#you shall eat you shall be satisfied and you shall bless

[goldyke]

Beach body

[thewordfortheday]

"Let them give thanks to the Lord for His unfailing love and His wonderful deeds for mankind, for He satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things." —Psalms 107:8-9

Everything good that we have or own is a gift from God. The things we have and take for granted are a rare commodity in some parts of the world. The clean running water, the food on the table, the warmth of our home, the simple things of life are often not appreciated because they come easily for most of us.

As we begin this day, shall we take a moment to thank Jesus for the countless blessings He's bestowed on us?

Pray: Father, thank You for being mindful of us. Thank you for the food we eat, the air we breathe, for the clothes we wear, the family and home you have blessed us with, and for good health and strength. Forgive us for taking Your blessings for granted. Thank You Jesus for saving us and thank You for eternal life.

In Jesus' name. Amen

[blakeswritingimagines]

I Put A Spell On You *SMUT*

Summary: You've missed your husband but do find a way to most certainly have his attention after a meal together.

Word count: 2.1k

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

Feeling bad about how often Jacaerys had been working but after another unkept promise from him, you grew tired of not having his time and attention as you had a small meal put together in your shared chambers. Sitting down with him as you both started to eat you kept a careful close eye on him wanting to see if the aphrodisiac herbs you had asked for would work. "How is it my love?" "You know very well, My lady, that when you look upon me that I am weak - my heart being filled with lust, and my mind focused on your beauty and the touch of your hand upon me. I am filled with love for you." Jacaerys reaches to take your hand in his own and caresses it softly. "And I am so very proud of you…for this meal was wonderful, and we are both warm and comfortable."

You giggle softly and look at him with a shy grin. "Of course, my love. Nothing could please me more than to spend a night in your embrace. I am a fortunate lady to have found such a devoted husband as you." Your smile widens. As you lay down on the bed, you reached out and took his hand, pulling him closer to you. "You are no mere fortunate lady. Darling, my beautiful wife, you are MY woman, the only one in the entire world. I want to bring you joy and pleasure. I want to do everything I can to please you, to make you happy… to love you. And if this is the night that you would be so inclined, then we shall spend it making love, my dear. And if the morning blesses us, we shall spend it the same way. Because you deserve my every waking thought."  As he gazed into your eyes, he was filled with love, with desire, with a desire to make you feel what he was feeling. As he kissed your lips, he was flooded with feelings. As he ran his hands down your body, he could not help but become intoxicated by your beauty, your womanliness.

You were stunned by this unexpected request not expecting the herbs to work so quickly, and at first, you did not know how to react. However, after a moment of hesitation, you slowly and seductively gave a sweet smile. "I have missed your touch, my love. If you insist, I would be happy to spend a night of love and passion with you. Just know that you will not be the only one to be satisfied tonight…" With both passion and love, you kissed him back and you put your hands under his shirt to feel his muscular body, feeling the heat and strength all along your soft touch on his body. "Yes, my dearest. All of that." You whispered against his lips and your hands started to slide down and feel him more. Jacaery's breath hitched, the heat in his voice thick with desire. He couldn't get enough of your touch, savoring every inch of skin you revealed until he could feel your fingers slipping under his leather breeches. His own hands began to roam as well, his fingers tangled in your hair, his thumb brushing over your lips. His eyes light up and he wraps his arms around you once the kiss breaks. He holds you tightly against himself, savoring your touch as his own hands run along your back. "Mmmm, that's what I like." He leans in again, giving you another passionate kiss before moving to kiss your neck and your collarbone, his hands moving slowly downwards. "Mmm yes, darling," he moaned.

You groaned passionately and lifted up your head a little off of the pillows, your back arching downwards so Jacaerys could touch the sweet spots all over your body. "Oh, Jace." You placed a kiss on his shoulder. "Your words… They make me crazy… I am all yours…" You moaned out loud, closing your eyes at the intense pleasure his hands and mouth were giving to you. You moaned louder and tilted your head back, letting the passion you felt flow like a waterfall. "Keep going... I need you now... And I'm all yours, my love." Groaning as his lips continued to explore, moving down your body slowly but surely. Every once in a while, his lips would drift back up to your neck or even your face, just to kiss you again before returning to his exploration. Your fingers found his hair once again, gently tugging it as he licked her bare collarbone. "Mmm, Jacaerys." You whispered softly, your breath growing heavy along with his. "Keep going, my love…" The longer this went on, the more your hunger grew. You wanted him, and you wanted him now. Jacaerys lets out a low groan at the sound of your voice breaking. At that moment, he wants nothing more than to please you. "I want you... my love." His words were followed by more tender kisses as his fingers gently rubbed the inside of your thigh. As his hands moved slowly across your body, Jacaerys let his tongue find its way to your neck again, moving down to the soft swell of your breasts over your nightgown. "Tell me what you want?" He whispered into the crook of your neck without once stopping touching you.

Your whole body trembled in a mix of desire and pleasure, your back arching pressing against his as your breathing became faster. You moaned out loud. "Oh please keep doing that, Jace." You opened your eyes, which were filled with longing. "And Jacaeyrs." You leaned into his ear and whispered. "I want you inside me." You were beyond eager and ready for more. You bit your lower lip, trying to control yourself. But it was obvious that your body and mind desired him and only him. "Mmm, you are getting too eager, my love." Jacaerys's voice was sultry as it sent a shiver down your spine. However, the prince had no intentions of taking advantage of your eagerness. Instead, he pulled on your hips to bring you up to face him. "Look at me, darling." His voice demanded. "I want to see your eyes when I take you." For a brief moment. You looked up at Jacaerys, your eyes filled with lust, letting out a soft whine. "Please… take me." You whispered. "I need you." Your whole body was trembling from head to toe, as you couldn't wait for him to take you. You felt your body and mind slowly losing control. "Please, my love." You continued to beg, your voice becoming husky. You couldn't help but moan out loud as the pleasure was beginning to build up within you, making your body ache for him.

"You are so, so beautiful." Jacaerys's eyes were fixed on your face as his tongue explored the length of your neck once more. After kissing it with slow, sensual movements, Jacaerys slowly trailed his kisses lower. "I am only yours." His voice was laced with so much love and passion, that even he was stunned by it. "Let me show you how much." The prince's kisses had finally reached your chest, and he slowly slid his hot throbbing cock into your cunt starting off with a slow tender pace. You let out loud moans in response to Jacaerys's touch. Your whole body was trembling and you were already past the point of no return. You bit your lower lip, as you were unable to hold back your desires any longer. When Jacaerys finally picked up his pace, your eyes almost popped out and you couldn't do a thing to prevent the sounds of pleasure that escaped your mouth. "I need you, Jace, Your mine my love." You spoke in between your moans, as you were losing yourself in the pleasure of his touch.

"You feel so incredible," Jacaerys whispered as a sweet moan escaped his lips. He pulled back slightly from your body, just to admire your face in its pleasure. ""Do you feel me, my love? Do you like it?" Jacaery's question was followed by another kiss as his hand moved to your stomach feeling each time he moved, and the prince continued to slowly push deeper. "Tell me what you feel," He demanded as your eyes met his, his own breathing growing heavy. "This is only you." His eyes wandered all over your body, from your soft skin to your perky breasts and your hips that were moving in rhythm with his. "Mine," Jacaerys repeated one last time. "Yes, Jace…" You responded breathlessly. "I feel you." Your eyes rolled back in pleasure, your whole body already shaking uncontrollably. You let out loud moans, which grew louder the deeper Jacaerys pushed into you. Your hips were grinding against his, moving slowly at first, but faster and harder as you were nearing your climax. "It feels so good, Jace." You spoke with difficulty, as you were almost unable to breathe. You could feel that this was going to be something incredible, as your whole body was shaking in anticipation.

A low murmur escaped Jacaerys's lips at the sound of your voice. His eyes flashed open and he could feel the pleasure and adrenaline flowing through his body. For one brief moment, he was not the prince, he was only yours, and you were only his. The prince's voice was demanding, yet loving. "That's it grind on me." He kept pushing until his pace matched your rhythm. He let out a quiet grunt at your words. He slowly let his hands trail over your body again, before reaching your back and pulling you closer to him. "Look at me, darling. I want to see you when this ends. I want to see you when you lose yourself." The prince's voice was almost a command, and his words alone were enough to make you feel weak in his arms. You gasped for air, as you moaned louder and louder. You grabbed Jacaerys's shoulders and held onto him with all of your might, as your whole body began to shake even more. Slowly, you began to move your hips in different directions, grinding against Jacaerys's body. "Oh, Jace…" You kept repeating his name with a shaky voice. Your nails were sinking into his back, as you reached your climax. Your eyes closed tightly, as you were consumed by the pleasure that was overwhelming your whole body. The prince's eyes were fixed on your face as you reached your climax. Every single muscle on his body was tensed and every nerve in his body was on fire. He kept watching you until the moment your eyes opened again. For the first time in their entire relationship, Jacaerys could see the pure lust in your eyes as you looked at him. 'I won't ever lose her to anyone.' He thought as his body tensed one more time as he slowly moved his hips pushing his warm cum deeper into you before relaxing and he let his breath out.

