the echocardiogram results from last year this time and where God has brought him close to normal. And my brother, I just want you to know that God's got you. God's got you. And thank you for sharing your life with us. Your job, your family, everything, God's got you. And I'm looking back at 2020 myself and I'm just thinking, not just 2020, the last…gosh…the last 13+ years of my life that I've spent with DAB and looking at what…what you guys have brought me through. There's some days that I would turn on DAB and I’d be so desperate to hear the word of God and so desperate for…for some sort of comfort or insight and then some other days it’s, you know, business as usual just listening to it. But you guys, my father's death, my sons drug addiction and recovery, my mother's death, you know, job losses, Ebola, now coronavirus, marital problems, divorce, marriage. God thank you for DAB. Thank you for this ministry. And I know that those of you who are listening, some of you guys in the same situation, know that we’re here for you. God is here for you. And, you know, as Daniel Johnson Junior always says, make it a great day. I love you all. God bless.

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I wrote something important for the first time in years, I’m not sure it’s finished, I’m not sure it matters to anyone, maybe one day he’ll scroll my blog again and find it, so here it is, I call it “the timeline” a story about finding my person.

When I was fifteen I loved someone. I thought this was it. I didn’t even look forward, I was only looking at him. Every minute, second, millisecond it was him, in my mind. Not a day went by without him, in my heart and feeding my soul. I was naive, I didn’t even think of the day I would lose him. It was like the flip of a switch. I didn’t even think ahead, it wasn’t planned, a blink of an eye and he was gone. We spent every waking hour together, doing dumb teenage stuff, smoking cigarettes, drinking on the beach, having sleep overs behind our parents backs, sneaking out to see each other, the bold of my youth, I was so high on him, and he was my first, when we broke two years later- I spent hours, days, and minutes suffering internally.

When he found me.

He whistled at me, when I walked by; sitting on the table at our place we called spectrum. I remember his feet swinging back and forth, his smile. Junior year. I just lost my best friend in a fight. I was just getting my license, adjusting to school without him by myself I’m the halls, still recovering from my heart break. You meet people and you just never know. With nothing but a few words exchanged between us, he so bravely kissed me one day, from then we quickly started talking more, spending time together after school, driving around to no where, eating French fries and tarter, laughing together. He brought me home, to his life. I admired his humor, it was questionable, I never knew if he was serious in his eyes, but when he would smile I knew. Days went by with him, but I knew always in my heart I hadn’t recovered yet. So much of our relationship was painful, but I was lost in him. I let him take me wherever he wanted, I let him do whatever, as long as I had him, because I was safe with him. I didn’t know for the longest time - he would be everything, my person, my go to, my best friend.

When I was nineteen, I had a baby girl. With him, my best friend. Teagan Renee, my absolute gem of a human, her laugh is just like his. Ripples in my ears, and now feeds my heart. My eyes tear up every time. By this time, I was only damaged goods, he had loved me so hard, but he had wrecked me just as bad. It took me days of laying in bed and not moving to recover. Almost seven years with him, so much fighting, arguing, loving and living. We grew together, into a family, but I couldn’t see anymore, I looked in the mirror and lost myself, the damage took me, there was no glow in my smile. There was no me, not who I needed, not what I wanted to be. I was hurting all the time, from the past, I couldn’t walk up the steps, I was continuing to be pushed down.

When I was twenty three, I left him, my person. I walked out. I met someone whom I thought brought me back. He brought joy in my soul, light in my life. I was laughing constantly, I was alive. I thought this was it again, that feeling I needed, what I thought was love. But again, the days go by, months, and things always fall apart. They always do.

I’m twenty six now.

So many years have went, Teagan is seven now. I’ve healed, I’ve learned that this is me. I am me. I don’t have to change certain things. I look at myself and see me, whatever I am, honest, aesthetic, kind, compassionate, stubborn, bratty, spoiled, whatever I am -

He loved me.

