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boop-le-snoot · 4 years ago

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PARTY FAVOURS I A THIRSTY INTERLUDE

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Bun Bun at 2:30 AM posting: This is 110% pornography. I wrote that when I was feeling extra thirsty over Tony and his Nano suit so yeah... A bit of choking a bit of mild suit bondage. Daddy kink 👉🏻👈🏻🥺 BDSM themes. Humor & porn. Has minimal correlation with the story and can be read as standalone smut-shot. Inspired by this NSFW tik tok audio (headphones!).

"OH MY GOD, NO! NO, NO, SHIT, FUCK, NO!"

"Princess, what's wrong?" Steve's worried voice rang high in the kitchen, followed by an alarming clattering of the dishes against the sink. "Are you hurt?" He didn't even remark on my use of profanity, which meant I'd startled the Captain for sure. He appeared in the doorway ready to fight, run; his eyes immediately drawn to his shield in the corner.

"Only what's left of my dignity," I sighed.

"Oh, okay," He visibly sagged, tension leaving his voice and his body. "What happened?"

I inhaled several times, feeling heat creep up my neck and blossom on my cheeks. It took a lot, and I mean A LOT, to make me feel embarrassed enough to fumble my words and palm my face but that was exactly what I did. "Well, umm... Tony found a couple of thirst tweets. Mine, from my sophomore year. And uh, retweeted them." I thought I'd cleaned up my social media quite well, actually. My fingers twitched remembering manually sorting through thousands of posts. Apparently, my fingers weren't clever enough.

Steve snorted, evidently having had someone tell him what a thirst tweet was. He, however, did not understand the sheer mortification that I would be subjected to at the hands of Tony. And my classmates. And Peter, oh my God. Natasha and Wanda too, probably. And Loki.

I. Was. Toast.

"How bad was it?" Bucky piped up, finally having dealt with the mini laughter fit.

"Not worse than what you two get up to in the gym when you think nobody is home," I immediately retorted in hopes of avoiding teasing from the metal-armed man. He would take the chance, of course, he would.

"Oof, I'm sorry, doll," Bucky whistled sympathetically. And promptly pulled out his phone, to, what I assumed, see the offending social media posts for himself. I assumed correctly. Bucky was bent over laughing in no time - was it my doing or did Tony's own commentary on them that made the whole situation so hilarious to the gramps on steroids?

"I will light you on fire," I seethed but remained where I was standing. There was no point in doing anything about them now. Screenshots were probably already being saved on everybody's devices.

Steve peeped over his boyfriend's shoulder, chuckling. "You had a crush on Tony? That's embarrassing, doll." He had the audacity to give me an innocent smile before returning to his dishwashing.

"Punk, I don't know if - and I quote: Not to be That Girl™ - it's trademarked, by the way - but Tony Stark could hit it and quit it and I wouldn't even be mad - qualifies as a crush." Bucky pointed out, the sound of his voice being drowned out by Steve's guffaws. "And this one definitely does not qualify for it to be a romantic setting. Listen: I'm not a fucking bottom, okay?.. there are seventeen question marks. But, like, can Tony Stark choke me in one of his Iron Man suits - nine more question marks." Bucky joined his partner's laughter, unable to continue.

I was literally on fire. My face burned, my hands shook. I had the strongest urge to stick my index fingers in my ears and loudly yell "la-la-la" until both fossils ceased to roast me like I was some sort of holiday brisket. "I hate you. I will burn... The heart... Out of you," I seethed.

"O-oh, honey bu-un, da-arling..." I heard Tony's sing-song voice happily calling for me. Too happily. Not good.

I had literal seconds to get myself scarce out of this situation. I'd already avoided the dozen text messages, two calls in hopes the engineer would drop the topic and go back to his Big Bad Science Project. I had underestimated his persistent desire to cause chaos and his terrible, no-good sense of humor.

It was fun and games when we teamed up to prank our friends. I just never expected for the tables to be turned this way, y'know? Betrayal of the highest quality. The turntables had been turned - decidedly NOT in my favor.

