Godly Relationships 40: Live On PurposeLife is best lived on purpose. And purpose, like everything else in the universe, begins with God.Godly Relationships 40: Live On Purpose2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Whether you realize it or not, God has a plan for your life, a divine calling, a direction in which He is leading you. When you welcome God into your heart and establish a genuine relationship with Him, He will begin, in time, to make His purposes known.
Sometimes, God's intentions will be clear to you; other times, God's plan will seem uncertain at best. But even on those difficult days when you are unsure which way to turn, you must never lose sight of these overriding facts: God created you for a reason; He has important work for you to do; and He's waiting patiently for you to do it.
And the next step is up to you.
Godly Relationships 37: Pressure of SexIf you're seeing someone who's pressuring you to become sexually active, here's an important question to ask yourself: Why would you date a person like that? After all, if the person you're dating really cares about you-and if that person wants to spend the rest of his or her life with you-waiting isn't really a sacrifice, it's an honor. But if that person you're dating simply views you as a sexual conquest, then you'd better run in the opposite direction.Godly Relationships 37: Pressure of Sex2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Common sense tells you to wait; God's word commands you to wait; an your conscience begs you to wait. So wait! And if somebody tells you to do otherwise, they have absolutely no business dating you.
Take the Pain AwayMy heart longs for you, O Father.Take the Pain Away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I long to feel Thy warm embrace.
Wrap Your arms around me.
Comfort my wounded soul.
Wipe my tears away.
Tell me, "Everything will be alright".
Please, come back to me.
Come back to me and make the pain go away.
Do not leave me alone any longer.
Do not let me suffer any more.
I want you.
I need You.
Come back, father.
Heal my wounded soul.
Mend my broken heart.
Fill me with Thy love.
Take the pain away.
For i cannot bear it much longer.
The hurt cuts too deep.
The tears submerge me in sorrow.
The anguish eats at my soul.
All joy seems to fade away . . .
as i realize i'm alone.
You alone can fill this void in my heart.
I cannot save myself.
I cannot do this on my own.
I need You.
I need You, Father.
Only You can take the pain away.
This horrible pain that haunts me day and night.
This pain you left behind when you left me.
this pain i feel right now.
I do not understand it.
I do not understand You.
Why must I
Godly Relationships 29: Mutual RespectDo you respect yourself enough to demand that your peers respect you too? Please answer that question with a resounding YES!Godly Relationships 29: Mutual Respect2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Why? Because if you don't respect yourself, other people may find it easy to take advantage of you.
Think about it like this: the more you respect yourself, the more likely you are to make smart decisions, and the smarter decisions you make, the more you'll respect yourself-it's a cycle of good decisions making that reinforces a well-deserved, positive self-image.
But what if you find that your self-image could use a tune up? Well try these five simple steps:
1) Don't do things that you know to be immoral, imprudent, or impulsive.
2) Make the conscious effort to invest yourself in activities that improve your own life and the lives of others.
3) If you're beset by negative self-talk, put an immediate stop to the mindless ramblings of your inner critic.
4) Associate yourself with people who encourage you to think and behave in ways that are pleasing to God.
Name above all namesI delight to hear you honor me in worship. I rejoice in your desire to bring honor to my Son in whatever you do. When you honor him, you honor me.Name above all names3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The name of my Son carries my full authority and blessings. We are one in this. When you call on him, you call on me. In his name you are forgiven. In his name you are baptized into new life. In his name you are rescued from evil. Demons flee at the mention of his name. At his name every knee in heaven and on earth will bow.
Child, the name of my Son brings you directly to me. Speak his name, and I will answer.
If Not for GraceIf not for Grace, oh what can be said?If Not for Grace3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am uprooted, defruited, twice dead
Vilest, filthiest son of a gun
Delusional ruler and master of none
Brutal, sinful, sickly decay
Stinky, lustful, damned and depraved
Rotten, hypocrite, white-washed tomb
Fading star, blackest dark doom
Unable to follow, futile lead
Blown in the wind, the weakest reed
Cold, lonely, mud and mire
Hate, murder, hell and fire
If not for Grace, oh what could be done?
No one is righteous, no not even one
Shepherdless sheep wondered astray
Hopeless, imprisoned, pitiful slave
Serpent, deceptive, venomous slithering
Feeble, fake, wicked and withering
Endless search, empty pleasure
In pursuit of worthless treasure
If not for Grace, what a terrible notion
The sum of my sins would fill up the ocean
Nought can be said or done to replace
the times I spat in Heaven's face
If not for Grace, oh where would I be?
