#sanctifying work.

[agreenroad]

Bible Verses about Sanctification, A Process That Is Part of the Kingdom Of Heaven Within)

2 Thessalonians 2:13 13 But we ought always to thank God for you, brothers and sisters loved by the Lord, because God chose you as firstfruits to be saved through the sanctifying work of the Spirit and through belief in the truth. Ephesians 1:13 13 And you also were included in Christ when you heard the message of truth, the gospel of your salvation. When you believed, you were marked in him…

[wherewolf]

the responses i’ve seen to shiv’s ending seem very quick to write her off as just another sad victim of the cycle, which isn’t without truth BUT!!! that is not even remotely the summation of shiv’s story.

i don’t think she votes yes to “save kendall” or to try to finally set her brothers free. and i don’t think her main concern was that ken was becoming their dad. she absolutely noticed and didn’t love it, but that was not her motivation in betraying him. she was thinking about herself.

it’s tempting to make a martyr out of her as she is the only female child and we see her suffer the onslaught of misogyny that comes with that. but to make her into a saintlike figure who got beat takes away the power and intelligence behind her decision.

at this point she’s stuck between two non ideal choices, but she recognizes that they have accidentally made her the single most important player in the game. because while she can’t have the outcome she’d prefer, she has the power to decide the fates of everyone else. the written off lone woman now holds in her hands the fate of every man in her life.

so she thinks about the long term benefits of both options and realizes that one side leaves her completely without any leverage.

her brothers have proven to her multiple times in the last few days alone that they will cut her out and walk all over her the first chance they get. siding with them leaves her nothing to bargain with. she would just have to hope that ken would actually take care of her. and that level of vulnerability is not only unacceptable to her, it’s stupid. and shiv fuckin roy is not stupid.

so she thinks about the other side and about what she actually wants for her life. and against her better judgment, it’s becomes unfortunately clear that she wants tom. the way she wants him is not altogether loving or even good but it is necessary to her. she sees relationships as having winners and losers and she chose this man specifically so that she could be confident in her ability to win. except now he’s grown some balls and made himself unavailable to her.

she may not like the way her husband is evolving but she already placed her bets on him, so she’s sure as hell not losing to him now. there’s also a part of her that feels intrigued by this new man she’s married to. it’s interesting to have a sparring partner in him instead of having to looking for excitement outside of their marriage.

so for maybe the first time ever, she processes what tom has said to her and thinks about what he actually wants.

he needs her to prove that she cares. he needs to know that she is capable of sacrifice. if she can’t find it within herself to do this for him, then she will lose him, and by extension, she will lose.

siding with tom gives her the opportunity to once and for all make a grand-stand gesture of love, but more importantly, it creates leverage for her. never again will he be able to hold the moral high ground over her head. never again can he say she doesn’t love him. never again can he call her selfish or uncaring. above all, he can never betray her again, because she just removed all of his moral justification for turning on her. he doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s just taken back all the power in their relationship. just in a more subtle way than she’s used to operating.

and just like that, she has the ceo of a multi billion dollar company in her pocket, while situating herself as the only descendant of logan roy to still be playing the game, having removed her brothers from the equation permanently. she may still be far from the top but she’s creating a path for herself to climb.

so yes, she’ll let tom play king for a day, and she’ll have his baby and say “congratulations,” and play the gracious wife, but tomorrow is a new day with lots of room to maneuver. and when her husband puts out his hand, she’ll place her own on top. but she won’t grasp it because she doesn’t need to.

[wiirocku]

Genesis 2:3 (KJ21) - And God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it, because in it He had rested from all His work which God created and made.

[sclepurpose]

i need to be here more so STARTER CALL, personals and nonrp please do not interact ( hard to keep track of who is vs a rp blog that way, ) multis specify your muse, etc

[sadroundface]

and now for something a little different (and badly written)

Unnerving how someone with so much to his name could appear so quietly, unannounced, out of nowhere, and stay quiet, almost invisible even though he was there.

Frank didn’t want to know too much about him, really.  But from what he’d gathered—maybe this way about him was how he’d succeeded.  Knowing when to stay in the shadows, silent, invisible, never attracting attention good or bad. Then, knowing when to step out.  Knowing what to say, and how to say it, and who to say it to.

His arm came out of nowhere, an honor around Frank’s shoulders. 

“You know, I lost my mum too.”

“You did?”

“Yes, both my parents.  I was too young to remember them.  But I understand.”

It was too quiet in the halls of this part of Cobham and it didn’t smell like Cobham should—sweat, gym mats, chlorine.  Instead, it was leather chairs, some sort of cleaner—quiet had a smell.

“Uh, you do?  I mean, thank you.  Thank you.”