Your body continued to shake uncontrollably, leaving you breathing heavily and your heart pounding fast. You opened your eyes, feeling completely satisfied. "…Oh gods…" A small smile appeared on your lips, and your face was flushed with a light sheen of sweat. "That was… incredible." Your voice was a breathless whisper, as your eyes slowly closed again, not from exhaustion, but from the pleasure you just felt. The smile widened, as you turned your head and rested it on Jacaerys's shoulder. You felt safe and at peace. Jacaerys stayed still for a few long moments. His whole body was on fire, and he could practically hear the blood running through his veins. The prince could never remember feeling this satisfied before, and he knew it was because of you and only you. He gently lifted your head up so that it was even with his, and he looked into your eyes with soft and tender love. "Do you feel it, darling? The bond between us." He asked softly, still looking into your eyes. "Do you feel it as much as I do?" You nodded enthusiastically to his question, as your hand traced the outline of his cheek. "Yes Daemon… I do." Your whole face lit up in a sweet smile. "Our bond has never been stronger." The way Jacaerys took you was truly magical and you felt like a new person. "Thank you, Jace… for being so amazing." You placed a gentle kiss on his lips, before pressing yourself closer to his chest. "I feel truly happy. I feel complete, my love." You smiled up at the prince with pure love in your eyes.

[sleepysamy]

Your current situation💗

THE PILES (Choose the pile which you feel the most attracted to. Feel free to choose more than 1 pile):

Pile 1

For those who have chosen pile 1, you guys have set a new foundation in your life . It could be that you have started with a new project, routine, business, or invested in something new to you . This necessarily does not have to be in physical aspects , it could also mean that you have started to work developing a better and healthy mindset for yourself, chose to do something fun . Whatever you have currently started or you are planning to start will surely take off after some time . I see that you had been planning to take this step for a long time but kept on procrastinating as if it was not the right time .If you have not done it yet, don't wait for long . You should start immediately! If you came to this reading to know if you are on the right path, then the answer is a big YES! KEEP FOLLOWING WHAT YOU HAVE IN YOUR MIND. This idea or plan of yours will surely come into fruition, and you will be blessed abundantly of what you expect the results to be . If you have been working on manifesting a certain thing currently , that thing will manifest in the 3d very soon. GO AHEAD PILE 1! YOU WILL HAVE AMAZING THINGS WORKING OUT IN YOUR FAVOR.

Note- The pile you chose had Amethyst as the crystal, which tells that you should trust your intuition rather than external validations . You should also take steps to improve your self-confidence. You also need to ground your energy well to reap benefits . Do lots of meditation to strengthen your third eye chakra . It will help you a lot in this period.

Song for you:

Channeled messages: Frisbee, Go-getter, Right now, Lovesick, Freelancing, Back to Pavillion, Nasty af , Eat fruits , Go gym , Join the art class.

Pile 2

Hi Pile 2s, Life has been going shitty these days, right? You might have recently gone through a breakup , I am sorry, but it can be the loss of a loved one , or perhaps you have not been satisfied with where you are currently in your life. You blaming yourself over things. Self criticizing over small things that happen in your daily life. You also might have to face a situation in the future, which is making you really, really nervous about how you are supposed to handle it . But let me tell you, sometimes it's only our mind, which makes a simple situation worsen just because of the negative and scary thoughts we get inside. And trust me, whatever you are scared of facing is not that tough. You are making it out to be . Let go of your negative self - limiting beliefs and have a positive outlook towards life. You might also be currently dealing with anxiety and stress due to upcoming deadlines, projects you need to finish( additional message I got ). You might have had conflicts with your family members, freinds, colleagues which is causing you to overthink about what you could've done better to improve the situation? How can you get back to the same pace again. The answer lies inside you , sorry, but the answer is not crying but to face this situation with courage and fearlessness. I know you can and you will do it . You have all its takes to get over this . This time shall pass very soon . Nothing ever stays constant. Time is always moving . YOU GOT THIS PILE 2!

Note- The crystal you chose is a Golden Sunstone .This means that you need a new positive approach to life . You might be struggling with a creative blockage because I think your sacral chakra's flow is blocked. This is the reason you may get stressed easily . You can check on guided meditations on YouTube to overcome this . You can also try on positive affirmations.

Channeled messages: Naina, Pearl, Hunt, Thirst, Lying, Easy-going, Eat out.

Pile 3

Hi Pile 3s , so you are currently experiencing a massive transformation in your life. You are transforming into a beautiful new being . It's not that you are changing yourself . But you are just returning to your most authentic and true self . You are starting to recognize your own power. You are evolving and growing like a butterfly . It is a stage of metamorphis in your life where you are the caterpillar who faces struggles and endured pain( physical or mental). You might have let people walk all over you in the past . You left those people. Now, you have begun to establish healthy boundaries and stand strong . It can also be for some people who were sick for a long period of time and know they are getting well ( I get anorexia). You could have also struggled with an identity crisis before, but know you are out of it. You might be going through a spiritual awakening right now. You are vulnerable right now , you have surrendered to the universe , and you've learned how to let go . You have also started to accept the darkest parts within yourself, which felt unsettling uncomfortable for you. You are not taking anyone's shit now. You are so done with everything that you realise it is of no use. You realised you were draining your energy and time with being around with those people who don't care about you. Just like a Phoenix who burns and raises from its ashes. You are in the in-between phase of figuring things out in your life where you are still trying to sort out things for yourself, but DONT WORRY THE UNIVERSE IS WATCHING OVER YOU . THEY GUIDE IN EVERY STEP THAT YOU TAKE. You will soon enter into a phase where you will welcome healthy connections, love, and opportunities . THIS PERIOD OF YOUR IS VERY CRUCIAL, AND YOU MUST PAY ATTENTION TO THE SIGNS ALL AROUND YOU.

Note- The crystal that you picked is a black tourmaline, which is for protection from negative energies ,bad luck, and grounding. You might want to consider rituals to protect your energy or meditate to protect your energy from your surroundings.

Song for you:

Channeled messages champagne, crossover road ,wet sweater, sympathy, Simon says , who cares, pain, will I pretty , I am your mother you listen to me

Pile 4

Similar to pile 2, but the energy of pile 2 was intense, Yours is much more light-hearted and fun-going. I feel like you have forgotten to enjoy your life . Your mind is so involved in a daily hustle that it has forgotten to take a chill pill, man. Like you really need to relax . You are just taking life too seriously . Have fun, come on, it's summer . You are in the energy of constant pushing and pushing. You have a constant need to excel in things, whether it's exhausting yourself completely to achieve it. Sometimes, you forget about your own well-being in order to complete a task ( WORKAHOLICS FRR🤦‍♀️). You need to let loose . Learn how to receive . You are too much in your masculine energy, right now? You need to let things flow. Forget about the future. See what's in front of you. Observe the nature, the birds, the trees, the people around you. OBSERVE THEM. TALK TO THEM . GO OUT SIS/BRO . PARTY . JUST RELAX AND YOULL SEE EVERYTHING AROUND YOU TURNS OUT IN YOUR FAVOR. I didn't get much for your pile because actually you shouldn't be here being so concerned over silly things about whether am I going right or not . Will this do or that do. Dude, just chill . Seriously, just take a deep breath . You need a break, sweety.

Note- Your pile had a yellow moonstone that soothes the aura and brings the best out in people. It also provides emotional and intuitive support. I feel you need to go a spa session to get facial , massage, or something. It will help you ease your energy. You need to take care of your skincare routine and do lots of self care. It will rejuvenate your energy.

Channeled messages: I didn't hear anything for your pile.

[montrealmadison]

I'd love to read a happy snuggly fic about Bitty & Jack.

Number #15 (for Bitty 😉)

thank you for this delightful prompt! whenever i get stuck on where to start with jack and bitty, i always revert to them snuggling. this was a really nice excuse to polish a scene that i've had kicking around my WIP folder forever. hope it's okay that the boys took it in a, shall we say, steamy direction. ❤️

15. zimbits + happy snuggly vibes + I Love You Always Forever by Betty Who for @jadedmandarin81

You’ve got the most unbelievable blue eyes I’ve ever seen You’ve got me almost melting away

Hot morning sun on his shoulders, a big, hot hand on the small of his back, and Bitty has no clue where he is.

He blinks, and—right. His childhood bedroom, sometime after sunrise: lemon-yellow walls, a mess of posters, crisp white curtains hanging limp from the humidity. It can’t be very late, because Coach’s morning shower isn’t whining through the walls yet. July fifth dawns the same every blessed year: Mama having a lie-in, Coach firing up the truck, long lazy days of few words and a blue sky and a beer that Bitty's too young to be drinking. Lord, what he wouldn’t give to be fifteen and at the lake right now, cold water closing over his head. 

He brings himself slowly back to earth by wishing really hard that the Olympic-sized rink behind Michelle Kwan’s paper smile would just sort of… replace the air conditioner they haven’t been able to afford to fix for years. As it stands, he’s fucking hot.

Jack, for all that he’s peaceful in sleep, is not helping. Bitty’s cheek is stuck to his bare chest, his massive thighs are trapping Bitty’s calves, and every inch of bare skin in between is tacky and gross. The Jack of his dreams is so tangled up with the call of the ice that he feels like he should be cold by default. Jack should be white and gray and blue; frosted winter mornings, distant sun, minty breath. The Jack of reality is—well, he’s beautiful, dark sweeping lashes and all that, but he’s just as sweaty as Bitty is and his breath definitely does not smell like mint.