In a brief moment of panicked clarity, I opened one of the empty bottom cabinets in the kitchen. It took some uncomfortable folding and maneuvering but I got myself inside and pressed the door shut seconds before his footsteps made the distinctive noise of sneakers on tile.

"Capsicle, Terminator," I heard Tony greet the two laughing supersoldiers. "Have you seen my Princess?"

I melted a little bit at the way Tony called me his, I won't lie.

"Nope," Bucky lied shamelessly.

"She's in the empty cabinet," Steve chuckled at the same time. Top 10 anime betrayals, right there.

"Wow - and I thought we were friends," Tony scoffed, I assumed at Bucky. My body tensed and I prepared to dial-up my puppy eyes to eleven. My hiding spot was wack.

The door was roughly tossed open, my eyes landing on Tony's oil-stained jeans. He crouched down, his brown eyes positively sparkling. The engineer's body radiated smug mischief, fingers twitching in anticipation.

"Sorry, Princess is unavailable right now. May I take a message?" I said, pulling on the cabinet door and fully prepared to slam it shut in his face. I was NOT ready for any more mortification.

Tony's chuckle shook me to the core, louder and ten times more expressive in the cramped, dark space of my temporary lair. "Come on out, baby girl. I didn't peg you for a wallflower."

"Duly noted," I said warily, having been expecting for him to drag me out and carry me to his bedroom, caveman style. I had noticed that my dorky self revved up his gears faster than any stereotypical seductive shit. It was no secret, at least not for us 'vengers, that Tony was a huge dork himself but I guess it takes one to know one.

"So, my suits, huh?" He smirked after a brief moment and just like that, I Did Not Like Where This Was Going. The receding footsteps and quiet snickering only confirmed my suspicions. Tony's form blocked the opening of the cabinet, crowding me even further into the already cramped space.

"Um," I found myself pretty much speechless. Part of me was excited and yearning - of fucking course I was curious if Tony Stark, genius and former playboy, had found a way to incorporate his suits of armor into the bedroom. Daresay, it was the question of the decade, according to Cosmopolitan, GQ, and a whole lot of other large media outlets.

The more sensible part of me screamed shame for that, playing with an essentially massive, powerful destruction machine. Something meant to protect millions of people from bad guys and aliens. It seemed blasphemous to waste such an important thing on scratching a curious itch.

I blinked owlishly, squirming.

"Okay, out you go." Tony's patience had run out and he withdrew himself, promptly standing up.

I heard the tapping of his fingers as I ungracefully stumbled out. He was occupied with his tablet so I turned around to adjust myself and the things on the countertop I had accidentally jostled in my rush to preserve some dignity.

An arm snaked around my waist, cold and unyielding, brushing against my exposed midriff with metal fingertips. Goosebumps followed the touch as I shivered involuntarily, stuttering in my breathing. "Fuck." The sound came out as if it was punched out of my throat with force, breathy.

"What's your safeword?" Tony's neatly groomed beard scratched against my ear. His voice was heavy and his lips were moist.

"Banana," I blurted the first thing that came into my mind. My body was hot and yet, I froze in place. The sheer power that the man behind me contained demanded unyielding obedience. I had no choice but to comply.

"Friday, lock the door. Nobody but me, in and out." Tony growled, pulling my hips into his metal-covered form.

Were we really doing this in the communal kitchen? With Steve and Bucky probably fully aware of what exactly was going on in here? Tony seemed to have zero reservations about that; in fact, I was almost sure he'd orchestrated the whole thing somehow. Steve owed like a dozen favors to the engineer.

The thick of Tony's leg firmly wedged itself between my thighs, spreading them open just enough so I was forced to put a slight arch in my back to keep still, my ass and shoulders firmly pressing against his Iron Man suit. I felt the coldness of the metal through my clothes, heard the hum of the nanobots in my ears.

My blood responded, heartbeat pulsing in my ears in sync with the electrical currents supplying the man behind me with the immense physical power to match his mental one. "Shit," The sound of my voice was faint. His other arm began creeping up my side to my shoulders, making an unmistakable beeline for my neck.