“Yes.”  Even out in the roasting sun of the Mediterranean he hadn’t talked this much, had he?  It was all back in a part of life Frank was trying not to remember.  “I’m not a…religious person.  I spoke to John.  He says you are going to church.”

“Uh.  Yes.”  John sitting in one of these leather chairs, sitting in the quiet of one of the meeting rooms with the quiet man, comfortable the way Frank could never be.  Talking about him.  They talked about him, together.

“In my tradition we pray for the dead.  But it is the same prayer you use when you pray together, for good things, to say God is great.”

Frank’s head spun.  This kind of thing had never been a topic of discussion in his home.  But this was more than Dad had been able to say to him about Mum, about anything.  

“I don’t know a lot about your traditions, I’m sorry.”  Certainly Berkovic hadn’t taught him anything in the West Ham dressing room—just went around being a right prick the whole time. 

“That’s alright.  I said I am not religious.  But I thought about it, so I could talk to you.”

Frank’s ears strained trying to pick up any of the normal sounds of Cobham.  But it was quiet in this hallway, and his head spun and spun.  Someone—something—someone—had sucked all life from the room except the warm hand on his shoulder.  

“For you—I think it means even the worst death is a part of life.  So you just keep going.  You say the same prayer and then you forget.  Is it for the dead, or the living?  But once a year, you still say it for the dead.  So they’re not gone, then..  They are with you when you live and when you thank God.  Maybe think about this.”

“Thanks.  I don’t know what it means, really, but I wish my Dad had said something like this.”  Frank couldn’t believe he had let this slip out.

“Frank, you need to take care of yourself.  You know we need you.  John needs you.  You are a part of my plans.  Our good boy, our how do you say it, Proper Chels boy.”

“And you need me.”

“Yes.  So think, please—right now, you think her death was now, her life was before.  But the prayer shows us, one day her death will be a part of your life.  It’ll all be over.”

The warm hand squeezed his shoulder.  

The warm hand set him free.  

He burst through the glass doors of the corporate suite.  He wanted to go back to the sweat, gym mats, chlorine.  Where was John?  He wanted to go home.

No—

He wanted to turn around and go back to the silent hallway.  

As he always had.

[kaelleid]

Izzy Fic Recs (Sept 10-30th)

My favorite of the Izzy fics that I read between Sept 10th-30th. See other recs here.

The Seduction Bet by DarkwingDukat (Izzy/Everyone)

Izzy really needs to lighten up, and Lucius thinks a good shag will do just that; with a five doubloon buy-in, the bet is on to see who can be the first to seduce the intractable First Mate...

i'm oversleeping like a dog on the floor by ciredan (Izzy/Fang)

Izzy can't sleep; Fang wants a new dog. Go figure.

It's an Old Song (It's a Tragedy) by emzash (Ed/Izzy)

Izzy became a pirate to escape his past, and found his home in Edward. But when Edward tempts fate too many times, they find out how far Izzy will go to try and get him back. Inspired by Hadestown.

My Kingdom Come Undone by jessclare (Izzy/Stede)

Stede comes back to the Revenge. Izzy decides to retire or die trying. He fails and they have sex about it.

Press Me Out by shatteredhourglass (Izzy/Stede)

"He doesn't want me back," Stede admits, past the lump in his throat. "Not like... not like that. Not anymore."

align my heart, my body, my mind by ewelinakl (Ed/Stede/Izzy)

"I got a letter from Mary," Stede says. Who the fuck is Mary? Israel wants to ask, but then it dawns on him. Stede's fucking wife. "She asks if I could take care of the kids for a few months."

Merely Players by mossydreamz (Ed/Stede/Izzy)

Desperate to pull Ed back from the abyssal brink of the Kraken, Izzy makes a deeply guarded confession. Their long history together can’t open a path back in time to repair the damage, but it can help them chart a better course forward. That is, until Stede Bonnet returns from the grave with the marooned crew of the Revenge to interrupt and complicate their reconciliation.

Seasick, Yet Still Docked by cygnuscries (Ed & Stede & Izzy)

Izzy never learned how to read.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

ok one last random thought to jot down before i quit for the night but: pla ds au where the wardens act as analogues to the fire keepers. ok. done.

[ravencromwell]

Love Poem for the Non-Believer by Sandra Cisneros

Because I miss you—I run my hand along the flat of my thigh curve of the hip mango of the ass.—Imagine it your hand across the thrum of ribs arpeggio of the breasts collarbones you adore that I don’t. My neck is thin You could cup it with one hand Yank the life from me If you wanted I’ve cut my hair You can’t tug my hair anymore A jet of black through the fingers now Your hands cool along the jaw skin of the eyelids nape of the neck soft as a mouth And when we open like apple split each other in half and have seen the heart of the heart of the heart that part you don’t I don’t show anyone the part we want to reel back as soon as it is suddenly unreeled like silk flag or the prayer call of a Mohammed we won’t have a word for this except perhaps religion.