There is nothing untaintedly good within me!
A heart determined to live a lie
Eat, drink, tomorrow you shall die!
Fresh hopeCome to me daily, beloved, for a fresh supply of hope and strength. Everyday problems can drain your reserves. But I offer you new hope every morning. Be confident of my love, assured of my power, and strengthened to confront each day's problems.Fresh hope3 years ago in Letters More Like This
Many around you face discouragement and disappointments. Some are desperate and drained of hope. As you come before me, seeking a measure of my grace, I will open your eyes to the plight of others. Be my instrument, child, of courage and hope. I will help you soar like an eagle and, in turn, lift those who are bound.
Godly Relationships 55: CommunicationIf you want to build a strong relationship, you should teach yourself to become an effective communicator. And that's exactly what God wants you to do. God's Word reminds us that "Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing" (Proverbs 12:18 NIV).Godly Relationships 55: Communication2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Today, make this promise to yourself: vow to be an honest, effective, encouraging, communicator, at school, at home, at church, and everyplace in between. Speak wisely, not impulsively. Use words of kindness and praise, not words of anger and derision. Learn how to be truthful without being cruel. Remember that you have the power to heal others or injure them, to lift others up or to hold them back. And when you learn how to lift them up, you'll soon discover that you've lifted yourself up too.
The FallLies plant the seedThe Fall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of distrust, clutching like a weed,
whisp'ring to my heart,
tearing me apart.
Distrust clouds my eyes;
feeling wronged, deprived
wrongfully - why
why can't I take what I desire?
Greed feeds the fire,
distrust rankles, the gap grows wider -
I am on the throne.
I rule myself now.
I, not you,
and I am free.
You call my name -
I flee in shame.
What have I done?
I need you near,
but, filled with fear,
repel you. I run
but cannot hide
from this guilt that stings inside.
What have I done?
Gnawing and biting,
a monster growing,
sorrow and night,
no help in sight.
Homesick, I cry,
but the gap is too wide,
the road back fissured and torn.
I seek and wander aimlessly,
ensnared, when I would be free.
I reach - I fall - I fall again,
burning with the fire
of unsatisfied desire:
a hunger for you.
What can I do
to be saved from this death?
You reach - you die.
Why, oh why?
Into my destruction,
into my night,
you bring your light,
pull out th
The wall of fearI am the good Shepherd who delights in protecting his sheep. No matter how loudly your enemy blows our treats, no matter how utterly impossible deliverance seems, I will rescue you in the nick of time. I rescued Moses and my people at the Red Sea, though they doubted me. In their fear, they believed that the Egyptians had them trapped. The real cylprit, however, was fear.The wall of fear3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Don't let fear be a wall that keeps you from me. Know that I will never fail you. Remember that the worse your situation is, the more glory I receive for turning it around.
Your prsent situation is not about you at all-it's about me, and about my will and my purpose in this earth. Relax child, I love you. And like a fierce lioness protecting her cubs, I always come out to fighting on your behalf.
More than an inheritanceI long for a close relationship with you. But note that I have children, not grandchidren. Each son or daughter of mine has to know me personally. A relationship with me cannot be handed down throught a family.More than an inheritance4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Rarely do I find more faithful family thanthat of Jacob. I called his grandfather Abraham "friend" and entered into a convenant with him. And I blessed Jacob's father Isaac. Even so, Jacob had to know me for himself. I painted a dream for him. We wrestled. He encountered me in a personal way so I could unleash my works in his life. The same way is true for you.
Your spiritual inheritance is important, but secondary. I want ti be known as your God, not just the God of your ancestors. I value intimacy with you.
Look for me, beloved. I'm waiting for you.
Your choiceFrom the beginning I have loved you as my own. I have chosen you for a special purpose, provided for your needs, and comforted you in a difficult times. I delight to do all of this. It is my joy to reveal the plans I have for you, to walk by your side, to see through every challenge.Your choice3 years ago in Letters More Like This
In fact, I love you so much that when I created you, I set within you the freedom of choice: to choose my path or other paths. I also offered you the wisdom to choose wisely.
I will not force you to take my path; but, oh my child, how I yearn for your love and trust! Won't you choose to take my hand and walk with me today?
Slip-upIt wasn't anything extraordinary, the feat she had just accomplished, but for her to achieve such a reaction was something she'd never attempted before. She chewed on her bottom lip just thinking about it. A secretive smile and small blush covered her face as a hand automatically came up to cover her own reactioneven though no one was around to witness it. A sudden chill ran down her spine causing her body to sober and stiffen.Slip-up3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You didn't get far."