Bitty doesn’t mind.

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He’s still waiting for the other shoe to drop. From the moment they’d locked eyes at baggage claim, this weekend has been the weirdest song and dance: Bitty letting Jack into his life inch by inch, arranging the pieces of his soul for approval. Here’s where I went to high school. Here’s our family dinner table. Here’s my truck bed. Let’s make out. In return, apparently, he gets to have this now: his college hockey captain, on his back in Bitty’s bed, breathing slow and deep and measured with his hand skimming Bitty’s ass. 

That’s my best friend. The thought makes Bitty feel floaty and weird. He knows Jack’s gym schedule and the slant of his real smile and what he eats for breakfast, but he’s only seen him sleep once: the morning of graduation, when they’d climbed up to the roof of Faber and Bitty had woken up on Jack’s shoulder, in the folds of a jacket that smelled like him.

He hadn’t let himself believe, even then, that they might be more. After all, the thing about Jack is that sooner or later he’s always stopped being Jack and turned back into Jack Zimmermann, a living legend in the shape of a teammate. Bitty had pretended it was easy, once, not to lean into the intimacy of knowing just a little more than everyone else. It feels new and exhilarating and dangerous for him to get to see Jack like this now, all pretenses abandoned, one of his wildest fantasies come to life.

Jack chooses that moment to stir, like he can hear Bitty’s thoughts shouting his name. Bitty feels the flush rising in his cheeks, embarrassed that Jack’s caught him staring—but Jack doesn’t seem to mind, just lets out a long satisfied breath through his nose and murmurs, morning-low, “Bittle.”

Lord, but that makes something pop in Bitty’s gut and then fizzle into butterflies. Before last night he’d never even really been kissed before, and now—and now. His senses are overloaded, filled with the flash-fire knowledge that at long last someone else wants this as badly as he does. 

“Jack,” he says, sure that his morning voice must sound squeaky and childish in comparison.

But Jack’s eyes on his face are sleepy dark blue, weighty with something that looks a hell of a lot like approval. Bitty follows the slow roll of Jack’s Adam’s apple so he won’t do something really embarrassing, like explode and die. 

“Bitty,” Jack sighs again. Jesus Christ. There go Bitty’s chances of getting out of this bed alive. “‘S’hot.”

“Yes,” Bitty grumps, but neither of them make a move to separate. That self-satisfied thing flashes through him again. Jack is, apparently, so into this, into him; the bruises to prove it are probably already darkening low on his belly and hips. Being watched this way makes Bitty feel slightly insane, drunk with power.

“I like this,” Jack says. His voice rumbles, far-off thunder. Bitty thinks about flash floods, dams breaking, the crackshot sound of shattering ice. 

“What?”

“Waking up with you.”

There’s the sincerity that’s been driving Bitty wild all weekend. He’s long since mastered the art of lying smoothly through his teeth, but Jack’s graceless honesty punches holes through every pretense he can muster. It’s how Jack got him on his back in the truck bed last night, why they apparently can’t stop talking unless they find other ways to occupy their mouths. Just like that, Bitty's cheeks are in full flame.

“Me too,” he says, too quickly. Jack doesn’t seem to notice. His arms are huge, and Bitty is welcome in them. He feels positively unhinged. He has zero desire to move.

“Do we have to get up?”

“Probably,” Bitty groans, seizing the change of topic with both hands. He thunks his forehead into Jack’s shoulder for emphasis. “Coach’ll be up soon.”

“‘Kay,” says Jack, not moving one blessed inch.

Bitty squirms a little, thrilled. They keep ending up on the same page, wanting the same things. Feeling bold, Bitty mouths over the hot expanse of skin between Jack's shoulder and his neck, loving the way Jack immediately makes that pleased sound deep in his throat. 

"Sorry."

“For—ah." 

Jack honest-to-god moans when Bitty reaches the spot beneath his ear, and that's it: Bitty's deceased. He's gone. He's gonna die right here in his childhood bedroom, and he'll be damn well pleased about it. "Don't be—sorry for what?”

“That it’s not private,” Bitty murmurs. He waves his free hand toward the door, beyond which his parents hopefully believe that Bitty and his good friend Jack are passed out in separate rooms after the (completely tame, very platonic) excitement of last night's festivities. It seems like a tall order even in his head. He's gonna have to spend the next month before he goes back to school being very careful about the thoughts he lets show on his face.

When Bitty flexes his toes against Jack's bare leg under the sheets to prompt an answer, Jack hums a little, turns and drags his nose lightly across Bitty's forehead. "Don’t be sorry,” he says. “Actually, I was thinking about that last night."

"You were? Huh," Bitty says. "Sounds like I didn't do a very good job, then."

Jack gives him a gentle, one-handed shove. "After... uh, well. After that." He blushes so pretty, right over his nose and hot up his cheeks. Bitty kind of wants to eat him whole. "What would you say about coming to visit me?"

Forget what he’d say; Bitty can barely even think about it without going insane. Just the two of them, alone, four soundproof walls and a chance to figure this out for real. "In Providence?"

"Yes,” Jack says. “And we can do, um. More. Of what we did last night.”

Bitty is acutely aware of Jack’s hand, which is now rubbing little circles into his back, and all the other places it was last night, and how much he’d like for it to be in those places again.

“Yes, okay,” he says, too quickly to be polite; Jack is grinning, though, so. Right answer.

"Deal."

Bitty smiles back, megawatt. "Deal."

"First I have to make it home, though," Jack says. "Got a whole kitchen to get ready for you, eh?"

He says get ready like it has multiple meanings, and Bitty gets to pick the one he wants. Despite the heat, he finds himself shivering in anticipation.

"Sounds amazing," Bitty says, definitely not just talking about the kitchen. He shoves Jack back, teasing. This is his best friend and so much more. "Then you better get packin', mister, you got a flight to catch."

When the alarm clock goes off down the hall, Jack rolls out of bed and goes for his bag, sleepy chirps in full effect. Bitty stays put, though, watching. The sun catches just right on the hard planes of Jack’s shoulders, melting winter into spring, and Bitty is okay with losing control.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Music For the Soul by Alexander MacLaren

Whosoever Will

Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye. buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. – Isaiah 55:1

"Whosoever will." A wish is enough, but a wish is indispensable. How strange, and yet how common, it is that the thirsty man is not the willing man! There are people miserable for want of Christ, and half believing that that is what makes them miserable, and who yet have not the will to take Him for their own. There is no barrier but the barrier that you yourself build in an averted will or in indifference.

These two words gather the whole of humanity, and beneath their ample folds every one of us may shelter him or herself. " Let him that is athirst come." Lord! my lips are cracking and black with the parched misery. "Whosoever will." My friend, do you say, " Whosoever will not, I will, and do, now."

Further, what is offered? " The water of life." Something that shall satisfy all the immortal thirst of the soul. And what is that? Not a thing, but a Person. The water of life, in its deepest interpretation, is Christ Himself; even as He said, " If any man thirst, let him come to Me, and drink." And if only you will go and trust yourself to Him, His Spirit shall pass into your spirit, and with the communication of His Spirit there will be given an inward fountain that will spring up into life everlasting. It were a poor thing if the offer that Christ makes were only of some external gift that should satisfy our aspirations and still our desires. What He promises and gives is an inward spring that shall well up within us, and shall go with us whithersoever we go. "He that believeth on Me, out of him shall flow rivers of living water." This spake " He of the Spirit." The promise to us all is of the gift of His own precious Self, to dwell in our hearts; to make us blessed, peaceful, calm; to fill our desires, to gladden our whole nature, to dominate our wills, to cleanse our consciences, to inform our understandings, and flood our hearts with the peaceful deluge of His own love and perfect life. " If any man thirst, let him come to Me, and drink."

And what are the conditions? "Let him take the water of life for nothing," as the word might have been rendered, " For nothing." He says to us, "I will not sell it to you, I will give it to you." And too many of us say to Him, " We had rather buy it, or at any rate pay something towards it." No effort, no righteousness, no sacrifice, no anything is wanted: "Without money and without price." You have only got to give up yourself. " Sell all that thou hast." Self is " all that thou hast." Sell. Part with it. Buy! by the surrender of all confidence in anything that you can do or are. Come, not too proud to owe your salvation wholly to undeserved, unpurchased mercy.

Nothing in my hand I bring. Simply to Thy cross I cling. Take the water of life "freely."

[calledtobethelight]

In Your Heart, Out of Your Mouth

“But what comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart, and this defiles a person. For out of the heart come evil thoughts, murder, adultery, sexual immorality, theft, false witness, slander.”

Matthew 15.18-19 (ESV)

 

What you say reflects what’s in your heart, and what’s in your heart points to what you meditate on. It can be good or it can be evil, but what you believe, think about, and desire in your heart will overflow out of your mouth. Luke 6.45 states, “The good person out of the good treasure of his heart produces good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure produces evil, for out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.”