[a-space-for-mimi]

I've been praying for a mentor like how Titus 2 tells older women to teach younger women because hey! I'm a younger woman. Because the church I grew up in, which I'm still thankful for, taught more "watered down" theology so I didn't have anyone I could "imitate" like how Paul says imitate me as I imitate Christ. Because these were people who didn't even know God's word very well so I didn't really take their advice seriously. Agkhfhggm. I know that sounds mean but that's how it was.

Now I'm in an awesome church but because we've attracted a lot of new Christians recently, I'm in a small group with mostly new people that I'm not as comfortable with asking for wisdom.

So recently, I went out on a limb to message a woman in the church that I reeeeally admire because of her inner strength, wisdom, etc. how she stays organized. So she gave me advice, reminded me that things don't happen overnight, and even offered to chat over coffee at some point. And I wanted to cry 😭 lol. Like pleaseeee give me your wisdom. I want it so badly. Like I feel like I'm starving here by trying to glean wisdom from podcasts and audiobooks. But to have a person to talk to and actually knows you? Like, that's such a blessing.

[shewhotellsstories]

“When white women are confronted with the possibility they can be perpetrators, and not only victims, of oppressive actions and they burst out crying, antiracist work grinds to a halt. A white woman sobs, and the room falls to her feet. These tears seemingly perform a self-baptism. They cleanse the sufferer of any past wrongs and invest her with a martyred authority flowing from the realm of allegedly indisputable truth: her own hurt feelings. Some of the sanctifying innocence widely afforded to white women when they cry can be traced back to an original wellspring: the inkpot of Harriet Beecher Stowe.

-Kyla Schuller, The Trouble with White Women

[melvingaines]

The Work of Sanctification - Video Message - January 8, 2023

The Work of Sanctification – Video Message – January 8, 2023

https://www.facebook.com/akronalliancefellowship/videos/573284480887342 A message from Pastor Gus Brown. God wants a relationship with you, but you are the one who needs to acknowledge and embrace the relationship! The Holy Spirit is actively working to sanctify the believer in Jesus Christ for God’s use.

[verstarppen]

pairing; lando norris x fem! star wars actress! reader [ no faceclaim ]

a/n; if i see ONE more "but at what cost" comment i will explode you with my mind

[ series masterlist ]

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yn.jpg life recently

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kingmag9 I scrolled so fast I legit thought this is a lando.jpg post

darthjadusdefender are the rumours true, then?

princepercival please respect their privacy and leave the conversation out of her comment section

shae_vizla_2 So no KOTOR movie set pics? :(

vettelover no lando either...

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landonorris it’s race weekend time 🖤🧡

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angelricciardo oscar: 🧍‍♂️

sugarussell pr team working overtime

cherryhamilton Oscar is an unpaid employee actually

astongoatin day 4785 since our last y/n photo on this account

inchidentlover Where's Waldo modern reboot

dannyavocado so close! your wife is actually missing ♡ please find her

codelh44 everyone else moved on, i stayed with the fact that they took out the -l/n -norris off their twitter names

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yndeathtrooper the only spa weekend that matters

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sunnysainz now why is the only photo of lando with his back to the camera...

tyrescreamer divorce babe DIVORCE

holidaykimi OSCAR LOOKS SO GOOD

alfajuliet i threw my phone across the room i can't take it anymore

generalkenobi3 so no kotor? at all??

papayasalad did you yell "OBJECTION" at least once during the carlos slander i need to know

carlossainz55 ... yndeathtrooper obviously

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landonorris as dom toretto said

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yukinator22 oh we're COOKED y'all

albogeant your guys' shoulders must be aching from reaching that far, clearly she's taking the photo

simplyclerc THAT'S WHAT IM SAYINGGGG SHE EVEN LIKED THE POST mcmango ok but why wouldn't she be in the picture like????

super_max A GOOD CAPTAIN FALLS WITH THE SHIP

shadownorris oh okay im just gonna go play my mitski daily mix for the fourth time in a roll that's fine

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kellypiquet Girls Night 😊

yn.jpg YEAHHHHH

bottaswiththefur aaa the outfit matching the luggage is so cute

lionkingseb lando search party

rock4rrari max???

g3org3zilla i read this in the tone of the seagulls from nemo

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[fremulon]

Crowley was rather proud of the Employee Hellpline. There had been a contest, about twenty years back, to create the most confusing phone structure possible, and Crowley had won. (He'd got inspired by calling up a telecom company to cancel service. Despite the fact that he'd made the call without an account, he'd left having agreed to a phone/television/Internet bundle and two magazine subscriptions.)

