Why did Jesus have to die?Why did Jesus have to die?12 hours ago in Academic Essays More Like This
April 3rd, 2015 is a date to remember. Why? It marks the 1,987th anniversary of the death of Jesus Christ. For many, that date will come and go with little more than a shrug. For others, especially those who call themselves Christian, that date will be eclipsed by a tradition known as Easter, which alleges to celebrate his resurrection. People of non-christian faiths are often puzzled as to why the death of this man, one of the many billions of deaths that have occurred on this planet, should even matter. This brief consideration will answer the following questions from a Bible-based point of view:
1. Who was Jesus?
2. Why was his death significant?
3. Is there value in what his death accomplished?
Regarding question one, a more comprehensive discussion of who Jesus was can be found in my journal entry: Jesus - God, man, or myth? - found below). According to the Bible, Jesus was the first creation of Almighty God (Colossians 1
Levi x Reader |A Blind Date?| AULevi x Reader |A Blind Date?| AU7 hours ago in Romance More Like This
There was always something to do. You were overwhelmed with the reality of this. With the piling up of stress, and the only thing keeping you going being the coffee in your system - you refused to believe you could catch a break. And that would most likely be true. The only thing left you could do now was groan, and lie down on your couch. The faint pounding in your head served as a reminder of all your hard work, and the stress that was building up.
Your roommate, Mikasa, pokes her head into the room. She walks over, and calmly pinches you on the side. Of course, such an action made you hiss and perk up. When you looked into her dulled eyes, she seemed to be unimpressed with how you were handling things.
"Get up," she says. "You've been lying there and groaning for the past hour. Go do something productive." With this, she then attempts to drag your sorry ass off the couch. But no. This couch; it was your home now. Regardless of your willpower to be lazy, Mikasa was much stronger - an
The Fluffy Ones are Back!Curia glided through the night sky as effortlessly as the eagle on her bustier would, landing on the roof of her building. It had been a long day of fighting crime and evil, and even the mighty Wonder Woman needed time to rest and recharge.The Fluffy Ones are Back!11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As she strode towards the stairwell door, she pondered how little time she actually spent in the building; she had a small penthouse apartment supplied by the League, and other than showering and sleeping, she was hardly ever there. She knew it was the life she had chosen, so there were no regrets, but from time to time she would see her neighbors through the window, partying and having a good time, and there was a part of her that longed for a life outside of just being the world’s most powerful superheroine. Maybe some of the others were right – maybe she needed a ‘secret identity’. She had never given it enough thought to even come up with an idea for one.
She walked down the single flight of stairs
Micro-Pasta: MeowingMicro-Pasta: Meowing9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was around 1 AM. I was sitting on the couch, listening to music and browsing DeviantArt. Not many of my friends on that site were online at the time, and I was already getting kinda sleepy, so I decided to turn in for the night.
I shut down my laptop and headed to the bathroom, to brush my teeth. As I stood there, I could hear the faint sound of a cat meowing. I turned my head and looked at the window next to me. My girlfriend must have forgotten to close it.
I heard the meow again. But, this time, it was a bit louder. It sounded really low. Like when a cat's pissed off, but even lower. I walked up to the window and pulled the blind up. Surely enough, the window was opened. I poked my head out slightly, trying to see this cat. Nothing.
A pulled my head back and reached up and started to pull the window shut. Suddenly, I heard it again. Only,...it sounded like it was right in front of my face.
I felt my blood run cold and I stared into the darkness in front of me. I stoo
ripples reflect/fishing herona pebbleripples reflect/fishing heron17 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in a koi pond
seeking food from
koi pond mirrors sky
grey heron in search of food
drops one more pebble
beak of fate
severs the slow
wading bird spreads wings
colorful fish crowd to shade
fewer swim away
and the hunted
where life is
death and death is
PMDO :: Team Jagdhund (Written App)Team Name | JagdhundPMDO :: Team Jagdhund (Written App)19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Guild Affiliation | Raiders
Rank | Beedrill
Rajani | Houndour
Female | Flash Fire
Quiet | Strong Willed
Flamethrower | Will-O-Wisp | Sucker Punch | Bite
Purple Bandana | Accessory Two | Accessory Three
Fox | (Shiny) Furfrou
Male | Fur Coat
Modest | Love to Eat
Retaliate | Sucker Punch | Protect | Zen Headbutt
Purple Scarf | Accessory Two | Accessory Three
It was a lazy afternoon in Sanctuary. The Pokemon that did inhabit the village were heading home, closing up shop, and grabbing a bit of dinner at the local Soup Kitchen. With the sun setting and it giving the village a beautiful orange tint, it was quite the pretty sight to see. And from a distance there were two canines making their way into town. In the lead the dark colored Furfrou spoke.