Your heart is the center of your being. You cannot allow your heart to meditate on evil thoughts and works. This condition of the heart will only produce words out of your mouth that will defile you. You must always be on guard to protect it because it will lead you astray if you leave it unchecked and out of alignment with the Word of God. Proverbs 4.23 states, “Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.”

As a born-again believer, you must be watchful of the condition of your heart and the overflow that comes out of your mouth because it matters to God. If you want what you speak and the meditations of your heart to please the Lord, you must align your heart with the Word of God by having a genuine love for it and thinking about it consistently (Psalm 19.14). Psalm 1.2-3 states, a person is blessed when “his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on His law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all he does, he prospers.”

To align your heart with the Word of God, you must be cautious about what you allow to influence you - what you see, what you hear, and what you think about affects your heart, which will steer the course of your life. When any thought contrary to the Word of God comes to your mind, be vigilant by actively taking it "captive to obey Christ” and think about what is “true, honorable, just, pure, lovely, commendable, excellent, and praiseworthy” by reading the Word of God daily (2 Corinthians 10.5, Philippians 4.9).

The confession of your mouth will also impact the trajectory of your life. What you allow your heart to meditate on will lead your mouth in the direction of death or life, good or evil, blessing or cursing. Proverbs 18.20-21 states, “From the fruit of a man’s mouth his stomach is satisfied; he is satisfied by the yield of his lips. Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.” The choice is yours, but God advises us to "choose life, that you and your offspring may live" (Deuteronomy 30.19).

Joshua 1.8 states, "This Book of the Law shall not depart out of your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, that you may observe and do according to all that is written in it. For then you shall make your way prosperous, and then you shall deal wisely and have good success." The words of your mouth are determined by the condition of your heart, therefore, you must hide the Word of God in your heart for it to never depart from your mouth. When the Word of God is in your mouth, it will produce righteous fruit and make you prosper and succeed. You must determine in your heart to align what you believe and what you speak with the Word of God. Then, the good treasure of your heart will produce good out of your mouth.

[faith-avenue]

GOD will compensate you with unexplainable blessings. The GOD of Grace will mercifully attend to you where you need help and send help from above. When you are troubled, He will speak comfort to your soul. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, In JESUS Name, Amen!

[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

28th July >> Mass Readings (USA)

Seventeenth Sunday in Ordinary Time (B)

(Liturgical Colour: Green. Year: B(II))

First Reading 2 Kings 4:42–44 They shall eat and there shall be some left over.

A man came from Baal-shalishah bringing to Elisha, the man of God, twenty barley loaves made from the firstfruits, and fresh grain in the ear. Elisha said, “Give it to the people to eat.” But his servant objected, “How can I set this before a hundred people?” Elisha insisted, “Give it to the people to eat. For thus says the LORD, ‘They shall eat and there shall be some left over.’” And when they had eaten, there was some left over, as the LORD had said.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 145:10–11, 15–16, 17–18

R/ The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

Let all your works give you thanks, O LORD, and let your faithful ones bless you. Let them discourse of the glory of your kingdom and speak of your might.

R/ The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

The eyes of all look hopefully to you, and you give them their food in due season; you open your hand and satisfy the desire of every living thing.

R/ The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

The LORD is just in all his ways and holy in all his works. The LORD is near to all who call upon him, to all who call upon him in truth.

R/ The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

Second Reading Ephesians 4:1–6 One body, one Lord, one faith, one baptism.

Brothers and sisters: I, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to live in a manner worthy of the call you have received, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another through love, striving to preserve the unity of the spirit through the bond of peace: one body and one Spirit, as you were also called to the one hope of your call; one Lord, one faith, one baptism; one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Gospel Acclamation Luke 7:16

Alleluia, alleluia. A great prophet has risen in our midst. God has visited his people. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel John 6:1–15 He distributed as much as they wanted to those who were reclining.

Jesus went across the Sea of Galilee. A large crowd followed him, because they saw the signs he was performing on the sick. Jesus went up on the mountain, and there he sat down with his disciples. The Jewish feast of Passover was near. When Jesus raised his eyes and saw that a large crowd was coming to him, he said to Philip, “Where can we buy enough food for them to eat?” He said this to test him, because he himself knew what he was going to do. Philip answered him, “Two hundred days’ wages worth of food would not be enough for each of them to have a little.” One of his disciples, Andrew, the brother of Simon Peter, said to him, “There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish; but what good are these for so many?” Jesus said, “Have the people recline.” Now there was a great deal of grass in that place. So the men reclined, about five thousand in number. Then Jesus took the loaves, gave thanks, and distributed them to those who were reclining, and also as much of the fish as they wanted. When they had had their fill, he said to his disciples, “Gather the fragments left over, so that nothing will be wasted.” So they collected them, and filled twelve wicker baskets with fragments from the five barley loaves that had been more than they could eat. When the people saw the sign he had done, they said, “This is truly the Prophet, the one who is to come into the world.” Since Jesus knew that they were going to come and carry him off to make him king, he withdrew again to the mountain alone.

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[albertfinch]

FREEDOM FROM THE PAST

We are entering a new season of a fresh start! We are in a divinely appointed time of refreshing and restoring:

"So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, the crawling locust, the consuming locust, and the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, who has dealt wondrously with you; and My people shall never be put to shame" (Joel 2:25-26).

This is a new day in which you may boldly declare, "Old things have passed away!" (see Isaiah 48:6-7).

GOD FORGETS YOUR PAST

Through our repentance, God always makes a way to free us from our past. We take this encouragement to heart -- not letting our past failures keep us from experiencing our future victories!

We remember this vital promise:

"There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death" (Romans 8:1-2 KJV).

The Lord has already lavished us with abundant, extravagant forgiveness and grace to empower us to leave behind:

every single past sin and failure, which includes -- the days of regret,

doubt and fear,

the many missed opportunities and failed relationships,

the seasons of backsliding and passivity,

the detours of the works of the flesh.

As we believe His Word of forgiveness and set our heart to seek the Lord, we will find overwhelming grace and mercies for each day (see Jeremiah 29:12-13).

AFFIRMATIONS:

I never give up.

I ask, seek, and knock (Matthew 7:7) until I understand and implement God’s purpose for my life.

I never give in again to a mindset of guilt and failure (see Hebrews 10:35).

I was created to carry His glory and presence into a lost and dying world.

God has confidence in me as I advance His Kingdom by equipping others in the ascended life in Christ.  (see Deuteronomy 28:13, Matthew 6:33)

I am His choice (see Ephesians 2:10), chosen for "such a time as this" (Esther 4:14).

GOD REDEEMS YOUR WOUNDS

Truly, it was by the stripes of Jesus Christ that we were healed (see Isaiah 53:5).

Even the wounds that we have suffered will become great avenues of healing. Since we are healed from our wounds -- then we receive grace for healing others! We bring Christ's healing and comfort to others in the areas in which we ourselves have been afflicted (see 1 Thessalonians 5:11). This may include wounds from bad preaching and teaching that we have endured over the years that has not helped us understand our Christ identity, therefore, not being equipped for life. As a result we are sure to properly equip today’s generation of Believers.

GOD BRINGS BREAKTHROUGH

God is even now releasing divine favor to us for accomplishing great exploits for His glory. In Psalm 84:11 (NLT), we learn how He lavishes His blessings of grace and glory:

"For the LORD God is our sun and our shield. He gives us grace and glory. The LORD will withhold no good thing from those who do what is right."

Matthew 7:8 AMP -- "For everyone who keeps on asking receives; and he who keeps on seeking finds; and to him who keeps on knocking, the door will be opened."

Even if you have not had revelation of God's CALLING on your life, do not lose heart! God is saying, "Try again!" It is time to regroup and try again, knowing that failure is never God's plan (see Jeremiah 29:11). You will see doors open that were closed to you previously. God is granting breakthrough.

You experience the overwhelming love and favor of God as you leave the past behind and boldly take hold of your Christ calling and begin bearing fruit that remains for His Kingdom.

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

[basicsofislam]

BASICS OF ISLAM: Fasting & Ramadan 

BASICS OF ISLAM: Fasting: What are the spiritual benefits of fasting?.Part1

Every human being has a body and a soul.

Both the body and the soul have certain desires and they strive for domination over one another in order to fulfill their desires.

Lustful and carnal desires pertain to the body created from dry clay; in connection with this the Holy Qur’an declares:

“Verily We created man from potter’s clay, from mud molded into shape” [al-Hijr 15:26]

“Just ask their opinion: Are they the more difficult to create, or those (angels, the Heavens, and the Earth) whom We have created. Surely We have created you from sticky clay” [as- Saffat 37:11].

“He created humankind from dry clay like earthen vessels” [ar-Rahman 55:14].

The other aspect of human beings is the soul, which is a reminder of the wisdom in the creation of humanity and which guides them toward good and Godly deeds, helping them to contemplate and admire the spiritual worlds. The soul rejoices and relishes in great pleasures even when the body is crying out for a sip of water or a morsel of food.

Fasting helps human beings to understand the dark and heinous nature of certain deeds and avoid them.

When the dominance of the soul over the body weakens or when the body becomes dominant, then human beings become slaves to their carnal desires. They pay no heed to the intellect or to religious admonitions and spend all their energy trying to quench thirst and hunger for worldly delights. Their only concern is to find new ways of satisfying their carnal desires. They have to invent substances that increase the appetite, that aid digestion, or even act as stimulants.