Tony applied firm pressure on it, wrapping the gauntlet carefully - not restricting the airflow, just steering me as he wished. And apparently, he had some very strong ideas about my current predicament: "Got me right where you wanted me?" He asked, low and breathy.

As I attempted to make noise, his hand tightened on my throat. Eyelids involuntarily sliding closed, my lips shook with the force it took me to muster up enough oxygen to hum a sloppy. "Mhm..."

"Can't hear you, baby girl," His cheek rested against mine, scratchy and hot and smelling like iron and gasoline and Tony.

Another shaky breath, I attempted to force the words out - for some reason, Tony's presence commanded me to obey him like never before. I nearly shivered from the sheer aura of power surrounding my man and it was his cue to lessen the careful pressure on my throat - just enough for blood to rapidly rush to my ears, making the world even hazier. "Yeah, Tony," It didn't take me much time to give him the enthusiastic consent he was looking for.

"Uh-uh," Tony tutted cheerfully. His other arm snaked around my waist, dipping lower to play with the hem of my skirt. God bless me for wearing a skirt! The rough pads of his fingertips scratched against the soft, sensitive flesh of my inner thighs. "I think we're past first name basis, baby," The suit retracted, mostly. The nanotech allowed for different parts of it to cover Tony's body in odd places: I felt the gauntlets and the arm braces, as well as part of a chest plate, but waist down my man was wearing simple jeans and tee.

"Uh," My brain supplied unhelpfully, feeling the bulge pressing against my ass. "Daddy?"

"That's my girl," I was rewarded with a groan, so sinful and delicious, falling from his lips straight into my ear. The hand that had gone down south cupped the mound of my pussy with a tender gesture. "Or Iron Man's?" He teased, grinding into me from behind.

"Yours," I keened obediently, my body seeming to find it impossible to decide between rubbing myself on his hand and his cock. It was a hard choice - pun absolutely intended. I was long uncomfortable in my panties and Tony's clever digits surely felt it, yet he made no further moves. "Daddy," I tried to put how much I ached for him into words.

Tony hummed, placing his wet mouth on the juncture of my neck for a moment. His hot breath seared my skin. The curious fingers finally, finally, reached the apex of my thighs. "Fuckin' shit, baby, you're..." He didn't bother finishing the sentence, speaking with his actions instead, scissoring his fingers between my labia, running the knuckles over my clit.

Just to feel me pant and shiver. I was sensitive and so aroused it was nearly unbearable. Tony always made me feel some type of way and, once again, my man had outdone himself. There was no shame left in me as I shifted my hips to the rhythm of his hand.

"Please?" I asked him prettily, knowingly that one little word would get me everything I wanted. A hard fucking, a new dress, a car, or, Hell, my own private island. My eyes were pretty when I begged, he had said. I would move the world for you, he had meant.

"Baby," The whisper was rushed as Tony turned me around and claimed my lips, hoisting my ass onto the marble countertop of the common kitchens. My legs wrapped around his hips, seeking the warmth and relief of his skin on mine. I wanted him inside of me, inconvenient location and two layers of clothing be damned. I wanted to bury myself in him until either of us couldn't tell who started and ended where.

"Daddy," I whispered into the thin line of his mouth, conveying my all-consuming need in a single word.

My skirt was hiked up in a second, the gauntlets of his suit still on his hands tearing my pants in a single clean motion. Eagerly, I scooted forward to pop the button on his jeans; grateful for the fact more often than not, Tony choose to forgo the belt whatsoever when working in the lab. Today was my lucky day.

His cock, red and thick and hard enough to pound nails with, weighed my hand down for barely a second beforehand Tony's gauntlets closed around both of my wrists, securing them to my chest. His other arm swiftly wrapped around me, pulling me close to him, as close as we could be together without sharing a single body. The blunt tip of his manhood stood at my entrance - not just teasing it but seeking permission.

One keen that seemed to come from deep insight my chest and I felt Tony's breath hitch as our sensitive flesh met; he filled me up at least as superbly as I hugged him. We shared a moan and a breath, just feeling each other, feeling the moment.

We were short on patience. Tony's hand slid onto the small of my back, urging our hips to meet each other, setting a punishing pace from the very start.