"Wow, looks like we're finally here!" he exclaimed excitedly as Sanctuary came into view. He was amazed by the sight, of the buildings. He guess they were the
LableledThey call me "Procrastinator".Lableled23 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because my flaws are spotlighted
The work I have not done used to demonstrate my ethics
My depression a mere excuse to be lazy
I can't possibly be confused about my homework
Me? In need of help? Absurd!
I cannot be in need of anything except a swift kick in the ass
And a smack upside the head
As I am put back to work with force
For I am just a Procrastinator
They call me "Confused".
Because I apparently do not know my own sexuality
I haven't had a male erection inside of me
So I cannot possibly know that I am a lesbian!
How silly of me to think I know me
Surely I will grow out of this phase like they say
Me? Gay? Absurd!
Perhaps bi-curious, but I cannot be gay
I haven't even sampled a penis or a vagina in bed
And how can I find the male body unappealing?
Surely something must be wrong with me!
For I am just Confused.
They call me "Anti-Social".
Because I have anxiety attacks at the thought of speaking before others
But it's only because I am unwilli
Sad!Vincent/Purple Guy X Reader-SmileSad!Vincent/Purple Guy X Reader-Smile5 hours ago in Drama More Like This
Character/s: Purple Guy/Vincent (That's what I've seen him be called, going with it)
It comes as a wonder of what caused Vincent to begin his killing spree. Maybe some past trauma? A previous killing? Death of someone close to him?
All 3, sadly, are the causes.
It was 5 years before the deaths at Freddy Fazbears, before the murders, before the haunted animatronics, before he was a security guard. Before he lost someone he loved...
Growing up he was more of a keep-to-himself type of kid, playing by himself at recess and barely speaking in class. His parents had no idea why and couldn't convince him to speak. Childhood slowly rode into teenage years and before he knew it he was in high school, 15 years old and still an outcast. 9th grade wasn't a year he was anticipating and it certainly didn't look bright. Well...
"Hello class, my name is Ms. Herschel, I will be your English teacher this year," the brunette writes her name on the board with the white chalk
Tyrant Of The Ocean (Archie TF/MC)Tyrant Of The Ocean (Archie TF/MC)17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Written By ZacharyEverlust
“…You know, now that I think about it…he does kinda look like that Team Aqua Admin…”
I stood here, inside the Seaside Ocean Bar that just opened a few days ago. It had this jazzy-marine feel, like a mixture of feeling drunk and the relaxing calmness of the beach. The scenery was full of marine life, with people dressed with the colours of marine creatures and a blue bubble design for the wall paper.
My name is Baki Bolton, fair skinned and of an average height…about 5 ft. 6. Light brown hair, average body type, enough to keep me from being overweight aside from the little bulge in my belly. I’m your “everyday nice guy” as what many of my friends call me as…though I feel kinda uneasy being out here alone late at night.
“ONE COCKTAIL FOR THE LITTLE MAN!” The Bartender shouted, with his
Time Well Wasted. Sebastian X ReaderTime Well Wasted. Sebastian X Reader13 hours ago in Romance More Like This
“Today was terribly uneventful. If not for this rain, I could have gone out and done something.” Sighing to yourself, you peeked out your curtains at the gray landscape that surrounded you. You had been confined to your home the entire day, leaving you with nothing to do, and no one to talk to. Just as you stepped away from your window to prepare yourself your evening meal, there was a knock at your front door. “Maybe I spoke too soon.” Unsure who it was, but not wanting them to get soaked, you rushed to the sound and swung open the door.
“Hello there.” Standing there, with a wide, almost terrifying smile on his face, was Grell. Despite the smile, you could tell he wasn't happy.
Suddenly wishing you'd left the door closed, you stood firmly in place, silently signaling that you didn't want him to come inside. “What are you doing here?”