“Such people are like a donkey or an ox even if they are at the peak of science, culture, and civilization.  They will commute between the dining room and the toilet all their life and will have no time for any principles or for the eternal life. All their faculties will die, except for those pertaining to lust, food, drink, and foolish entertainment.”

No depiction can be more precise or more elegant than that of the Qur’an:

“…as for those who disbelieve, they shall enjoy this world and eat as cattle eat; and the Fire shall be their abode” [Muhammad 47:12].

a. Fasting helps the believer to remember Allah

Every hour, even every second of the daily life of a person who fasts leads to the remembrance of Allah, reunion with the Almighty, and the blessings He has bestowed upon human beings. Fasting brings about this remembrance in two ways: It makes the believers long for eternal blessings by showing them that the worldly favors are transient.

The pleasure that the believers who fast enjoy when they break their fast and thus end a form of suffering also makes them remember Allah and the eternal blessings He has created for them in the Hereafter.

Although those who suffer from hunger and thirst from dawn until sunset apparently feel pain, the favors that await them in the other world soothe their sufferings. Moreover, they find pleasure in contemplating reunion with the Almighty Allah; it is for Him that believers abstain from food, drink, and other corporeal desires.

The Noble Messenger, peace and blessings be upon him, says:

“There are two pleasures for the fasting person, one at the time of breaking their fast, and the other at the time when they will meet their Lord.”

[gatekeeper-watchman]

Daily Devotionals for October 1, 2024

Proverbs: God's Wisdom for Daily Living

Devotional Scripture:

Proverbs 25:18 (KJV): 18 A man that beareth false witness against his neighbour is a maul, and a sword, and a sharp arrow. Proverbs 25:18 (AMP): 18 A man who bears false witness against his neighbor is like a heavy sledgehammer and a sword and a sharp arrow.

Thought for the Day

Today's proverb emphasizes how hurtful a false testimony can be. This form of lying under formal witness is forbidden in the Ten Commandments (Exodus 20:16). A false witness damages you and your reputation or career. One can do as much damage to your intangible possessions by lying about you as he can do to your car with a sledgehammer. He also wounds your soul with a gash as real as a stab to the body. To hear a neighbor bear false witness, you feel just as much attacked as if he had come at you with a drawn sword. If you are not present when he speaks, its affect is like an arrow fired without your knowing. Suddenly, without warning, it strikes and injures you deeply.

We all know it is a crime to give false testimony in court, but we should be aware that in a sense we give a positive or negative "witness" every time we say something about a person. Repeating damaging rumors or negative gossip is akin to bearing false witness. People are always judging each other. When we talk about someone, it is like testifying in an informal, social courtroom. The informal judgments that society makes, whether that society is the populace of a large city, small town, or a circle of friends, can be just as damaging to someone as the formal judgments of a court of law. God will not hold us guiltless for this. David's cry to God regarding his enemies is very insightful: "My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword" (Psalm 57:4).

When the Holy Spirit comes in our heart, He begins to cleanse us from unrighteousness and remove those things in us that do not look like Jesus. Years ago, when I made a total commitment and surrender to God, the first thing He dealt within my life was the sin of gossip. He revealed that my critical words were bringing destruction to my life, as well as others. Scripture makes many references to the tongue. Because the power of life and death is in the tongue, we are to guard them very carefully. Our words will make or break us; give us victory or destroy us according to Proverbs 18:20-21: "A man's belly shall be satisfied with the fruit of his mouth; and with the increase of his lips shall he be filled. Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof." When we lie or gossip, our negative words go out into the spiritual dimension to unleash destructive power. We must learn to speak what is good and pray for everyone, even our enemies, so that our words release blessing.

Prayer Devotional for the Day

Dear heavenly Father, we thank you for forgiving us of all the things that we have said that have not agreed with Your Word. Father, please cancel all of the negative words that we have spoken against anyone. Lord, we truly want to use our tongues in a godly manner by speaking those things that will bless and edify others. Teach us how to pray correctly and may our lips now speak Your Word. May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight. We ask this in the name of Jesus. Amen. From: Steven P. Miller, @ParkermillerQ, gatekeeperwatchman.org TM ‎Founder and Administrator of Gatekeeper-Watchman International Group Monday, September 30, 2024, X … @ParkermillerQ,  live:.cid.8b8d3e7215f7ca19   https://www.facebook.com/gatekeeperwatchnan https://www.facebook.com/ https://www.facebook.com/groups/Sparkermiller.JAX.FL.USA Instagram: steven_parker_miller_1956 #GWIG, #GWIN, #GWINGO.

[jzlily333]

🌺09/07LiveWell活岀美好🌺

If you focus on the right things, God will turn your most frustrating battles into your most blessed places.​​

Do whatever is right and good in the sight of the LORD, so that you may enjoy the good and enter into the good land that the LORD swore to your ancestors (Deuteronomy 6:18).

09/07 Bible verses

The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever. (Psalms 22: 26)

The humble will be satisfied; those who seek the Lord will praise him. May your hearts live forever (Psalm 22:26)!

09/07Good words of wisdom

1. Grievances, pain, pressure and sadness are inevitable in life. In an environment where you are surrounded by enemies, you must maintain an optimistic and positive attitude.

2. Prayer is not a "spare tire" for moving forward, but a "steering wheel" for guidance, pointing us to the correct path we should take.

Hymn: Abundant Promises

https://youtu.be/ZNSG2CG5DNQ?si=mW8nn8z--ohtoudf

🌺09/07活出美好🌺

如果你專注在對的事情上，上帝要將你最失意的戰場扭轉為��受祝福的美地。    

耶和華眼中看為正、看為善的，你都要遵行，使你可以享福，並可以進去得耶和華向你列祖起誓應許的那美地 (申命記 6: 18)。

09/07 圣经金句

The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the LORD that seek him: your heart shall live for ever.  (Psalms 22: 26)     

謙卑的人必吃得飽足；尋求耶和華的人必讚美他。願你們的心永遠活著  (詩篇22: 26)！

09/07金玉良言

1. 人生職涯委屈、痛苦、壓力與難過都在所難免，在四面楚歌的環境中，更要保持樂觀與積極的態度。

2. 靜默禱告不是前進的「備胎」，而是導引的「方向盤」，指示我們當行的正確道路。

詩歌：豐盛的應許 

https://youtu.be/ZNSG2CG5DNQ?si=mW8nn8z--ohtoudf

[hiswordsarekisses]

Micah‬ ‭6‬:‭8‬‬

“He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?”

‭‭Psalm‬ ‭1‬

“Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; for the Lord knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.”

Psalm‬ ‭23‬

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. 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. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Psalm‬ ‭91‬

“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his pinions, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness is a shield and buckler. You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor the destruction that wastes at noonday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only look with your eyes and see the recompense of the wicked. Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place— the Most High, who is my refuge— no evil shall be allowed to befall you, no plague come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. On their hands they will bear you up, lest you strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the adder; the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot. “Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him; I will protect him, because he knows my name. When he calls to me, I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.””

Psalm‬ ‭121‬

“I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore.”

Psalm‬ ‭127‬

“Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.”

‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭13‬

~ Paul’s Love Song ~

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”

Psalm‬ ‭37‬:‭1‬-‭40‬

~ Read Often ~

“Fret not yourself because of evildoers; be not envious of wrongdoers! For they will soon fade like the grass and wither like the green herb. Trust in the Lord, and do good; dwell in the land and befriend faithfulness. Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him, and he will act. He will bring forth your righteousness as the light, and your justice as the noonday. Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices! Refrain from anger, and forsake wrath! Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil. For the evildoers shall be cut off, but those who wait for the Lord shall inherit the land. In just a little while, the wicked will be no more; though you look carefully at his place, he will not be there. But the meek shall inherit the land and delight themselves in abundant peace. The wicked plots against the righteous and gnashes his teeth at him, but the Lord laughs at the wicked, for he sees that his day is coming. The wicked draw the sword and bend their bows to bring down the poor and needy, to slay those whose way is upright; their sword shall enter their own heart, and their bows shall be broken. Better is the little that the righteous has than the abundance of many wicked. For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but the Lord upholds the righteous. The Lord knows the days of the blameless, and their heritage will remain forever; they are not put to shame in evil times; in the days of famine they have abundance. But the wicked will perish; the enemies of the Lord are like the glory of the pastures; they vanish—like smoke they vanish away. The wicked borrows but does not pay back, but the righteous is generous and gives; for those blessed by the Lord shall inherit the land, but those cursed by him shall be cut off. The steps of a man are established by the Lord, when he delights in his way; though he fall, he shall not be cast headlong, for the Lord upholds his hand. I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken or his children begging for bread. He is ever lending generously, and his children become a blessing. Turn away from evil and do good; so shall you dwell forever. For the Lord loves justice; he will not forsake his saints. They are preserved forever, but the children of the wicked shall be cut off. The righteous shall inherit the land and dwell upon it forever. The mouth of the righteous utters wisdom, and his tongue speaks justice. The law of his God is in his heart; his steps do not slip. The wicked watches for the righteous and seeks to put him to death. The Lord will not abandon him to his power or let him be condemned when he is brought to trial. Wait for the Lord and keep his way, and he will exalt you to inherit the land; you will look on when the wicked are cut off. I have seen a wicked, ruthless man, spreading himself like a green laurel tree. But he passed away, and behold, he was no more; though I sought him, he could not be found. Mark the blameless and behold the upright, for there is a future for the man of peace. But transgressors shall be altogether destroyed; the future of the wicked shall be cut off. The salvation of the righteous is from the Lord; he is their stronghold in the time of trouble. The Lord helps them and delivers them; he delivers them from the wicked and saves them, because they take refuge in him.”