He didn’t question me, he didn’t ask me to change, he didn’t wonder why. He took me every day, thought it all, every night he held me, every morning he woke up to me, he took care of me, without question of why or how. He just did. My feelings were so buried from the damage I couldn’t even see it. I couldn’t even see how I felt.

Time goes by, and we just know, we just realize. The eighteen year old whistling at me, is my one. My one who saved me every day, is there every phone call when I’m crying for him. As a friend, the father of my child, my person. When I’m hurting he picks me up, without a complaint, without judgement, he makes things so easy. So smooth. He lets me be me, he doesn’t look past it, he looks at me. He sees me. He knows me, and he wouldn’t change me.

When I knew, it was like a hole in my gut. I crumbled to the carpet in tears. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t function, I cried, I cried so hard. He was all I wanted, my person, my best friend. The hole was growing quickly that night, I called him, reached for him, cried for him, but I missed him. I’d never felt such a feeling of being cared for until my sister walked down the hall saying he had been trying to call me back. He cares enough to call someone else to reach me, cause he knew I was struggling, and he was there. That cute little picture of him popped up on my screen, he was calling, I was laying on the floor holding myself when the sound of his voice filled it, the hole. He was there, on the other end, there for me, in my darkest scariest times. He takes his chaliced hands and he carries my heart with so much delicacy, so much caution.

It’s been ten years since I heard the whistle that day.

The things we have been through, the things we have blessed each other with. I thought I hated him for everything he put me through, then I realized we were both at fault, we were both so young, naive, childish. Ten years and I’m 100% I’ve never loved him more then I do now. I am nothing without him by my side, he carries me, and I carry him, when we hurt, when we struggle, when we cry, it’s us. Me and him. My other half, my missing piece in my gut. In my heart.

I belong to him, always.

He is all I see when I look ahead. Our home, family, Christmas tree, dinner plates, and Sunday mornings, elementary school days and school bus rides, I want him there, next to me. Raising our kids, building our life. I want to wake up to his green eyes, the mark on his chest, his warmth against me, his arms around me. Heaven, that is what he feels like, heaven and home.

And I have never felt so hollow without him until now, I walked out the door that day three years ago and I didn’t look back. I thought I was strong, I thought he didn’t phase me, I thought I didn’t need him, and I honestly thought he didn’t need me. But he did, for the last three years he needed me and I just bailed, gave up on him, and how do you fix that? How do you heal him from afar? I keep asking myself why, universe, why did you do this to us, is he not the one? But my heart and my soul tells me he is, what do I listen too? What is real? And why does the sorrow keep reoccurring? He is still here, we are raising Teagan as co-parents and we are good friends, he isn’t going anywhere for a very long time. But I can’t help but think, my heart wants to be in his bed again, with his head on my chest, I want to be in the kitchen for him, cooking deer steaks, I want to be out on the beach with him, casting. I want to be in his truck with him, on the backroads, cruising as we used to do, cheers-ing our silver bullets. I want to be watching the bonfires with him, I miss his family and waking up on winter mornings to see the sunrise in the backyard, watching it in front of the warm fire. And please don’t even get me started on the intimacy, endless, absolutely a young woman’s dream. A dream to be loved by him.

I miss him every fucking day. And I love that we have hour phone conversations about each other’s life and relationships, I love being there for him when he needs me, I love supporting him and being on his side, I love being anything he needs. But what a joy it would be to wake up to him, and then talk for an hour, to make plans together, to spend the day together instead of wondering what he is doing in the interim of our phone calls. I miss his hands, I miss his roughness, even everything that annoys me about him, I miss him so much my god damn bones ache.