The gruff tone of his voice had her whipping around, the ends of her long hair tossing back over her shoulder. "I wasn't aware I was supposed to be hiding," her tone was neutral, not sure if he was trying to pick a fight with her. When she received a narrow expression her body relaxed slightly.
"Isn't that what you humans do best when faced with danger?" He stepped closer to her, watching for any signs of weakness to prey upon. A foot seemed to unconsciously shuffle backwards, although her face betrayed nothing.
"Danger?" she question
What if...Sephiroth was a failure.What if...3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The infant at first had shown great progress, but as he aged becoming a child that progress had all but slowed to a stop. He was no more than a strange looking slightly stronger than normal eight year old.
Like all failed projects he had no problem of disposing the child, letting that wretched woman that had bore him take him.
Looking over his reports, Hojo could deem that Sephiroth haden’t been a complete failure. The studies he had conducted on the child had given him the foundation for the newly implemented SOLDIER program. That alone though would not gain him the position of Director of the science department.. no, the JENOVA project wasn’t dead yet. Sephiroth he deemed was weak due to his genetics, his sire, while a skilled gunman and materia wielder was weak willed, that woman who bore him was the epitome of weak. No the sire’s blood alone had not been enough to create a child worthy of being declared JENOVA’s chosen son. No he wou
Sarang, love - A story between Kyu and youYou met that man a long time ago. So long ago that you actually couldn't remember since when you knew him. You just met him, one day, and since then he would never leave you for more than one day. The thing was, you were not even going out. You loved each other a lot. But you were not going out. Why? Well, the reason was simple.Sarang, love - A story between Kyu and you3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That's because that man would only meet you in your dreams.
You remember. You remember how you met him. That night, your dream was stranger, more realistic than usual. The room you were in seemed so real that you knew you could touch the walls. And then, that man entered the room. It was love at first sight. His dark brown eyes, his black hair, his beautiful smile to you, that man was perfection. He bowed down softly and introduced himself.
"Hi, lady. My name is Cho Kyuhyun. What's yours?"
You told him. He repeated your name in a low, deep voice, before he bowed again.
"I'm very pleased to meet you."
You spent a lot of time together,
Len X Reader ~ Magic MirrorLen X Reader ~ Magic Mirror2 years ago in Drama More Like This
You peered out the window at the busy town, all you could was sigh. You had been locked up inside this house since you were diagnosed with an illness. Nobody ever came to visit you, in fear of catching your disease, and when people came to your house your parents never would talk about you. A war was also raging on outside, one that has been going on for five years now. It seemed that you were stuck in this tiny world of emptiness...
You stood up, clutching the bedside to help you walk. You where heading to the knife that was across the room. You'd have to struggle to get there, but it would end soon. Each step was like a dagger in your knees, you made is half way across the room when a bomb fell across the city, causing you to loose balance and fall to you knees. There was nothing for you to grab onto except an old mirror that was covered in dust. You reached up and grabbed the side, barely glancing into the mirror as you stood. That split moment when you saw into the mirror had shock
Trying to Make Sense"I don't," Bulma started defensively.Trying to Make Sense4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh please," Yamcha interrupted her by dragging the chair roughly along the floor before sitting down. "If that was any other person that walked out on youincluding meyou would've chased them down."
Bulma crossed her arms as she watched her ex-boyfriend flip the pizza box's lid open. "And Vegeta's not like any other person. He's a loose cannon."
Yamcha cracked a smile and chuckled a little. "You didn't seem to have a problem provoking him just a minute ago. Where'd all that pride go?" The ex-bandit lifted a slice of pizza to his mouth.
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
A hand slammed down on the table next to his meal and he gulped the food he had been chewing, almost choking on it at the unexpected action. Angry blue eyes blazed with fire as they met with his surprised brown eyes. He quickly covered his mouth as a cough seized his throat.
"Don't tell me that you think I let Vegeta get away with anything he wants," she seethed, pulling b
Love Academy! (Len X Reader) *Bonus* Content(Note: This continues from my Len X Reader series, Love Academy, but it should make sense even if you haven’t read it)Love Academy! (Len X Reader) *Bonus* Content1 year ago in Romance More Like This
(Note 2: There is a deleted excerpt from chapter 5 further down this page)
“Happy Valentine’s Day!” You awoke to Len poking your cheeks.