"Fuck, Daddy, oh God," I panted. I wasn't used to getting things started with so little prep.

"Baby," Tony rumbled, trying for stern, having it come out as breathless as I felt. "Shit, so fuckin' tight," His words garbled.

The sound of flesh slapping flesh was loud, perhaps, loud enough for certain enhanced folk to hear should they happen to pass the kitchen doors - and if that didn't make my insides clench in the most delectable ways.

Tony grunted in response, a lewd noise adding to the cacophony. "Gonna come?" His teeth caught my bottom lip, pulling it slightly. "For Daddy?" He asked, all traces of his usual cockiness gone, as he pulled away slightly to stare right in my wide eyes with his baby doe browns, equally blown with lust and longing.

Neither of us would last. "Yes, fuck, Daddy, please," I begged.

His hips angled just right, Tony continued mercilessly railing me, holding up my weak body between his arms. I felt the cold metal of the gauntlets through my shirt. The shivers ran across my skin in heaps, like busy little ants.

"Come for Daddy," Tony ordered, yanking me closer to hit that sweet spot deep inside of me. I couldn't resist the command, feeling the waves build up with every brutal stroke, clenching, muffling the screaming of my release in the crook of his neck, relishing in the growl that left his lips as he followed me, releasing my arms and folding his torso over mine. "Fuck," Was the only coherent word that left Tony's mouth, his seed creating a sticky mess between our legs.

"Yeah," I moaned, unwilling to part from him. It was intense. My world was spinning on its axis and my Tony was the center of it. He said something again, something soft and quiet, and my only concern was to rub my nose on his pulse point, to savor and remember the smell of our shared pleasure.

"Baby..." Tony sounded... Concerned. He withdrew slowly, frowning at my sleepy state. His frown only intensified when I absentmindedly rubbed my wrists - there were bound to be some marks left from the force of his grip. It was hot and it was... A surefire way to tell the suits weren't really adapted for bedroom games. Kitchen games.

"Daddy," I mumbled, sounding sad and pathetic to my own ears. I kind of wanted to cuddle and watch a movie but it seemed weird asking that from Tony since we've done crazier things and I had never felt like this, never got this greedy.

"Oh, baby, c'mere," He had come to some sort of conclusion. After re-doing his pants and picking up the scraps of fabric that used to be my panties, his arms made a comfortable nest. I was picked up without any troubles; the gauntlets had disappeared, too, into the thin golden bracelets around his wrists. I allowed myself to play with them, the shiny colors doing a good job of distracting me all throughout the brisk walk through the main living room and the swift elevator ride.

Tony's bed was messy, unmade and smelled like us - just the way I had left it that morning. Tony's hands were gentle as he stripped me and then swiftly chucked his own clothes.

"Watcha' doin'?" I asked as he wrapped his body around mine.

"Shh, we'll talk later," He murmured, looking slightly dazed himself. "Friday, put Stardust on the TV. 25% volume," As soon as the command was spoken, one of my comfort movies began playing on the large screen. Tony's hand kept stroking my hair and I didn't resist the temptation to close my eyes, settling into a peaceful lull atop the glowing white-blue of Tony's arc reactor.

My favorite color in the world, to be honest. It felt like I'd slept for ages when I opened my eyes to see the color again. "Um, hi," I supplied meekly, feeling way out of my depths from my own strange behavior.

"Mornin', Princess," Tony seemed joyful, the bags under his eyes a little less prominent than before.

I made moves to get out of the bed but he wrapped an arm around me, tugging me closer. "What do you know about sub drop?" He questioned me, in response to my vaguely confused noises.

That's what it was?!

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segernatural · 4 years ago

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phil's plant tour video but i'm an emotional mess

Instant shaky-cam: dAniel! Hiii!

We love a self-aware plant murderer.

(Sidenote we love a king who gives credit, stan jenna)

P a s s i o n for p l a n t s

The shift in gaze from lens to dan is really wholesome and dan's little camera nod makes me soft

#SPON (also going northern = excited)

THE BUCKET. i lost my mind on the first watch of this part. Fucking hilarious. Also we stan being in on the joke and staring at your soulmate whilst driinking from a literal bucket for the meme

he literally couldnt even keep a straight face. Like. Listen to how softly he says "hydrated" there ok.

