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When you’re down to nothing, God is up to something.
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walkswithmyfather · 24 days
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Moning prayer. “Almighty God, I ask for Your protective hand over my life and those | love as we start this day. Shield us from harm, and guard our hearts against negativity and despair. Provide us with the strength to overcome obstacles, the patience to endure challenges, and the wisdom to learn from every situation. Help me to remember that with You, all things are possible, and that Your love is my ever-present aid. Amen.” 🙏
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sundaynightservice · 1 year
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Morning fog and frost
tamping down feelings of glee,
without hints of blue
I begin another day
perhaps with a pause to pray.
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D W Eldred
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In the morning will you hear my voice, Psalms Chapter 89
In the morning will you hear my voice, Psalms Chapter 89
Psalms 89:20 I have found David, my servant; with my holy oil I have anointed him, 21so that my hand shall be established with him; my arm also shall strengthen him. 22 The enemy shall not outwit him; the wicked shall not humble him. 23 I will crush his foes before him and strike down those who hate him. By Pastor Lenny Were
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xtruss · 17 days
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Muslims Offer Morning Prayers to Start the Eid-ul-Fitr Festival, Which Marks the End of the Holy Fasting Month of Ramadan, on a Street in Saint Petersburg.
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fierysword · 6 months
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Source: Swallow's Nest: A Feminine Reading of the Psalms by Marchiene Rienstra
1 Listen to my cry, Shaddai, and give ear to my inmost thoughts. 2 O my God and my friend, attend to me as I pour out my prayer before You. 3 I present myself to You at daybreak, for I know that every morning You are there to hear my prayer. I have confidence in You, 4 because I know that You are set against all wickedness. I know that evil cannot survive in Your holy presence, 5 that self-important, self-righteous people have no standing in Your eyes. Neither can You abide those who are destructive of life. 6 You will wipe out all deceit, all lying, and all violence. 7 How glad I am that I can enter Your house confident in the abundance of Your grace! I will worship in Your Holy presence with fitting and reverent awe. 8 In spite of all obstacles, lead me in the justice of Your ways, Shaddai. Let Your paths be plain to me. 9 Not a word from their mouth can be trusted;  their heart is filled with malice. Their throat is an open grave; with their tongues they tell lies. 10 Declare them guilty, O God! Let their intrigues be their downfall. Banish them for their many sins, for they have rebelled against you. 11 Let all who put their trust in You dance with joy and shout with gladness, because Your love is their covering. Let all who love You be joyful in You always, 12 For You, Shaddai, will bless the upright in heart, and surround them with the warm cloak of Your favor.
Some possible uses of this psalm:
Ask for favors from others, especially from authorities or superiors in business
Increase faith and promote spiritual growth (pray every morning by a white candle)
Imprecatory prayer (v10)
Prayer for protection, favor, and joy (v11-12)
1-2 are sourced from Power of the Psalms by Anna Riva
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jewjewbeed · 1 year
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Join Our Prayer Group On WhatsApp.
Join Our Prayer Group On WhatsApp.
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astrangertomykin · 4 months
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Gale's the type that when you are having feelings of inadequacy about your relationship and how you fit into it, uttering "Gale, I'm no Goddess" whilst turning your head away, that he would cup your face with his hand and bring your eyeline back to his, and whisper "No. You're so much more." right before he pulls you close to kiss you as gently, with a reverence, just as you deserve
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goodmorningbluejay · 23 days
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Dear God, please give me strength when I’m weak, courage when I’m afraid, peace in the storms, and protection in the battles. With You on my side, I cannot fail. I am moving forward in my purpose and calling because You are for me. The path before me is open and Your favor makes a way for me where there is no way. In Jesus Name, amen. 🙏
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walkswithmyfather · 8 months
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Amen! 🙏🕊️🙌
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diazsdimples · 1 month
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Fuck It Friday!
How are we all feeling after today chaps (gn)? Not drowning in our feels too much I hope!
I truly said fuck it today and started a new wip. So here I have the very first snippet of Sleepy Mornings (working title), the premise to which you can find here (and if you cbfed looking, it's a collection of all the times Buck wakes up next to Eddie). Please enjoy what will hopefully be something cute and fluffy (with a hint of sex later)!