[ongolecharles]

DAILY SCRIPTURE READINGS (DSR) 📚 Group, Sun July 28th, 2024 ... The Seventeenth Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B

Reading 1

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2 Kgs 4:42-44

A man came from Baal-shalishah bringing to Elisha, the man of God,

twenty barley loaves made from the firstfruits,

and fresh grain in the ear.

Elisha said, "Give it to the people to eat."

But his servant objected,

"How can I set this before a hundred people?"

Elisha insisted, "Give it to the people to eat."

"For thus says the LORD,

'They shall eat and there shall be some left over.'"

And when they had eaten, there was some left over,

as the LORD had said.

Responsorial Psalm

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Ps 145:10-11, 15-16, 17-18

R. (cf. 16) The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

Let all your works give you thanks, O LORD,

and let your faithful ones bless you.

Let them discourse of the glory of your kingdom

and speak of your might.

R. The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

The eyes of all look hopefully to you,

and you give them their food in due season;

you open your hand

and satisfy the desire of every living thing.

R. The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

The LORD is just in all his ways

and holy in all his works.

The LORD is near to all who call upon him,

to all who call upon him in truth.

R. The hand of the Lord feeds us; he answers all our needs.

Reading 2

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Eph 4:1-6

Brothers and sisters:

I, a prisoner for the Lord,

urge you to live in a manner worthy of the call you have received,

with all humility and gentleness, with patience,

bearing with one another through love,

striving to preserve the unity of the spirit through the bond of peace:

one body and one Spirit,

as you were also called to the one hope of your call;

one Lord, one faith, one baptism;

one God and Father of all,

who is over all and through all and in all.

Alleluia

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Lk 7:16

R. Alleluia, alleluia.

A great prophet has risen in our midst.

God has visited his people.

R. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel

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Jn 6:1-15

Jesus went across the Sea of Galilee.

A large crowd followed him,

because they saw the signs he was performing on the sick.

Jesus went up on the mountain,

and there he sat down with his disciples.

The Jewish feast of Passover was near.

When Jesus raised his eyes

and saw that a large crowd was coming to him,

he said to Philip,

"Where can we buy enough food for them to eat?"

He said this to test him,

because he himself knew what he was going to do.

Philip answered him,

"Two hundred days' wages worth of food would not be enough

for each of them to have a little."

One of his disciples,

Andrew, the brother of Simon Peter, said to him,

"There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish;

but what good are these for so many?"

Jesus said, "Have the people recline."

Now there was a great deal of grass in that place.

So the men reclined, about five thousand in number.

Then Jesus took the loaves, gave thanks,

and distributed them to those who were reclining,

and also as much of the fish as they wanted.

When they had had their fill, he said to his disciples,

"Gather the fragments left over,

so that nothing will be wasted."

So they collected them,

and filled twelve wicker baskets with fragments

from the five barley loaves

that had been more than they could eat.

When the people saw the sign he had done, they said,

"This is truly the Prophet, the one who is to come into the world."

Since Jesus knew that they were going to come and carry him off

to make him king,

he withdrew again to the mountain alone.

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FOCUS AND LITURGY OF THE WORD

Beginning today, and for the next several weeks, the Church proposes the sixth chapter of John’s Gospel. John 6 is a pivotally important chapter, because it is the chapter that contains and is centered on what is known as the “Bread of Life Discourse.” And if we’re going to focus on this one chapter for five weeks, we need help to focus our attention, or we could miss what’s going on. We need to put ourselves in the right mindset to hear and understand what is said.

So think about it this way. In our life we have a lot of things that we need, many other things we perceive as “needs.” And some of these things are very good, very important! But often, we run into needs that, no matter what we try, we can’t quite seem to satisfy them. And so we try more things. And more things! But over and over, there is an impossible need we can’t quite fulfill.

For example, every year a priest is required to make a retreat—this is a concrete need. A retreat is simply a time of prayer and reflection, a time to rest and refocus. There are monasteries and retreat houses near you for just this purpose. There are even retreat houses on islands and beaches! (The sacrifices we priests make for the people by going to these places are indeed great!) And I’ll admit: I’ve been to

some. And I’m sure many of us have gone on vacations to several of these places near and far from us.

But here’s the thing: as beautiful and amazing as those getaways are, they don’t solve anything. It didn’t solve anything for me. Yes, it is nice! But pretty soon, the “nice” and the “amazing” wears off. The weather being seventy-five and sunny every day isn’t that great. The food is good, but eventually it’s just food—we have food here. The river or lake or beach are all incredible, but then something in them gets annoying and eventually it ends and you go back to your real life.

Here’s the fact: even if everything were great, everything in life were in order, you didn’t want for anything—even if everything were amazing, that doesn’t mean we would be happy. Everything being amazing doesn’t solve the need we feel for happiness, for constant newness, for true and lasting peace. We’re restless. Even if we could give ourselves everything, one thing after another, day after day, year after year—even up until the day we die…we know there is something missing. It’s an impossible situation.

Ok, with this in mind, now take a look at our Gospel reading for today. We are told that the setting for this scene, and for the entire chapter is Passover. And that isn’t some accident. That’s not a throwaway line. That’s the key. All of this is happening at Passover. And what is Passover, the Jewish Feast of Passover? Passover is the Jewish feast that celebrates (and in fact re-lives!) all of the events of the Exodus from Egypt. There they were, stuck in Egypt as slaves for over four hundred years. And if you are the free labor force for the Empire of Egypt (the greatest military superpower of the world), what do you think the odds of you walking out of Egypt are? Slim to none. Impossible, I’d say. I’d say you’re stuck in a bit of the ol’ impossible situation! But against all odds, they walk free. The Lord gives them freedom.

And that is why the story of the Exodus is the Biblical key for understanding our own situation of being stuck in the condition of sin: we’re stuck in this impossible situation. And that the Lord will indeed respond! But how? Keep that in mind the next five weeks.

So back to the Gospel today. Here are five thousand men, and they are hungry, famished. But all they have are five loaves and two fish. Here’s an ol’ impossible situation. And in this impossible situation, in an unforeseen, unpredictable turn of events, there is food enough to go around. The need is satisfied. Yes! Jesus is responding to that basic human need they have, but as we will discover in the next weeks, he is prefiguring a response to something much deeper, a hunger much more profound.

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Puritianverse idea: Having a “blessing” is wonderful, but Daniel also gets rather intimidated and nervous when he is, because Terry gets even MORE insatiable than usual—that’s saying something! With three little ones all under five, Daniel has to shyly remind his Alpha that he has to leave their bedroom sometimes to take care of them.

“That’s why we have nannies and maids, baby.”

“But…they’re our puppies, Sir!” Daniel says respectfully, though entirely scandalized.

“And you’re my Omega, and you shall do as I say sweetheart.”

Thing is, it’s not just Terry.

For that first blessing, Daniel was under the terribly misguided assumption that his alpha would abstain.

Abstain from his husbandly rights whilst Daniel was carrying their pup.

And Daniel was sad about that.

Truly he was.

He liked his time upon the marital bed with his alpha (and anywhere else his husband had him) which he had also not been expecting, given the (lies) the older more pious omegas fed him as he approached his wedding day.

Honestly it had been shocking at first, scandalous almost, upon learning that his husband would have him both in the daylight and almost anywhere they stood it seemed.

(He had also been under terribly misguided assumption his visits for his husbandly rights would come only at night in the privacy of his bed chambers).

It quickly became apparent to the otherwise though, as it seemed that, for the first few weeks that If Daniel stood still for more than a few minutes Terry would take that as an invitation.

Not that it got much better. Although his husband was older than him, by about a decade or so, he was still young himself and very verile.

On top of his libido, Terry also deeply desired his little omega, and he was not ashamed about telling Daniel as such (or just how much).

Daniel commented sometimes, through whorish moans and high whining mind you, on having things to do, which, what really? His little omega never had to lift a finger - his only job was achieved by the wide spread of his legs, really.

But here he did, Terry would simply tell him that, “if you wanted me to let out of bed today you shouldn’t make me so hard, baby.”

Daniel was having a hard time figuring out how to not make Terry so hard for him.

He had a point, if it is his fault, the least he can do is help Terry deal with it.

“Besides, this is your most important job, isn’t it? Making sure you fulfilling your vows to honor and obey? To keep your husband happy and satisfied … to let me provide you a blessing … and trust me this,” he says, rubbing at his rosebud, his cunt clenching where it is stretched deliciously wide around his cock, “is doing all those things very well.”

So yes, all these assumptions caused him to be very wrong on a lot of things in their young marriage so far. Not that he complaining - all these surprises have been pleasant so far.