Its a very phil shirt, phil.

Foray wow look at that English-language degree being put to use

Dont stroke the cactus phil--

Also he has no idea how to market a cushion but points for trying. We'll all buy it anyway

"Extra ribbing, for a bit of texture, if you like that kinda thing" all while staring like this

Did i hear that as "furna-tote" wHat

its a bag. Shiny. Leaves. Very phil. He should send one to cristine. But also. I doubt my behemoth of a laptop would fit in there.

Pseudo-appartment tour yeee

"Lets start with this bitch" ok phil tell me how u really feel

"Its the most needy plant ever" so its me

Dan caption: "leave me alone but dont but do" yeahhh

"Trying my best, kinda not succeeding" phil u said shes been living for 2 years under your care. Thats a win

Bean-can. And why does the framing of this shot make me soft.

NORMAN :D why do i always think his tank is larger than that

"Boi" is something i use gender neutrally phil dw

Theres so many shots in here that make me extra soft bc theres something that either reminds me of both of them or just also dan and this is one of them

Casual awards they got together there.

Also how high up are they rn bc jfc phil looks like he is straining upwards, so is dan shooting this above his head? I need answers

Dan's little nonverbal "imma stop you there"

"Like the hot guy" things like this still make me soft ok. Its been almost a year now since he's officially out and i still get emotional ok shush

Phil thinks terrariums can be mystery and beauty

Angry hand terrarium. Its ok, i still appreciate you hand-terrarium, even if phil doesnt

Casual liquor chilling next to a terrarium

I will die for the zed-zed plant bc it sounds ridiculous the way my country says it

Calling himself a botanist now, we stan growth

Golden pig shall also be in commentary then phil.

Second shot that makes me soft: dan's birthday candle :(((

Nooooo we got a couple dead laddy bois in this terrarium

w e

w e x2

Sideways shot, we stan camera-dan

"Blooming out of my crotch" why. Also why hold it like that.

That "boing" sound effect. Oof. Am uncomfy.😂

That off-camera voice of "i'm not gonna say erect... oh i did"

Phil says eat ur breakfast

What even is this shot. Ok mr "under stairs plant"

"If you're falling down the stairs, its the last thing you'll see before you die" uH??

Cmon phil people dont come over 👀

Inb4 phil's friends know hes a plant killer so they try to support his endeavors, and when they see this plant they compliment him on it to validate his growth but alas, its always been a lie

The editing there is 11/10

"I dont like this its too eager" you can just say you're an introvert 👀 some of us just get excited about things ok

Damn phil did this plant hurt u? Do u need a moment?

Dramatic lightning and audio in the bathroom

Not changing lights bc lazy = mood

U lads dont even need a ladder to reach it i bet. Like it would take 30 seconds.

Dan getting shots of dsrk bathroom while phil rambles on about bathroom stuff, till he notices what phil is saying and decides to shame him by capturing it on video

I love how this plant actually has a purpose

Ok this framing is cursed.

Why is the plant like that.

Why are the legs spread.

The chair.

Sidenote hullo another shot that makes me emo. Aesthetic D just vibin.

We stan a strong run-way plant

Dust coating "maybe it helps?" Ah phil, always the optimist

Ok now it just sounds like u are explaining to dan why its not your fault its dying

Casually having to explain gold foil

Cool! Fridge cacti!

"Which one would you rather sit on?" pHIL

"NOT IN A WEIRD WAY" what else can that even mean

Daniel leaving is all of us

Jump to phil being swamped by a plant. Dayum boi look at u go!

All that matters phil is that it is thriving rn ok

That plant looks like it could eat u yes. Plotting it since 2014 apparently

"Growing so fast its killing itself" ok metaphor. Also get it a bigger pot then u monster 👀

"I'd make out with it but its probably posionous." Not that its a plant, but just that it might kill me. Ok.