The first time Buck woke up next to Eddie, he couldn’t for the life of him figure out how he got there. There he was, in a strange bed, head pulsing in time with an inaudible beat, his mouth as dry as the Sahara, with an unfamiliar, warm lump to his right. Buck blinked blearily up at the ceiling and tried to orientate himself. The room was…. beige. That was the only word Buck’s poor, addled brain was coming up with. Beige, with no life, no character. It could have been a hotel room for all he knew. Trying not to panic as his mind ran through a million scenarios – most of which ended with drugged and held captive – Buck tried to play through the events of the previous day. The last thing he remembered was the beauty pageant, standing numbly as he, Eddie and Hen were handcuffed, before being corralled into the back of Athena’s police car. Everything after that was a bit of a blur. There were small flashes of memories; Athena all but dragging him up the steps into someone’s – Eddie’s – house, Eddie suddenly appearing next to him, his face still tearstained as he hiccupped miserably, Athena sitting on the coffee table and gently explaining to the two of them that they’d been drugged, Athena supporting Buck as he threw up messily into Eddie’s toilet. Buck’s cheeks burned as the memories flickered through his mind like a film reel. He was going to have to send one hell of an apology text to Athena. And Eddie too, if the trash can by the side of the bed was anything to go by. A grumble came from the other side of the bed and the covers shifted as Eddie rolled from his side to his back, smacking his lips before settling back into sleep. Buck couldn’t help but admire Eddie’s face, the way the morning light played over it, giving his skin an almost-honey coloured hue. He shook himself, wincing as his head throbbed once again. Now was not the time for weird thoughts about his best friend. If anything, he’d blame it on the drugs. “’die?” Buck mumbled, pushing himself up onto his elbows as he squinted into the too-bright light filtering through the shabby curtains. “Are you 'wake?”
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fictionadventurer · 22 days
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NaPoWriMo #5: A poem inspired by a specific public-domain nature book
In this case, the section about the infinite variety of microorganisms.
Song of the Microorganisms
Praise the Lord, all you single-celled creatures! You bacteria and algae You diatoms and fungi Praise Him who brings you sun and sugars to feast upon Who makes waters and thermal vents for your homes He whose majesty is infinite Crafts and cares for creatures infinitely small Ever-generating life, the unseen throng Praise Him in endless, invisible song
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sashimiyas · 28 days
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coming home late at night. osamu doesn’t have the energy to stay up even if he wants to. but he’ll always scooch closer when you sneak your way into bed. he’ll turn to hold you tight, press you against his blanket warm body, and mumble something that’s between an i love you and an i miss you.
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victoriademedici · 1 month
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My mother had abdominal surgery the same week as Catherine and for an enlarged organ, like Charles. She took 6 weeks off work and even now still isn’t 100%. I can’t imagine her being abused by people on the internet, the media, anyone close to her trying to violate her private medical information and invalidate her as a respectable human being.
When I got the notification on my phone that said Catherine had cancer, I already felt bad because of what she’s had to endure while recovering from a surgery—and with so much stress that surely hasn’t made recovering any easier—but also now more than ever because she also has to deal with this. And with 3 young children. My mother has 3 children: a 24-year-old and 2 teenagers, and it’s bad enough to lose your mother at those young ages but at 5, 8, and 10 is just the one of the worst positions you can be put in. I can’t even fathom how hard it must have been to find the right time and words to break it down for them gently with such limited time and ways to share this news to children this young.
And for William, my heart is really breaking for him too. He lost his mother at such a young age and has seen so many people around him suffer and cause him to suffer by burdening him with so much, he must be feeling so much pain and guilt right now. And with an older father, your only living parent, that also has cancer is just hell. I know they’re rich and live in a palace and all that but he is in a very unfortunate position right now and I applaud how good of an attitude and great sense of dignity he has had since the day he was born despite all he’s endured. I know I crap on him a lot for things like his work ethic but I do admire how strong he is and always has been, his family has all my support.
And to the people backtracking all the conspiracy theories and hate now that we all know she has cancer, y’all are some two-faced motherfuckers and even if she didn’t have cancer it was never ok to act how you all did before. Someone else’s pain should not be entertained, you should all be ashamed of yourselves, able to have your own privacy and peace when it comes to your health while being vultures to a recovering mother going through chemotherapy.
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failingcollege · 5 months
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My car is totaled and I’m staying at a hotel while I wait for my boyfriend to come get me in the morning. I’m okay, but if you could pray that everything works out okay with just like logistics and just for my emotional state I would really appreciate it.
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