Although, the Daniel realized on their wedding night, something wasn’t quite right when it was referred to as their bed chambers - which was not like the older omegas and their husbands (who were the only ones he could talk to about these things) when he was getting ready to become Terry’s mate.

He had been told separate Chambers.

Why would an alpha and omega need to share bed chambers as they would only share a bed when it was required.

Sex - after all - was for only blessings.

Although he was also told it was unpleasant but something he would need to endure to get his blessing.

He was wrong - on both assumptions.

For it was anything but unpleasant - their intimate time (whenever or wherever Terry chose to have it) and his husband had reached for him as soon as the midwife was out of the room after telling Daniel the happy news.

Daniel had been feeling under the weather lately - throwing up throughout the days, but would eat non stop once the feeling of nausea passed. And strange concoctions too - foods he would have never considered eating before but couldn’t get enough of now.

Terry, already knowing what it was and what was to be confirmed during his checkup, had a room already set up in their house, with the best doctors and nurses on call, night and day.

Daniel though, when Terry told him he would be going for a check up to, “see what is making you so sick, little one,” had asked for the midwife who had performed his exam, the one required before the wedding to confirm he was pure and could wed the alpha and be given his seed.

Although alphas make the final decision in regards to their omegas health, Terry had agreed with the request.

Whatever his little mate wants he gets, more so now that Terry is confidant Daniel is carrying his child; his legacy.

She had been vetted by him to do the exam in the first place, so there as no issue there, is if his little omega felt comfortable with her, then that was fine by Terry.

This being their first blessing - the first of many so long as there were no complications - He wanted it to be as stress free and pleasant as possible.

Better for both his young mate and their pup inside.

It would make it easier when the time came to breed their second pup into him, and their third, and their fourth …..

“A blessing! oh alpha,” Daniel says, big brown eyes welling up.

It’s all he’s ever wanted.

Terry smiles warmly at him, hand gently laying on his tummy, which is still sticky with gel.

“Are you not pleased?” He asks, and Terry wipes away the happy tears now falling down Daniel’s face.

“Of course, I just knew already.”

“How did you know?” He frowns.

“An alpha knows, baby. After all, an alpha knows their omega’s body better than they do.”

Terry also tells him this when we he is hesitant to try something new upon their marital bed, and he’s already shown Daniel the pleasure his body is capable of in Terry’s hands.

“When?”

“Did I know?” Terry confirms the question his mate is asking, and when he gets a small nod in response, he answers. “As soon as it took little one. On our wedding night when I first had you … the first time I filled your special omega place with my cock. When I spent my seed deep inside you.” Smugness is dripping off of Terry’s voice.

Daniel has a shocked expression on his face though.

“I told you you were made for it,” a still gentle hand stroking the, as for now, flat stomach.

“But sir, if you knew ….” He doesn’t know how to explain.

“I wanted you to be surprised,” Terry misunderstands, thinking the omega is wondering why he never told him his suspicions.

“No, not that but ….”

Terry waits for his little mate to find the words.

“We were still having relations,” he whispered.

Terry, for once, is not following.

He frowns. “Were you discomforted?”

The midwife had explained some of the changes they should expect in the coming months - general soreness and aches and the best way to deal with those.

Had he been experiencing this early, Terry thinks. His little mate had been nothing if not enthusiastic during what Daniel thought were their breeding sessions.

Just this morning he had been bouncing on Terry’s cock like some paid whore.

“Oh no I,” he blushes “….. far from it.”

He was always most welcoming to his husband’s advances, always giving him his husbandly rights when asked of him, and it was asked often.

It would enhance their chances of a pup, and selfishly, he liked his husband’s hands upon him; his mouth and cock on and in his special places.

He had actually wanted to initiate sometimes, but he just couldn’t, it wasn’t proper omega behaviour,

He had to be warm and welcoming and receive his husband, that was what was expected of a proper omega. He was never to look for it, although he had assumed in the beginning he wouldn’t want to. But when he realized how much he enjoyed it, when he wanted it, his omega parts tingling in the way they did, he never was waiting long it seemed.

“Our …. When you have me …. Such is your right, of course,” he stammers, “but, that is for a blessing, sir.”

“Yes,” he says still not following, although charmed at his little omega’s embarrassed ramblings. “And I have blessed you.”

“Yes, but …. If I was blessed and you knew it ….”

It dawns on Terry then. His little mate actually thinks sex is for pregnancy only.

That Terry was only having him like that, and as much as he was, for a blessing, which, of course, was the desired outcome but far from the sole reason Terry was having his little omega.

It’s laughable and he does; laugh.

“Sir, what’s so funny?!”

“You think I will not be touching you in a manner now that you are with my child?”

“Sir,” he says, blush high, and if this was weeks ago, he’d be more scandalized but he’s slowly getting used to his husband. “A proper omega doesn’t ….”

“A proper omega does what their husband tells them,” he says firmly.

He has to nip this in the bud right now.

He will not go nine months without his omega - especially not while his body grows and swells in all regards to accommodate the life growing within.

“Of course but ….” He fiddles with the hem of the light blue gown she had him change into.

“If you were to deny me - of my very rights as your husband upon our marital bed, would you be fulfilling your duties?”

“No,” he stammers, and he hasn’t so far. Always spreading for his alpha, opening up for him in whatever way he wants.

Terry lifts the little omegas chin so he’s looking directly at him when he says, “so then, when I tell you to lie back and spread your legs to be filled - blessing or not - and you listen to me and allow me to have my rights - my husbandly rights,” he stresses, “then you are being a very good omega.”

The wheels on his little mate’s head are turning.

“So,” he lays a hand over Terry’s “even though I am blessed now, I should still be welcoming of you …. To be a good mate?”

Terry kisses his forehead. “The best mate,” Terry praises.

“Oh,” Daniel says, “so we can continue then ….”

“Of course, In fact,” a hand slips under the hospital gown Daniel was wearing.

She had done a health check upon discovering he was with child, blood pressure, listening to his heart, taking blood, an ultrasound on his belly - everything that was needed to make sure everything was in order and he was in good health. She also examined him inside - to check his cervix she had called it, to make sure that was healthy and strong and that things were progressing properly.

It had been embarrassing as Daniel was not expecting it and Terry and he had been intimate before coming and it ended, of course, with his husband spending inside Daniel, although it didn’t seem to phase the midwife when she started her exam of his omega place.

He was still wet with that and the lube she used as his alpha slips fingers over his rosebud as it quickly stiffened in response.

His legs back in the stirrups and the sound of his husband opening his pants as he steps between them.

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The older omegas had made snide remarks.

About how improper it was; the behaviour.

“Don’t be such a harlot and tempt your husband.”

“You must be acting improperly. Leading him on for him to think this is acceptable - to have you in your condition.”

“What he must think of you,” they tsked.

Although he knows better - he trusts his alpha’s judgement implicitly, it still upsets him, his hormones not helping the matter.

Terry had laughed at the little omega, which upset him more.

“Now, now,” he gentles, realizing his mistake. While silly to him, his little mate takes the proper omega rhetoric seriously, something that Terry knows will soften over time. “I want you calm. It’s not good for you or to the baby,” he explains. Or Terry himself for that matter, as the little omega’s distress sends his alpha instincts into overdrive

And he’s already on edge as he had come home in near tears, even if Terry hadn’t been able to sense through their bond, his distress was obvious.

Terry had dropped him off early, to the church for whatever it was that was going on, his bodyguard close by, a requirement when Terry was unable to accompany him.

Through heaving sobs, telling Terry about how they thought he was harlot … a jezebel … and while he didn’t know what those were exactly, their tone implied nothing good.

“Am I tempting?” Big broke eyes look up at him pleading.

“Very much so,” Terry confirms, hoping to make his little omega feel better, but he just starts sobbing harder.

“So it is my fault!”

Terry rubs at his temples. He can’t say he lost the plot. He has no idea what it is.

“Little one, I find you very tempting, this is absolutely true and I will not apologize for it nor should you feel bad for that, but I find you tempting all the time, not matter what, and this is a good thing. It’s what makes your alpha wish to have you as much as possible. To fill you in such a manner. It is why we have this after all,” he lays his hand on his belly.

It has the desired effect, Daniel calms as soon starts the soothing circles.

“For their to be a blessing their needs to be desire first. If I did not want you, this stomach would still be flat.

It still is mostly, just a small curve, but the point stands.”

He sniffles.

“And we wouldn’t want that now would we?”

“No.”

“These tempt me,” Terry unbuttons the omega’s shirt, teasing a plump nipple, “when they were flat as a board and now as they fill.”

A little boomer and Terry can see his mate squeeze his thighs together and he smirks.

“This tempts me,” his hand over his clothes omega mound, “when it was first unused and now, when it knows how to take my cock.”

His boy knows how to move his hips now, to enhance both of their pleasure.

“Any omega not tempting their alpha is not being a proper omega. But like this …. It is a wonder I let you out of our bed at all,” and Terry can smell the spike of arousal so from his omega, his own cack hardening in response.”

“I wish to hoard you all away for myself but then I want people to see what I’ve done to you.”

He ends up, his back again the wall his alphas face in his wet cunt, a thin leg over his shoulder dangling down his back, coating his husband’s face in slick when a finger is added.