Awww piranha plant boquet returns

F o n d

Im just glad the cactus was the merch not the yodelling pickle

Phil spilling all the tea about his fake plants damn

"I'm wearing shorts" why do they both have to tell us about their states of undress

So this is phil's emotional support plant

This man. Taped his plant upright. In order to have it in his video background.

Phil. Stop.

The japanese asa (i guarantee i spelled that wrong, i apologize) is beautiful and deserves the spotlight. Glad to see her thrive since pigeon fest.

Phil spilling tea "this plant is me" and "its trying its best but just not suceeding at things" :(

I did not need that flashback of cutting the sideburns ok. That is seared into my memory

"Im a fan"

"A squirrel,, laid? An acorn?" Oh phil.

Soulmates who have existential crises together stay together

"This thing is a strong buddy" what does that mEan

Oh no. Nononono. Every insect that has gotten inside goes into this plant. Nope.

The extreme closeups that dan does of phils eye's & quiff always make me smile

Ahh. This is the shame pot, where all plants go to die.

Steve

He's a shiny.

Steve is basically your cat now phil

Casual reminders that who needs humans at all when u live with your soulmate and a pigeon adopts you

This angle on the shot. Jfc dAn you're so tall

"They make me happy" *britney yeah.gif*

Overall very good plant tour, very good happy phil, 11/10.

#dan and phil #amazingphil #dnp #char speaks #long post

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dailyaudiobible · 4 years ago

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04/06/2021 DAB Transcript

Deuteronomy 29:1-30:20, Luke 11:37-12:7, Psalms 78:1-31, Proverbs 12:19-20

Today is April 6th welcome to the Daily Audio Bible I am Brian it's great to be here with you today as we continue moving into this month. And there’s a lot going on in the first part of this month, right? We move into the fourth month and then we had Good Friday and Easter. And, so, we’re just kinda moving just a couple of days from there. So, just getting settled into the month of April, a month where the seasons change. And here in the northern hemisphere where I live in the United States in the rolling hills of Tennessee, new life begins to spring forth for sure, in earnest. And, so, that's where we find ourselves, I guess in the year. In the Bible we find ourselves in the book of Deuteronomy, which is the last book of the Torah or the Pentateuch and we are nearing the last part of that book. We will finish that book this…well…at the end of this week. So, let's dive in and listen to what Moses continues to say, how he continues to present who the people are, where they've come from, who God is and where they're going lest they ever forget so that Moses departs history knowing that…that on his watch, his conscience is clear. Today, Deuteronomy chapters 29 and 30.

Commentary:

Okay. We need to talk about some things from the Old Testament, the book of Deuteronomy and from the gospel of Luke as well because they…they both…like right in our face today offering us the chance to examine ourselves. So…so, in the book of Deuteronomy Moses is…is kind of reaching the conclusion of the things that he has to say. And we know this. We’ve said it a bunch of times this is the last things that he does have to say. And, so, as he's sort of reaching a bit of a crescendo, he says words to the people, but these words aren’t only just for those people they are for future generations and they still apply. And, so, these are Moses words. “This command that I give you today is certainly not too difficult or beyond your reach. It’s not in heaven, so that somebody has”…and I’m paraphrasing here…”so that somebody has to go up to heaven and get. It’s not on the other side of the sea so that somebody has to travel to the other side of the sea to get it. The message is very near you. It’s in your mouth, it’s your hearts so that you can follow it. So, see today I have set before you, life and prosperity and death and adversity. I call heaven and earth as witnesses against you today that I have set it before you, life and death, blessing and curse. Choose life so that you and your descendants may live. Love the Lord your God and obey Him and remain faithful to Him, for He is your life, and He will prolong your days as you live in the land.” So, like there’s all kinds of things we could talk about but can we just make it simple. This is your choice. Okay. You have a choice and it's not too hard. Choose to live. And we make that choice by being obedient, by following the path, the…the narrow path that leads to life. That's the way Jesus will describe it. That is the objective here, that we love God with all of our heart, and that we love each other as ourselves.