He has become such a good man, a good family man. He has shown me so much truth and growth since I left, so much effort. I was naive, and unsure because of the damage, I couldn’t see much anymore. I guess I needed to find a way to heal, I had to do something to feel things in my soul again. So I built my empire, I worked every day and I did it on my own, built my home, built financial stability, decorated, collected, built and built, but now I’m getting to the point that.. what for? Who for? Where’s my family? Where’s my home? Why is there a hole in my chest? Where is this coming from? Where has it been? Why was I doing so well without him, and now I’m suffering silently without him. I want to be his, I want to be his wife, the rock who holds us together, someone he looks up to every day, someone who he knows isn’t going to walk out again, I want it, every day, with him, our babies, our life, our growth, our home, til the day I die. I could only imagine how beautiful that would be. Even the thought makes me feel so safe, I can only imagine.

And I am so hurt, it’s not even his fault. It’s me, I did this to myself. I took advantage of him, and the way he felt for me, I thought I would always be his, always what he wanted and needed, but now he’s with her. And that’s what he wants, and I lie every day when I tell him I’m happy for him, though also I mean it as his friend. His happiness is important to me. I pray to god he finds his way back to us, though if it’s just not meant to be, I’ll find healing in letting him be happy and okay, because that is safe for my soul. After all, we do and will always share the bond of parenting together.

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mtnkat3 · 2 years ago

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The wind thru the treetops this morning...

Th.9.29.2022 9.51am est.

Good morning to all!

I hope everyone's safe & having a good morning/day!

I won't be posting much during the day anymore, I have too much work to get done to rebuild my life!

But I wanted to say hello, & let my friends & people I follow know I'm thinking about them!

& praying for all those in Florida to be safe!

I've spoken to some as got work started this morning, praying for their safety!

Still trying to get my meds! Ah!

Hey, I actually slept last night! I got 6 hours sleep! Woohoo! Lmao! That is once I finished writing, since I kept dozing off. [2am] Oh boy. Gotta work on that. But I feel better about myself that once I sit down, I am rightfully tired!

Anyways, supposed to get my truck back today so I should be able to get last bank stuff taken care of. Then gotta contact my atty & send appraisal. Pulled blood outta the turnip yesterday, or is that I plucked $ from one..?🤔🤷‍♀️ anyways, getting cobra at least until employed. Sucks, but with all my health issues I cannot be changing doctors because of insurance problems. [I so want this crap over & done with so I can detox & get back to exercising & cooking real food again! Heck, finding real food! I so wanna build my greenhouse/garden!

Anyways! It's autumn people! 🍁🧣🥧😍🤩

And I was standing outside, taking care of my cat's litterbox [one of first purchases, Cat Genie! Been around 15 years but I wasn't allowed to have one! Gr.]

Anyways! It's nice & breezy outside, the storm system affects, I know. But looking at my trees, towering over me & just wanting to stand there & enjoy the sounds & watching the sun peaking over them!

[I only get about 2~3 hours of sunlight into this house a day. Is very dark. Why I know when my anxiety is kicking me, I turn on lights! As much as I love this forest & all the animals.. I've even had 3 large gray barn? owls perched right off my back 10x10 deck whoot at me. And a huge buck right in front of my centerpiece pine behemoth just stare. I love having creeks & animals roaming around! Even the naughty raccoons & opossum eating my outdoor cats food!

But I don't want my huge [~13#] bi color/Maine coon like cat nor my itsy bitsy black kitty to tangle with them! I mean that big bully cat is turning into a love bug with me! Lmao! He was why I found him & litter mates! But. Ran them off!

As many animals as I've nursed to health, or death, sigh, I love them all!

Yes, I am the woman sitting on the garage floor at midnight as a sick cat dies. And I gathered her up as I bawled & tucked her into my guest bathroom tub in towels & cat bed & told her it was ok! Sobbing.

I know God appreciates my care of His animals but dang even thinking about that one has me crying. I have taken care of so many.

And when I get to have dogs too... I want a menagerie! And none of that chain it in the yard & forget about it bs either! Hate that crap!

Gotta work on my tangents.🙄🥴🤪🤭🙊🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️

I really was just thinking about my friends & wanted to say hello.