“Agh, get off of me!” You shoved him over, only to find that your hands were sliding over a thin layer of paper hearts spread out over the loft. “Len. It looks like Cupid threw up in here.”
“I know! I thought you’d like it!” The cheerful blond started to bounce up and down, nodding his head as he hummed some song. You stared up at him with a bewildered sigh. You couldn’t remember the last time he was this happy, and you were just so happy that the mess from before was over with.
A pounding sounded on the door, and it gently opened. “Someone called for pancakes!” Neru said. She waltzed it, Teto following behind her. The pink-haired shota laughed as she
ColorsColours, it's all about them.Colors2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The reds,blues and yellows,
A world in color is a wonder of a world,
But my color has faded,
No more reds,blues or yellows,
Grays and blacks is all I see,
My wonder world is gone,
Replaced by doom and gloom,
Colors its all about colors,
Unfolding TruthYamcha leaned against the doorframe, keeping his eyes focused on the couple outside. He'd sensed Vegeta's fast movement, but he hadn't been quick enough to stop the Saiyan from leaving the house. He'd barely made it to the entry way of the kitchen when he heard the back door slam shut, so here he was, stuck watching the scene unfold from a distance.Unfolding Truth4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
From inside the house, Yamcha watched the two adults argue. A frown marred his face as he felt his heart tighten at the sight. Vegeta made it look so easy to stand up to Bulma's ranting, a feat he knew was almost impossible. Hell, even Goku wasn't completely immune to the woman's screaming and sometimes pleading words.
He knew Bulma could handle herself around Vegeta, but he still didn't trust the man. He didn't understand how his ex-girlfriend could put up the ill-tempered alien so much. He scoffed at his thoughts. Perhaps he shouldn't have given her that pep talk in the kitchen. He blew out a sigh. It wouldn't have mattered in the long ru
Life Happens: Ch.One - SmileIt had been a long day down in the lab, and all she wanted to do was get some sleep. Unfortunately, she knew that was not going to happen as she rolled the blueprints up and tucked them under her arm. She glanced at the clock. "A little past midnight," she told herself. She was hoping to make a quick dash from the downstairs lab up to her room without running into a certain grumpy guest.Life Happens: Ch.One - Smile5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Heading up the stairs, she opened the door and looked around. No lights were on and she was thankful for the peace she would get. So, without the threat of getting threatened she strolled up to her room, and dropped the blueprints onto the worktable she had set up in her room. "Now to get these finished before morning." At that second her mouth opened up in a large yawn. "Maybe some coffee would help first. Since Mister Grumpy seems to be in bed, I don't have to worry about an argument tonight."
She was happy that she wouldn't run into him, she was in no mood for their normal verbal sparring
DreamDancing in the darkness orDream1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching for the stars?
Empty but full of life
A dream or a nightmare?
My mind can't tell the difference
Finding TimeHe blinked once, then twice. His dark eyes widened and sparked with lust. If he'd not been used to her lewd comments, his jaw would've been hanging open. Instead, the muscle was clenched tightly as he ground his back teeth. The victorious smirk spread across her painted lips made his hand lash out to land gently on her hip. He couldn't exactly feel her up the way he wanted to, but his eyes roved over the crowded room as his hand slipped around the back of her thigh.Finding Time4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bulma's hand landed on his left bicep for support. "You're move."
He snorted, his hand quickly cupping a cheek before moving north and resting back on her hip. "My move would be to back you up against the nearest pillar and have my way with you, but I'm not sure how well the audience would like that."
A slight blush tinted her face even though she wasn't surprised by his words. "Well, it seems our audience is a bit preoccupied." She moved an inch closer as her hand wrapped around the back of his neck. "I don't think they'd
Suffocate“I didn’t want him,” she says. “I wanted something, something I saw in the eyes of Libby, Sam, Sandi, and Agnes. Something that would have made our new world, our safe world, a home. Children were a part of that world and so I found myself a child. Perhaps, I thought, I would love him and everything would fall into place. Perhaps with a child I could be content with safety, and normality, and a world without knives taped on mop heads.” A cold smile. “I still catch myself thinking that. I still think that maybe tomorrow will be the day where I can fall asleep with the lights on.”Suffocate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carmen’s features are stark and cold; like the chiseled lines of Soviet propaganda etched onto an icy street corner. A straight decided nose, high sharp cheekbones, and thin pinched lips. Her eyes are black. We sit together in a small, bare walled, room on a pair of fold up chairs.
I frown. “You mean off?”
“No. I mean on. During the war