When we turn to the gospel of Luke and come back alongside Jesus He is having a confrontation with the religious leaders, the people responsible for what we just said, the people that are responsible to remind everybody to choose life and to love God with all their heart, soul, mind and strength and to love their neighbor as themselves. These are the people that oppose Jesus. These are the people Jesus opposes because He opposes what they’re doing. These are the religious instructors and leaders. These are the people that think they have it figured out. These are the people who think they can speak on behalf of God and control the people while doing it. I mean there's a lot of parallels, there’s just a lot of things that still are in the world today that Jesus would probably oppose in the same way. And what is He ultimately upset about? He’s upset that the people are being deceived and led astray. And He…He’s exasperated with the hypocrisy of it. And, so, I quote again from the Scriptures, this time from the lips of Jesus instead of Moses, “woe to you Pharisees, you give a tenth of mint, rue, and every kind of herb and you bypass justice and love for God. These things you should have done without neglecting the others.” In other words, you're giving and denying justice at the same time. How’s that gonna work out? Then He goes on. “Woe to you Pharisees, you love the front seat in the synagogue and the greetings in the marketplace.” In other words, you love to be seen. You love to be acknowledged for your position, but you are not obedient to your position. You are not doing what you were ordained or commissioned to do. You’re like unmarked graves. People could walk over it and not even know. So, at this point…point in the story, there’s like a scribe, an expert in the law, a teacher of the law who’s was like, “you know, when you say this stuff that's kind of offensive to us too.” And, so, he's just…he just goes there. “Woe to you experts, you people that think you’ve got it all figured out a know it. Woe to you. You are loading the people with burdens that are hard to carry and you're not willing to carry your own burden, not even with one of your fingers. You've taken away the key to knowledge. You didn't go in and you hindered everyone else from trying to go in.” Okay. We can read that and we can see Jesus confrontation with the religious leaders and we can just kind of like offset them as the antagonistic people in the story or we can understand like this is an opportunity to look in the mirror. How much do we flaunt our religion? Being an expert? Knowing everything? Throwing versus at people to…to control them in some way or another? Throwing versus at people to be right? Posting things to be right? Like our heart isn’t after redemption at all. It's to be right and to be seen. If that strikes, like if that lands anywhere near home then we need to understand that hard as that might be to swallow, we’re looking an awful lot like a Pharisee. But we have a choice. We get to collaborate. We get to participate.

And the call today coming out of the book of Deuteronomy is that we choose to live, that we choose life, that we choose this narrow path that leads to life, that we understand there is only one source of life. And, so, there is only one place to go for life. If we could get…get that to land, then maybe we could shift our orientation and understand that running hard after God is the only option to live. Everything else is us trying to be our own sovereign, and how…like…like when we learn our lesson? Like, how many walls do we have to hit? How many pits do we have to fall into? When do we learn this? What would be the downside of going for it? What would be the downside of saying, “that's it, nothing else will distract me, I will not turn to the right or the left. I will love the Lord my God with all of my heart. And in the process, I will love everyone around me as He does because this isn’t my story to tell. I’m a part of something greater and when my chapters told, I want my chapter to read that I was deeply in love with my Father, and we shared a grand adventure together.

Prayer:

Father, we enter into these things. These…these things are actually pretty probing and…and convicting even. They bring us to a point of consideration, and we invite Your Holy Spirit into these things so that we might repent, so that we might change, change our minds and move in a different direction, one that seeks after You and only You, knowing You are the source of life itself. Come Holy Spirit we pray. In the name of Jesus, we ask. Amen.

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Community Prayer and Praise:

Hey, it's Corey up in __ I just finished listening to the DAB today and man I'm…I…I'm in a good mood. Beloved I think it is in Texas, your call about messing yourself it brought some very needed laughs to me. I was on my way to work and I am in tears laughing at that one, laughing with you not at you. It's been the hardest stretch lately for me and my family and, woah, that one lifted my spirits today on the way to work. So, I appreciate your vulnerability and honesty. That was awesome. Hilarious. So, thank you for your call. I just appreciate you. Alright guys. Thanks. Bye.