And thank you all for inspiring me!

I am feeling better, both allergies & anxiety.

Just... I don't know... & sigh. I pray wherever .. whomever.. my soul's Mate.../s.. sigh. God. Please????? Damn whys. Gr. I just am thinking about him.🎶

so wanna be riding thru the mountains in a ragtop, or learn to ride a motorcycle. And enjoying the wind thru my hair.. grimace. Headscarf. Gotta tie one on!

Cause God, You Bless me! & if You deem it.. get my hair from 22" at crown to the 42" below my hips then gotta keep those tangles out! Lol! Braid it & enjoy! The wind pulling wisps out... always got me into trouble in rotc.

But now.. I so wanna enjoy the hell outta riding free! Heart like a truck?🎶 kinda Lord?

But time to get meds done & back to work!

I love that soul...wherever you may be.. please, be safe. And know.. I will work as I wait. And be ready to run to the end of that dock.. bridge.. mountain cliff.. always.. because I believe.

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

God, please protect my soul's Mate.../s grimace, sigh. Argh! God Please??? I'm giving it all to You Lord, including the torture of the whys. You know, heck, he... knows. I believe does. Sigh. And I am doing the work so that I can be shown the truth!

I love You Lord! I wait for Your Love!

Thank You Jesus for the sunshine & making me feel better today! I feel Your hugs Lord! And the soul Created with mine too..

What a Blessed & glorious day to feel God's Love surrounding me! I know Your Plan will be manifest in my life as I work & do right Lord!

Please protect all I know, & those I don't,

& Guide me to Your Path of the righteous woman. The Lord's Prayer [Ps.23] & so many more... strengthens me as mantras. Just as

~True love never dies & true love always waits.~

does. Because Yours Lord is the truest. And I slide to my knees because You do!

Thank You Lord!

Have a beautiful Thursday everyone!

Please be safe in your daily walk!

Happy & know... you are all thought of & cared about!

Thank You Jesus!

Your faithful, carefully listening, humbled daughter,

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. 🌺

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Th.9.29.2022 10.57am est. Diary. Lots of interruptions as write & work. 11.22a sigh.

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ftpthemovement · 4 years ago

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There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love - 1 John 4:18

This is one of the biggest statements in the Bible when it comes to a person walking their faith out through action and in truth. I’ve personally never heard a more clear cut answer to how we have been called to operate as followers of Christ. Could you imagine what living a life without fear would actually look like? Have you ever took the time to break down what fear actually is and why it should not exist in your daily life?

Fear by definition is: “An unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.”

Almost daily I hear a comment come up about fear. During my time with FTP it has become a reoccurring theme of in the lives of people that I encounter. I would go so far as saying it is the number one problem I have seen people have over and over again. It keeps them from stepping out of their comfort zone, it keeps them from taking risks, it keeps them from serving God in accordance to his will for their life. But to put it in the words of Franklin Roosevelt, “There is nothing to fear but fear itself.”

If we as servants of Christ have been called to love, we can not operate in a spirit of faith and fear at the same time. The lack of faith produces the fear, and fear cannot produce the proper responses of love. Fear makes you unproductive, ineffective, and inefficient when it comes to the word of God. Why? Because fear teaches selfishness, and the word of God reaches selflessness. The only fear that we should have is fear of the Lord! That means to hate what he hates, and love what he loves. That’s being in accordance with his will, so that you will be productive in finishing the works to which you have been called.

The Bible says, “God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.”

2 Timothy 1:7 Thats the opposite of what we see in the world when we turn on our tv. That’s often times the opposite of what I hear people saying they feel like in a regular basis. So, what’s stopping us from walking in Gods spirit at all times? The scripture says, that fear comes from punishment. The bi-product of fear is punishment, and the one who operates in a spirit of fear is someone that has not been perfected in love. If you have not been perfected in love and that’s what God has choose for you to represent to others, why do you choose to live in fear of man over fear of God? The odd answer is still punishment.

