#Mt Scott

[roadtrippinlilly]

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#Elmer Thomas Lake #Mt Scott #water #my video #movement #spring 2024 #landscape photography #colors #original photographers #artists on tumblr #oklahoma #my photos #my escape #my photgraphy #nature #photographers on tumblr #waves

[whispersweetly2me]

Source Me laf@ilyF ❤️

#original photographers #my photos #colors #oklahoma #landscape photography #photoblog #landscape #water #sailing #boat #mountains #Mt Scott #words

[folsomchauser]

#landscape #mountains #pacific northwest #original photography #Mt Scott

[skybson]

1x18 - Arena

#anyway bones is the mvp of the enterprise thanks for coming to mt ted talk #star trek #star trek tos #leonard mccoy #spock #nyota uhura #montgomery scott #jim kirk #arena #trekedit #originalposts* #long post // #flashing gif //

[justiceforscott]

I love the silly headcanons that Bowie is Lightnings younger brother.

(Also had to push my Sha-Boyfriends agenda)

#total drama #td scott #td art #total drama scott #td lightning #total drama lightning #total drama ships #digital art #td bowie #total drama bowie #sha boyfriends #Sha-Boyfriends #Td Sha-Boyfriends #total drama headcanons #lowkey nervous about posting any of my post island headcanons for scott and lightning #i made some cute weddings headcanons for them but right now those are for mt friends only #also ignore my shit hand writing. its always been this bad

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Taken from the cemetery in Cripple Creek, west of Colorado Springs, CO. Mt. Pisgah is on the right. Photo: Michael Olson (2022)  :: [Scott Horton]

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“The birds have vanished into deep skies. A last cloud drifts away, all idleness. Inexhaustible, this mountain and I gaze at each other, it alone remaining.” — Li Bai, from Reverence-Pavilion Mountain, Sitting Alone; Mountain Home: The Wilderness Poetry of Ancient China (tr. by David Hinton)

#Mt Pisgah #Michael Olson #Scott Horton #Colorado Springs #Cripple Creek #poem #poetry #Li Bai #Reverence Pavillion Mountain

[widows-alliance-but-everywhere]

#scott and cleo #dl #ethos pov #i need to watcg more not dl povs but #dl is mt favorite season im biased #day 57 #or something

[volatilechemicalz]

I need to draw ough

#noodle talks #not art #i have a wip sitting around but i dont wanna touch that and all i can think about is timeloop murder lesbians (<- ocs) #also mt brain is so empty #and half functioning #i think i get a pass since i fell down the stairs this morning #ive just been looping penelope scott for an hour or so i thinkkk #idk why im typing any of this out but whateverr #💻 #if anyone has doodle requests theyre appreciated

[roadtrippinlilly]

Source Me laf@ilyF ❤️

#original photographers #colors #artists on tumblr #my photos #oklahoma #my escape #nature #my photgraphy #photographers on tumblr #mt scott #Sailboats #Lake Lawtonka #positive words #colorful

[shin-tsukimii]

“In Order To Be Your Sibling Someone Has To Defeat Your Seven Evil Causes Of Torment”

(Ooc: GET SCOTT PILGRIMED!!!!!)

What? This is insane. Next thing you're gonna tell me is that the "l-word" is "lesbians"...

#mt-v3 #❌ paranoid remarks #ooc: SHAKES YOU. #ooc: I LOVE SCOTT PILGRIM SM #ooc: I HAVE FOR YEARS

[hauntedtrait]

sunrise snowboarding ❄️

#she used to skateboard soooo she loved snowboarding #mt komorebi looks SO GOOD in the early morning i cant #sable scott #gen: onyx #nsb2: onyx #nsb2

[bikerlovertexas]

  Doggie Style

#New Jersey State Troopers #1 Trooper William Bounds with Mallen #2 Trooper Nicholas Davis with Zito #3 Trooper Andrew Sciarretta with AC #1 Mt Laurel Police Officer Kyle Gardner with Drake #2 New Hanover Police Officer Zachary York with Duco #3 Mt Laurel Police Officer Todd Cramer with Jersey #4 N/A #5 Pine Hill Police Officer Andrew Bruey with Condor; LTC Scott Poulton #flickr

[thedalatribune]

© Paolo Dala

I Don’t Want To Be Here, LORD.

Perhaps, as you woke up this morning, you found yourself in a place you desperately want to leave.

Maybe you moved here for school or work (or your spouse’s school or work), but your heart still lives in the place you left. You think of all the family and friends and familiar comforts back there, and you struggle to imagine how here could ever feel like home.

Or maybe you have been here all your life, but for some time now you’ve been itching for elsewhere. You feel bound by the narrow limits of a town you know too well. You’ve traced every crease and corner of these streets; nothing seems left to discover.

Or maybe, most painful of all, the homes and trees and stores of your current place daily remind you of all you’ve lost. These halls were once filled with laughter, and these sidewalks with the happy patter of children’s feet. But for any of a thousand reasons, that life is gone now, and the ground is haunted by the ghosts of better days.

Maybe you will leave someday. Maybe you will move back home, or get far from home, or start fresh somewhere else without memories. But for now, for today, you live in this place you want to leave...

Thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, to all the exiles whom I have sent into exile...”  (Jeremiah 29:4)  

The first line of Jeremiah’s letter offers something of a Godward shock. To any attentive observer, Nebuchadnezzar, not God, had sent Israel into exile (Jeremiah 29:1). Nevertheless, Jeremiah says, behind the pride and madness of Babylon’s king, God himself had sent Israel into exile. The Israelites found themselves in Babylon, ultimately, because God’s hidden hand had taken them there.

How often we need a similar reminder when we wake up far from the home of our desires. For whatever circumstances brought us here - a job offer, an urgent family need, our own birth, even our own misguided judgment - a hand beyond our own has been at work. We live where we live, ultimately, because God has sent us here, at least for today. And the providential hand of God never moves without purpose.

Samuel Rutherford, the great Puritan letter writer, once spoke of God as gardener, himself as plant:

“The great Master-gardener, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, in a wonderful providence, with his own hand . . . planted me here, where, by his grace, in this part of his Vineyard, I grow. . . . And here I will abide, till the great Master of the Vineyard think fit to transplant me.” (Letters of Samuel Rutherford, 93)

Later, when Rutherford was confined in Aberdeen and forbidden from all public ministry, he wrote of living in “Christ’s palace at Aberdeen.” He knew that the same Christ “who sent me to the West and South [to his prior pastoral calling], sendeth me also to the North [to confinement in Aberdeen]” (119). What if we too saw our present place as a garden and a palace - not because the soil feels rich or the furniture looks elegant, but because our Father the Gardener has planted us here, and Christ the King dwells here?

We do not live where we live alone, nor is our present place the result of mere circumstances we can see. We have a Master gardener, a present Christ, even in a place that feels like exile..

Our own desires to leave, change, move can tempt us to similarly live lightly upon the soil, our soul a tumbleweed rather than a tree. Stacks of boxes still packed may line the walls of our hearts as we hesitate to settle into this place, hoping instead we might leave soon.

...we really might leave soon; so far as we know, God has not given us a seventy-year sentence here. But could it be that our reluctance to treat this place as home keeps us from finding here the home we could? Might our desire for elsewhere become a self-fulfilling prophecy, a spade that continually digs up the ground and keeps us from gripping the soil here?

When I was in seminary, a classmate spoke of his wife’s hesitation to decorate their apartment, knowing they might live there only for a year or two. He told her in response, “Let’s put some nail holes in the wall.” Let’s unpack the boxes. Let’s build and plant. Let’s make this place, however unwanted, as much a home as we can make it. And maybe, in the process, we’ll find more home here than we imagined...

Wherever we live, there are people on our block, in our neighborhood, and throughout our city who need to hear how much God has done for us, and how much he might do for them. No doubt, people elsewhere need to hear the same; hence Jesus’s call to go (Matthew 28:19). But like the man in Luke 8, we may need to see that this place, though perhaps filled with unwelcome memories, has fields ripe for harvest - and we are the ones to work them.

In the depths of our desire to leave, we may have adopted a set of small purposes, at least functionally: Keep the kids happy. Get through today. Do your work and find some time for rest. But Jesus gives us another purpose that can transform what seems like a cracked and barren ground into a field waiting for harvest: “Declare how much God has done for you...”

In Christ, we too are “sojourners and exiles” (1 Peter 2:11), even if we live in a place we love. Those who feel like exiles, then, have a certain advantage in this world: their sense of homelessness daily reminds them who they really are.

Every morning we wake up in a house we don’t like, we can remember the room in God’s house with our name written on the door (John 14:2). Every time we drive through a city we want to leave, we can look forward to the city “whose designer and builder is God” (Hebrews 11:10). Every time we fall asleep feeling far from home, we can assure ourselves that we are indeed far from home, but also that home is coming quickly (Revelation 22:20).

One day soon, we will wake up in the place we have always longed for, and we will live there forever. But for now, dear Christian exile, trust the wisdom of your Master gardener. Unpack the boxes. Stay and make disciples. And love this place you want to leave.

Scott Hubbard Love the Place You Want to Leave

#Exile #Sojourners #Scott Hubbard #Love the Place You Want to Leave #People #Adventure Photography #Moutain #Cabin #Mt. Tapulao #Palauig #Zambales #Philippines #Desiring God

[swagstar]

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME

#txt #FHIS IS ACTUAL THEFT WHAY THE ACTJAL SHIT EJAH #ARE TOU FUCKINF KIDDING ME #ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING IM GOING TO JUMP INTO S PIT BYE #MT STOMACH HURTS FROM LAUGHING THIS JS SUCH S FUCKING FUNNY COINCIDENCE #PREDICITING THE PLOT OF SCOTT PILGRIM ON ACCIDNET

[roadtrippinlilly]

Summer Fun...

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#artists on tumblr #original photographers #photographers on tumblr #photography #my photgraphy #colors #oklahoma #Lake fun #Summer #jet ski #water #Lake Lawtonka #mt scott

[selfhelpradio]

taking your hammock to a public park

#hammock #mt scott park #pdx