Hi Daily Audio Bible family this is Renzo from Florida. I just want to pray for this lady that called up about her son Micah that is just struggling. He doesn't know You Lord and is not a believer. I just want to pray for him. Father God I just thank You for everything that You give to us Lord. I thank You for the ability to just pray for people that are in this Daily Audio Bible community, Lord. And just please just help Micah to just accept You as Your Lord and savior. Please help him accept You as Lord and we just thank You for everything You do Lord. Thank You for sending Your son down on the cross for us. Thank You, Jesus for everything You do for us. And just please just help his mom just keep praying for him and trusting in the Lord. And please help them to just have faith that surpasses all understanding. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen. Jesus loves you guys. I’m praying for you guys. God bless.

Happy Good Friday DABbers this is Colette calling from California I hope that your day is going as well as it could be knowing that our Lord and savior Jesus Christ gave up His life so that we could have life. I'd like to make a comment regarding the sister who shared the funny story with us of her sitting on a zoom call and thinking that she was quietly just going to express herself and ended up sitting in her own mess. At the risk of spiritualizing that scenario some things did occur to me, that there were some biblical principles in that and there are oftentimes we are making decisions and we end up sitting in our own mess because we did not consult the Lord. Something as simple as, “well I'm not going to claim that on my taxes” and then we get audited and end up sitting in our own mess. “O I think I'll just date him I know he doesn't know the Lord and I know about you know being unequally yoked, but I think it'll be OK” and it blows up in our faces. So, we end up doing what? Sitting in our own mess. I'm sure each of you can think about a scenario where you made your own decision outside of Gods, you know, principles and values and we end up sitting in our own mess. So, thank you sister for sharing that story. I did get quite a giggle out of it and certainly brought to mind a lot of lessons as well. God bless everyone.

Hey DAB family this is Brookie 545 I’m just calling to pray for some people from April 3rd. Victoria Soldier we just continue to lift up your sister-in-law who's in the hospital for healing and your nephew who's in jail. Lord we ask that You just unite this family and just create a peace and just Your serenity over this time. Lord we just pray for repentance where it needs to be in her nephew and we just ask for her sister-in-law just to trust You Lord with her son's life. And we lift up Victor to You, Delta Alpha Foxtrots friend who is in the hospital suffering from covid who just went into incubation. Lord You are the ultimate healer. Holy Spirit just guide the doctors with wisdom and knowledge. Give peace to the family. God we are just asking for a miracle that this man walks out of the hospital healthy and alive. Lord I also lift up sparky from Texas to You and praise God that they found out why he was depressed, the testosterone levels. God I just pray that You give the doctors wisdom and knowledge to find the correct treatment, to correct his depression and whatever else is ailing. And Lord I just thank You that his family has been so supportive. Lord we just trust You going forward in this process and again I just praise You for those answers. And God I also lift up Mattie to You. I thank You that she is so focused and wanting to persevere in school and work with this new job. God I just ask that You give her calmness, peace, wisdom, perseverance and just trust in You that You are going to work all things for good. I pray that You bring the right people in her life to come alongside her in this time, that You give her good community and we just trust You in the process. Amen.

Good morning this is Donna from California and I woke up with Mommy's Little Rock from Arkansas on my mind this morning. You had called in on April 1st lost your mom a few months ago, your beloved mom. I'm so sorry for your loss. I was reminded though of the passage in scripture about when Jesus was on the cross. I'll just read it. It's so beautiful and it's a very good day to be reading it it's Holy Saturday. When Jesus saw his mother there and the disciple who he loved standing nearby he said to her, woman here is your son and to the disciple here is your mother. From that time on this disciple took her into his home. And you know, you've got…we are all your mom, where all your mom's here and we’ll never take the place of your own mom, your…your flesh and blood mom but we are all each others…we all belong to each other and I just wanted to reach out to you and tell you that that's the beauty of…of being a part of a community such as this. We…we have sons and daughters, we have moms, we have dads, we have brothers and sisters. It's a big family. It's a wonderful family. And I just…I send you a great big hug. The other thing I would encourage is, I don't know if you have earthly children, but you do have children here. Reach out to them too. Be the mom for them. And I hope you have a beautiful resurrection day.

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