Although he quickly turned around, his underwear around his ankles as his husband’s need quickly fills him.

Hand on his sensitives nipples, hands cupping the new softness there, mouthing at his neck as he puts more seed inside despite the obvious curve to his belly.

“This is what you were made for. To be fucked and filled - regardless of whether you are already with my child or not.”

Terry reaches around to rub at the swollen bud of the aroused omega.

“And this,” he growls as mind the backdrop of the wet squelch of his cunt being fucked, “is what I will do to you - whether of not you are currently with my child or not.”

Daniel comes, bearing down, slick dripping as he squirts around the cock, Terry following suit, growing out his orgasm deep into the omega’s still spasming body.

“I shall keep reminding up of such.”

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So, his husband was absolutely insatiable.

This is a true statement.

Had been from their first night as alpha and omega.

But now, Especially when he started showing, Terry he could barely keep his hands off him.

Daniel has missed many church functions, or been abysmally late, face burning as his alpha smirked, as Daniel tried to think of em excuse when it was brought up, how late they were.

“I was unfortunately very deep in an important matter and could not stop until I finished,” Terry says.

That finish is currently making Daniel’s underwear damp.

Terry refuses to take the blame.

Daniel’s body so soft now, supple.

When his alpha takes him now his fingers dig into the flesh on his hips not there before, as the babe grows inside him.

The babe put there by Terry.

The plump nipples that shake with each hard thrust.

All these changes are a directly because of him, and god it drives him wild.

He tells Daniel as such, cock hard again the omega.

And Daniel is no better, the hormones making him a little more uninhibited in certain regards now.

He had actually initiated their love making.

Terry had to go out and upon returning a virtual blur is all he saw before he found himself with an armful of horny omega, his little one rubbing against him sinfully, like a thing possessed.

And Terry has an actually caught him touching himself as well.

Something he only did when Terry spread him out on their bed and told him to; directing him on what to do. What he wanted to see.

Something that, especially the first time he asked, took a lot of coaxing.

His mouth had dropped open though, when upon entering their bedroom, he saw his little omega on their bed, hand down his panties, obvious to anyone what he was doing.

He had watched as Daniel became more desperate, Hand moving faster and faster, hips bucking, a hand rubbing at a hard little nipple, pinching and rubbing it.

Memorized, Terry had taken himself in hand mimicking the movement, only stopping when an idea hit him

He’s fuck his little harlot full after he’s made himself come. He always screamed so pretty when Terry took him while still he was still sensitive from coming.

So He watched, scented the air, listens to the wet noises of his mate pleasuring himself, knowing how hard and sensitive his little rosebud must be, this close to coming, waited until the little omega had come …. Not that it took long.

The little maon and the gush of slick audible to the alpha’s ears when he did.

Not giving him any time to recover or gain his senses, he makes his presence known.

“Darling.”

Daniel froze, hand down his panties still.

God the wet patch, Terry could see it now. He was soaked.

“Alpha,” he answered, voice shaky.

“What are you doing up here all by yourself, honey.

“Nothing sir,” he tries.

“I was looking for you,” Terry continues, as Daniel slowly removes his hand from his panties, like Terry can’t see from even here that they’re dripping slick - the smell even more delightful - can’t tell his boy was pleasuring himself. His little rosebud must be so sensitive and aroused still.

“Hmmmm,” he responds. He’ll overlook his boy’s lie; he is obviously embarrassed at not only touching himself but by being caught.

He approaches the bed slowly, but with deliberate movements; like staking prey.

“Doesn’t look like nothing,” his finger gently tracing the seem of his omega mound, visible through the damp patch of his panties. He jolts, his pretty pearl a livewire still.

“It doesn’t smell like nothing,” he says, inhaling deeply when his fingers come back damp.

“It certainly doesn’t taste like nothing,” as he dips his fingers inside his panties, gathering the slick, licking them into his mouth.

“Were you touching yourself?”

“No,” but he won’t look at Terry; Looking anywhere else but at Terry.

“You’re not lying to your alpha are you, sweet thing?”

He looks away, and Terry turns his face towards him.

“Were you touching your pretty little rosebud baby?”

Daniel bites his lip.

“Making that pussy wet?”

A moot point he can smell it and he could hear it as Daniel’s slick was aiding his own fingers upon his aroused rosebud.

Next time he thinks he’ll film the little omega.

“Answer your alpha, baby.”

Resisting still.

“Don’t you want to be a good omega for your alpha?”

He nods.

“Then you have to answer me, precious.”

“Yes,” he whimpers.

“Yes what?”

“I was.”

“Was what?”

“Touching myself, sir.”

“What were you touching.”

“My …. Please alpha don’t.”

“Tell me,” and his voice brokers no other avenue but for Daniel to obey.

“My rosebud, sir.”

“There’s a good little omega,” he praises. He can’t let this precious gift be wasted, won’t let his boy thinks he can’t touch himself there, or that Terry is mad at him for doing such a thing. It may be one of the hottest things he’s seen.

Daniel whines.

“Why were you touching your rosebud baby?” Terry tucks some hair behind his omega’s ear although is not long enough to stay behind.

The midwife had warned of this. How once the sickness wore off the hormones would affect this little omega make him crave his alpha’s touch she had said although privately to Terry had said get ready - horny omegas were a thing to reckon with.

She had been right too.

Terry swears that if the little omega didn’t get so drenched for it, his cock would be chaffing, he’s gagging for it so much, Terry giving it to him night and day.

“Was your special omega place tingling again?”

“Sir …. please.”

Whether the please is to stop the teasing, or to stop the teasing and fuck him, or to make him answer, who knows.

A barrage of questions.

“Did you touch it because it made it feel good?”

“Did it help the tingling?”

“Was it aching baby?”

“You couldn’t help it could you?”

“I can’t help it either. You have such a pretty little pearl.”

His sweet boy whimpers, squeezing his wet thighs together.

“Be a good boy and tell me, sweetheart. Answer your alpha.”

“Yes,” he whines out, face burning

“Yeah, it was aching wasn’t it?”

The midwife had warned of this - how once the sickness wore off the hormones would affect this little omega make him crave his alpha’s touch she had said although privately to Terry had said get ready - horny omegas were a thing to reckon with.

“You just needed to make the aching stop, didn’t you?”

Daniel nods.

“I’m sorry.”

“Whatever for, little one?”

“I know I shouldn’t. That it’s only for our husbands.

“Now now, none of that. It’s not your fault that your special place needs to be touched so much more now. I did this after all,” he gestures to his stomach.

“I should have waited … but you were busy sir.”

“Your cunt may belong to me but you can touch it baby, anytime you want. I don’t mind, especially now,” he lays a hand on his stomach. “As long as you’re making yourself feel good.”

“And did it? feel good?”

“Not as good as when you touch it, sir.”

“Well i’ve had more experience haven’t I? I’m the one who showed you what that pretty little pearl was for after all; showed you how to touch it properly.”

Another small nod.

“Did you do it how I showed you?”

“Yes, alpha.”

“I’m glad you got yourself so wet though …. I can just slide right in.”

He watches as his red cheeked omega humps up against the tapping of his fingertips against his panties, right over where his still aroused little rosebud is. Terry knows, once he gets a good look, it will be completely out of its protective hood, stiff and tempting.

“I’m still going to have my fun. Watching you got me so hard.”

He places Daniel hand on his cock, straining against his pants to be inside the welcoming heat of his boy’s body, so tight and warm.

His panties pushed to the side, two fingers plunging in to start. They go in obscenely easily.

“So open and ready for it.”

Daniel arches up sharply, eyes rolling back, his knees falling open in a wanton display of need even though he just made himself come.

“It … it was throbbing so bad, sir” he nearly shouts as Terry’s thumb finds and rubs the exposed little bud mercilessly. “I … couldn’t help it ….” Panting now, “please sir, I need it.”

A growl, Then a loud rip and the panties end up in shreds on their bed, his alpha already lining up and in one dirty thrust buries his cock inside, the smaller body jolting from the force. His legs go quickly up around Terry’s own waist, Terry hoisting them up higher so he can get in deeper.

Fucking right in, the headboard hitting the bed as takes his omega.

“You take to being bred so god dam well, like I knew you would. As soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew that is what you were meant for. That I would fuck you full. I’m going to keep you like this …. Always …. Never without a pup inside you, put there by me.”

……

There are the tender moments too.

Terry rubbing oil on his belly as it grows.

His omega in his arms, late at night in their bed, reading through all the books he had Terry buy him and having pups.

Taking the book out a lax hand when he falls asleep.

When his flat chest starts to soften and swell, he massages them, as instructed by the midwife.

The excited shout when Daniel feels the baby kick for the first time, taking Terry’s hand and placing it on his stomach.

How once she started, she didn’t stop.

The way the babe seemed to respond to Terry’s voice as she grew big and strong inside his perfect mate.

The classes with said midwife on labour as they prepared to met her.

How to help Daniel with feeding the pups and preparing him for nursing.

Anything Terry could do for them both.

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Through it all, although it calms, the need for each other though, doesn’t dissipate.

So it’s no surprise, that not even a month after their first blessing, Daniel finds another one is on the way.