What he’d forgotten was the fact that he was an Employee, and thus had to navigate the labyrinthine obscurity of the Hellpline every time he needed to put in a request for a little extra power or office supplies. Fortunately, he didn't tend to make many calls; unfortunately, this meant that any insight he gained into the pattern had generally evaporated by the next time he had to face it.

Which was how he came to be sitting in his car, twenty minutes late for lunch, being informed in a monotone that he’d better listen carefully to the following menu, as options might have changed.

“For complaints about colleagues, press 1. For complaints colleagues made about you, press 2. For accounts payable, press 3, then 8, then turn the phone around and repeat. For accounts receivable, enter your ID in reverse. For all other financial requests, spell the first 10 pages of the Bee Movie script using your keypad. For—”

There was a knock at the window. “Are you quite all right?” Aziraphale said.

Crowley rolled the window down, half-listening to the phone menu. “Sorry I’m late—”

“You weren’t late. You drove up twenty-five minutes ago and took the ‘Reserved for Customers of AZ Fell & Co’ spot. So no actual customers have been able to park here this entire time. Which is dreadful,” Aziraphale added happily. 

“This concludes the menu. Make your selection in the next four seconds or this call will be terminated. Four…three…” Crowley racked his brains attempting to remember whether accounts payable was 8, then 3, or— “Good-bye,” the voice said, with gloomy satisfaction, and hung up.

“Ahhh, sanctify it.”

“What?”

“I’m trying to get this reimbursement through. I had to buy eighty live bats for this work thing, and apparently that kind of order can’t go through the normal process. So I’m on the Hellpline. But this consecrated phone—”

“Didn’t you design the system?”

“Might’ve done.”

“May I?” 

Crowley hit Redial and placed the phone in Aziraphale’s outstretched hand.

Aziraphale listened thoughtfully to the first list of menu options, then tapped the phone. He listened a bit longer, tapped twice more, said, “Mammal, not otherwise specified,” and handed it back. 

A voice crackled in Crowley's ear. “Accounts payable, living creatures from twoscore to nine dozen. How can I hinder you today?”

“One sec,” Crowley said, and moved the phone away. “How’d you do that?”

“It was yours, wasn’t it?” 

“Yeah.”

“I suppose I simply know how to thwart you,” said Aziraphale smugly. “Go on,” he said, nodding at the phone as he got in the car. “We’re late.”

[pookiecowpoke]

Lucifer: What ya got there, Morgan?

Morgan: Whiskey...

These are characters in my up and coming novel Sanctified through Sin!

Morgan Bailey is a mercenary traveling across the western plains doing the Devil’s work. Said Devil’s work usually involves punishing corrupt clergy members, until he meets a fallen angel that changes his perspective on life. 

The novel is still in the works, and I hope to be posting more character art as I write the story!

(click for better quality)

Based on this amazing meme: 

[mamoonde]

i really really want more modern cultivation au secret genius wei wuxian who just drops mind-blowing revolutionary theories and innovations anonymously under a stupid ass middle school pen name like yLlingla0zuxX

comical plot twist:

lan qiren has a secret hobby ever since he discovered the joys of Online Cultivation Forums, especially one where he can scout for people with Massive Potential and/or Brilliant Ideas and offer to help them formalize their ideas into actual Papers (or discover Horrible ones and send them better reference materials).

of course, Internet etiquette sanctifies anonymity so lan qiren doesn't press for personal information from the few brilliant minds he meets. he has a good instinct for identifying the younger ones from the tried and true experts, and this yLlingla0zuxX clearly is an esteemed veteran.

his methods may seem scattered, but lan qiren is Most Willing to Invest in the Time to help this esteemed cultivator get the merit and proper consideration his ideas deserve. under the very proper alias: GrandArchivist.

GrandArchivist reaches out to yLlingla0zuxX offering to help him flesh out his innovations so yLlingla0zuxX can get it published and patented as Proper.

yLlingla0zuxX is reluctant at first, but agrees to do it. he shares a gee doc link.

it takes a while, but - between lan qiren's initial bafflement at real-time collaboration and yLlingla0zuxX's erratic and rambling thoughts - they manage to publish it.

offscreen:

GrandArchivist reaches out to his nephew A-Huan how this gee doc works and if he's Sure it's not a bad virus or phishing scam link or anything. he opens the link to see. bulleted paragraphs??? paragraphed bullet points??? either way, the most horrible draft he's ever seen... typing itself???? a-huan, are you certain this yLlingla0zuxX has not hacked my computer?

[fucktasword]

Do you guys have a song/album where its like. Man I just need a different band to cover this. Doesn't matter how much you like the og or if their styles don't overlap or if the band would even like that sort of music You just have an almighty Need to know