“Is that any way to greet me?” Pushing past you, Grell let
Crimson Valkyrie Origin - Part 3Crimson Valkyrie Origin - Part 38 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Crimson Valkyrie Origin
Part 3 - Rebirth and Emergence
"Unnnggh..." Tiffany grimaced and grunted with effort as she slowly pushed up on the large metal bar she held tightly in her hands, sweat trickling down the sides of her face as she closed her eyes and exhaled sharply. The muscles in her arms were starting to burn, her arms quivering as it became harder and harder to push against the incredible weight she was holding up over her head, but she somehow managed to persevere. The bar continued to rise slowly, an inch or so with each passing second, until finally she manage to fully extend her arms over her head. "Strength test completed, safety locks engaging." A computerized voice spoke out and Tiffany heard a loud clicking sound as the bar above her head was locked in place by the massive machine she was sitting in. The slender redhead let out a long sigh and slumped forward a bit, obviously exhausted from her efforts, but slowly a little grin spread over her face as
fishing heron 2wading bird spreads wingsfishing heron 28 hours ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
colorful fish crowd to shade
fewer swim away
crystal shardsand since this is allegorical, we are tocrystal shards8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I am no ordinary man.
that I mean something other than what I am,
that I am a window
to the world, transparent but frosted
with the breath of “wise” men
who gaze through the glass like a crystal ball.
and since this is allegorical, my eyes
are no longer eyes. they are Hindsight and Foresight,
or perhaps Sight and Belief.
Seen and Unseen.
my hands are not hands.
my feet are not feet.
my heart does not exist to beat -
stagnant, but meaningful.
I want to be more than metaphor.
yet I want to be more than flesh and blood.
I want to be -
BANGi’m back in my own body
disillusioned and detached
infused with November colors
(my Brain is fused to my Eyes are telling my Heart
that it’s real but my Heart is deaf and blind
(but not dumb (it babbles incoherently (spewing April colors)))
)spring has come and the
is molten iron
Elvira: Bio (Remake)Elvira: Bio (Remake)17 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 20 (Physically), 1000+ (Chronologically)
Weight: 122.6 lbs
Hair: Blonde with black highlights
Occupation: Arturo's Servant
Personality Traits: Silly, hyperactive, crazy, sometimes evil, childlike, playful, can sometimes be a crybaby.
Likes: Being with her sister, Arturo's company, demon cakes and pies, singing (she always sings off-key often causing people to cover their ears), being friends with humans, being mischievous towards her sister.
Dislikes: Being separated from her sister Belle, inflicting harm to humans, disobeying Arturo, not getting what she wants.
Attributes: She uses a slayer sword in battle to expertise her swordplay. She uses her loud singing voice like a screeching banshee to stun and confuse her enemies with supersonic waves as her signature move.
f u t u r ei see my future over the seaf u t u r e18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
baby you know it's where i want to be
While She Sleeps~ Boom!SonAmy.As Sonic went to roll over to get away from the wall he nestled against, a rustling pulled him out of deep sleep. He remained absolutely still and wanted to hold his breath, but knew that he had to keep taking slow, even breaths.While She Sleeps~ Boom!SonAmy.17 hours ago in Romance More Like This
A soft moan accidentally escaped the moment he turned over onto his side, he could feel someone’s lingering presence beside the bed. That a pair of eyes were watching him, and he felt unbelievably glad that the darkness covered half of his face. Suddenly a cold draft washed over his fur as the covers were pulled back.
Even though his eyes were shut, the next thing he felt was the mattress sinking lower than usual, then eventually, the scent of strawberries intoxicated his nose like a whiff of perfume. He came to notice a pair of legs brushing against his, the body of another filling the space beside him. Naturally his shoulders stiffened, the fight-or-flight response prickled within his gut as he was unable to react with his guard down.
But despite his i
Sonnet to days gone byThe future is still unknownSonnet to days gone by17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Yet there is so much to be done
The past is set in stone
It can't be undone
We look to the past for comfort
Because it is still familiar
But I can't help but wonder
If the future will be sweet or bitter
I want to know what will happen
Whether it will be good or bad
Right now I can't imagine
And it is driving me mad
Whether or not my past actions may permit
I still very much hope that it was all worth it
25.[H!FNAF x Reader] A ChanceFreddy:25.[H!FNAF x Reader] A Chance6 hours ago in Romance More Like This
To be perfectly honest, he had no idea why he thought it would be a good idea to visit you. Perhaps it was because he was egged on and encouraged by the others. Perhaps it was because he finally decided he couldn't live without you. He needed to see you again.
Standing idly in front of your apartment door, he raised his fist to knock. Freddy felt himself halt before his knuckles could touch the door, a slow exhale leaving his mouth. What would you say? Would you send him away? That was a very likely outcome. Before it had registered, the door in front of him swung open, revealing a tall handsome male. It was 'Nick', if Freddy remembered correctly. You were right behind him.
Growling defensively, Nick, glared up at the taller brunette, “What the fuck do you want?”