Instead of being ineffective in spirit, why not take ownership of your mission and calling of God through the finished works of Jesus Christ? If you truly belive that Christ died for your sins past, present, and future, then why do you still walk around in fear of punishment? Christ himself took on all of our sins and God through the memory of them as far as east is from west. Our transgressions are remembered no more! If God himself doesn’t remember, what excuse do you have for still walk in them? Excuses are void when you are employed by God to represent him through Christ Jesus. You do not have the time to allow what is old to be apart of what’s new. Your sin debt was due, and Jesus payed the price that you couldn’t pay, so he made a way for you to have life and life more abundantly. He did so by laying his life down for you as example for you to lay your life down for others. But you can’t operate in a spirit of fear and and faith at the same time.

This is why God gave you the Holy Spirit. It’s says in scripture that the spirit and the flesh are always at war keeping you from doing what it is you want to do. If our natural temptation is fear, God always provides a way out of temptation so that you may endure it. (These two verses can be found in Galatians 5:17 and 1 Cor 10:13) So, ultimately we are void of excuse when we stand before God on the day of judgment. Though we have moved from death to life through Christ, we are still called to follow Christ. Those that love him will walk as he walked, and Christ did not walk in a spirit of fear.

In my studies I’ve read that the only two natural fears you were ever born with were the fear of falling, and the fear of loud noises. Anything else has been taught by man! As scripture says, “There is a way that seems right to a man that leads to death,” well fear is that way, and the world is full of it. When we fear we have a lack faith. When we lack fait , you lack belief in God and in yourself. That means you have no reason to continue in route. When you choose not to continue, you become unproductive and lack the ability to take risk. When the risk is gone so is the reward, and most of us are left living a hollow self serving life oof bitterness, resentment, depression, gossip, and deceit.

So how do we change it? Taking the word of God and putting it into action:

The Lord is on my side; I will not fear. What can man do to me? Psalms 118:6

The fear of man lays a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord is safe. Proverbs 29:25

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. Joshua 1:9

When I am afraid, I put my trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me? Psalms 56:3-4

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. Philippians 4:6

For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” Romans 8:15

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. John 14:27

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. Psalms 23:4

The fear of the Lord leads to life, and whoever has it rests satisfied; he will not be visited by harm. Proverbs 19:23

And do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather fear him who can destroy both soul and body in hell. Matthew 10:28

For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, “Fear not, I am the one who helps you.” Isaiah 41:13

I can do all things through him who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13

“Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation.” Isaiah 12:2

The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear him, and delivers them Psalms 34:7

The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.” Exodus 14:14

I’d suggest copy and pasting these into reminders on your phone, on the hour of every hour. Seem a bit much? What do you think the cost is of living in another unproductive second of fear? Do as you want, but I personally have had reminders set for years. It’s like getting a personal text from the word of God going, “Hey, I know you’re at war right now, but remover I’m here, even if you forgot about me.” I can’t tell you how many times I forgot that I set those reminders, and they popped up at just the right time.

So many people will choose to ignore sound advice and walk into their own perils. Many of you might read half of this, and never make it to the bottom. For the ones that do, you’re left with a decision to make. Are you going to operate in a spirit of fear or a spirit of faith?

I pray today a prayer of blessing and courage rest on you and your household. That the spirit of God send boldness into your heart and in doing so, you step out of your comfort zone to serve God in all that you do. I believe everyone reading this message will receive divine courage, and confidence. I believe good report will be sent out into the world, and that the word of God will be made manifest in ways never seen before in the times. You will be blessed in all that you do, putting Hod first in all of your ways, for all of your days. In Jesus precious and Holy a name. So it is so.

If you read this message please shoot me a text or a message on social media an just leave #IChooseLife

Means more than you know! Grace and peace be with you in abundance. -ES

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