Freddy shifted his his feet, shoulders slumped. He opened his mouth, but was unable to speak, so settled for closing it again. Peeking past your brother, you noted how dull and unkempt Freddy looked. The co
Sherlock Holmes X Reader: The Ghost Whisperer The scene of the crime was silent but in the far distance you could hear the sirens of police cars as they rushed towards the apartment. Murders weren't uncommon in London just as they weren't uncommon anywhere else. Victorian London had been a pretty gruesome place and there had been many deaths. You would know since they talk to you all the time. You were what the mortals called a Medium. You could see and talk to those who were no longer living, by human standards, because you knew very well that life continued after death.Sherlock Holmes X Reader: The Ghost Whisperer9 hours ago in General Fiction More Like This
But you in particular, you were supposed to be an urban legend.
"H-he came through the window, (Name). There was nothing that I could do to stop him. I-I gave him all the valuable things I had, I asked for mercy! But he didn't spare my life. He took all that I had and shot me dead. What will my husband do now that I'm gone? He'll be widowed and poor! Oh, why did this have to happen to me? I was a good person!" The wome
The Doctor's SacrificeI lay upon your tableThe Doctor's Sacrifice15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cold steel rousing every sense
Enlightening every nerve
I want to move, but I am paralyzed
Yet, I can feel every sensation
Looking up, I stare into your genius
Inside my abyss, I call to you
Hoping for one more chance at pleasure
One more gasp of precious desire
Still, silence fills the air
A vat of emotions swirl inside my mind
Why create life from the slops of the forgotten?
Rescuing their soulless hosts from the depths of despair
Breathing life into their forsaken hearts
Why take this life now that I have learned to feel?
Stealing my visions that lead to paradise
Was that all that I was …An experiment?
Are my scars that hideous?
Again, I gaze upon your genius
Your brilliant eyes betray your emotions
A pool of love swells as the scalpel descends
The unknown is known
Truths become reality
Scarlett sadness cascades down my neck
My heart still cries for affection
But, I am a monster
My fate sealed by your blade
I was loved
Just a nuzzle awayJack stared down at the grave in front of him, his blue eyes wandering over the tiny words etched in stone. Tears streamed down his face, and he let out a near-silent sob as he read them for the billionth time…..Just a nuzzle away13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“In loving memory of Christina Harrison….a beautiful girl, a loving sister, and an amazing friend. 1999-2015.”
The giant’s eyes watered, and Jack pressed the heels of his hands to them as the tears came once again. He felt his chest tighten and his stomach clench as he sobbed, miserably shaking and trembling like a leaf. Jack didn’t even remember how it had happened….one minute, she was sitting on his shoulder, talking and laughing. And now….she was gone. She was just…...gone.
Jack sobbed again, tears leaking from between his fingers and falling onto the grass beneath his feet. His head pounded as he tried to make sense
The End of the Story Chapter 1"Did you come here to see what you achieved?"The End of the Story Chapter 116 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"C'mon, son," answered Louie. He was a man at 51, with a thin moustache and a wonderful smile. But Max never bought this smile. Max was a young man at 33 and he had black hair and black eyes. There was a red scarf wrapped around his neck. Just as on the day he died... thought Louie. Max was from Dallas, and he liked the cowboy stuff.
"Don't call me son!" shouted Max. He was actually never angry, but seeing Louie made him remember the day of... betrayal.
Louie was as if reading Max's mind. "I'll prove my goodwill to you," said Louie. "There is a newbie in Purgatory. Actually he went to Purgatory last year but... he's never talked to anyone since then. That's why I call him a newbie."
"What do I do?" Louie was glad he drew Max's attention. "Maybe you can go and visit him..." he replied.
"No, it's possible... Do you know who I am? I'm the sidekick of Azrael..."
"So, is this an excuse?" Max asked. "You expect me to forgive you, by
Bedroom BlastContains: Male gas fetishism.Bedroom Blast8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Word Count: 2, 467 words
Featuring: Khali Coffman, Alex Rozner
Synopsis: Khali accidentally tunes into his rather odorous wereskunk heritage during a nightmare.
Note: Okay, I have to admit it, I cannot tolerate writing a fartfic without my big smelly jock for too long. He owns my heart. And my farts. Had this idea in my head for a few days and decided to finally write it up, just a wee thing in between bigger things; you know how it is. I think it's pretty cute, I can't get enough of Khali and Alex's relationship. I hope you enjoy it, as always!
Originally posted online on March 26th, 2015.
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