#Glory's Travails

[weirdlet]

It's Tuesday night, I just got home from work and I have a half-day tomorrow, we are storming the dragon's lair before he can turn himself into a god, and I am LIVING

after defeating the fire giant king, giant support for the dragon is much lower, but he still have a few minions guarding his lair. We're teleported to the frozen island that holds the volcano where he dwells, and sneaking up the carved staircases in the mountainside. The weather is awful, to the point Glory gains a level of exhaustion. We see three frost giants guarding the path, and are now trying to figure out whether to try and take them out, or get around them.

....the attempt to distract the giants gets them to sound the alarm. But nevertheless, we persist and because the distraction wasn't US per se, we still get a surprise round.

-the giants have summoned stony minions from the pillars, as well as statues of a frost and a fire giant.

One of the giants attempts to swat Glory out of the sky, fumbles, and on his way down slips and falls prone. Glory laughs at him from his position in the air. Then he dives on him. Then he stabs him.

And rolls a nat 20, critical hit, with 8d6 sneak attack damage. 90 FUCKING points of damage in one shot.

That giant is no longer an issue.

The second giant is magically imprisoned, and the third- must be around here somewhere, line of sight on this map is a mess. But Trinidad the tortle barbarian is ready to descend like a meteor on their kneecaps. And the stone defenders. Maeve is also getting into the mix with those, and things are heating up.

On looking at the combat tracker, I can see a bit of what's waiting for us in the wings- it turns out the ancient red wyrm's name that I've been mishearing is called Hoornmdargh. And it turns out that fighting the giants has prevented them from turning on magical barriers that would prevent further entry up the mountain. Trinidad and Maeve are laying all about them, Alain the revenant is throwing daggers, and Sorianna is mentally magically tormenting that one poor giant until Glory stabs him a lot.

And THEN something shows up- the red Abishai- some ungodly half-dragon looking motherfucker that's *also* flying, and shows up right behind Glory and bites the fuck out of him. And hits him with a mace. And is generally a pain in the ass, until Glory turns around and stabs him and then flaps away to try and suck down a healing potion. Trinidad uses his superstrength to lasso this Abishai thing and haul him to the ground, there to stomp on, aided by Maeve in another beautiful circle-beat-down. Just because he's down, though, doesn't mean he's out- he evades a massive smite and starts throwing punches and mace-blows, and tries to misty-step away- only he's still roped. Even so, he gets away, and is gunning for Sorianna the mage- but even so he ends up surrounded. He roars, but Maeve's aura lends us all courage- and from above, Glory drops out of the sky sword-first. Between the lot of us, we hack him to pieces.

The strange creature had a ring with two keys on it. We go to the statues that were mentioned, which did not in fact get animated but apparently were the things that controlled the magical barriers- but one of the keys opens the doors to the lair-

revealing a dragonling. It's just barely our size, and Glory brazens right up to it-

and with Panache, says "Listen, sweet thing- we're about to make a whole big mess in here. How would you like to inherit early?"

The dragonling blinks, considers, and goes and curls up underneath a giant-sized worktable.

We sneak ahead down the hall, overhearing Giantish and catching sight of a couple of fire giant guards around the corners. We wait, calculate our moment- and leap out and murder the shit out of them. Even so, they call for reinforcements- a hill giant and a bunch of azer, fire-dwarves. The azer attempt to form a shield wall, but are already losing numbers while above everyone's heads, Glory proceeds to stab and irritate the hill giant who can't swing his hands fast enough to pluck the tiefling out of the sky. He then throws a boulder at the lot of us- which lands.

In the middle of the shield wall.

We're in the process of dealing with that, when a mage of all things in the middle of another shieldwall of azer starts throwing cold spells at us. Glory dive-bombs him and scoots away- only to get frozen into a winterfest ornament stuck to the ceiling. It is cold. He is hurt. But he takes that moment to breathe, and center himself- and spend several hit dice- and prepare for the moment he's free again.

Sorianna, the bladesinger wizard, steps into the middle of those azer and pulls off some kind of whirlwind of blades. Steel Wind Strike. It's badass. She cuts through most of them and then heads for the wizard with murder in her eye. Alain joins her and it's a fantastic battle-couple moment before Henri Haste's (I will never understand these names) head topples off of his neck.

After the battle clears up, we wave to the little dragonling we'd convinced not to fight, and ask it if there are many more like it. About a dozen, it says, and they were already on the fence of whether or not to fight and be in Hoornmdargh's good graces, or sit it out and be in our good graces. Glory persuades it that he's seem elder dragons eat their young before, and there's no great reward to be had sticking with their progenitor. The dragonling and its hidden friend nod and them scamper.

In the next hall, we find a cafeteria full of azer, and Glory rolls a natural 20 roaring that they should surrender. Maeve and Sorianna attempt to back him up with limited success, only for Alain to come in and start stabbing. Sorianna follows that with a Shatter spell.

And even so- with a second impassioned bellow, they start throwing down weapons and leaving. The rest of the gang lets them go, and while we can't be sure if they're telling others to stay or go, but the effort was made to spare those we didn't have to kill.

A quick exploration later, we've found the mage's room and quickly tossed it, and a door flanked by dragon statues with a volcano symbol. We take a breather, kick in the door to a smithy full of lava- and that's where we end for the night!

-she lied, lyingly. Our one guy got back on and so we'll get a few rounds in. This smithy is full of an active ritual intended to ascend the dragon to godhood- there's a giant statue of a humanoid dragon, treasures that are being sacrificed on the giant anvil, and according to what we know there has to be humanoid sacrifice going on elsewhere in this complex.

Sorianna casts Shatter on the statue, whose ankles fall apart and whose body falls such that it creates a bridge over the lava for us to walk on. The actual dragon lounging in the corner says 'Go away' and bathes the enTIRE ROOM IN FIRE NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKING BIG THAT CONE WAS. HOLY SHIT.

Some hasty retroactive fire protection potions keep Sorianna from dying instantly. Maeve knocks over the table full of treasures in order to goad the dragon into leaving his cozy little island and getting where we can hurt him. This is suitably dramatic and Inspiring, as in, we all get Inspiration points from witnessing it. Glory gets into the room, flapping above it all, and shouts at Hoornmdargh in Draconic to the effect that he's lazy and useless and Glory can fly rings around him.

Alain teleports himself next to the dragon. This is sure to go well. Ker-stab, and hopefully not instant squash. He gets tail-slapped into the air above the lava, and thankfully has some floaty magic going on. Meanwhile, three elementals are attacking Trinidad from *out* of the lava, and great googly moogly I swear things are about to go to shit.

#glory's travails #d&d shenanigans

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

Here is My Chosen Servant

1 Behold my servant, whom I uphold; my elect, in whom my soul delights; I have put my spirit upon him: he shall bring forth justice to the Gentiles.

2 He shall not cry, nor lift up, nor cause his voice to be heard in the street.

3 A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench: he shall bring forth justice unto truth.

4 He shall not fail nor be discouraged, till he has established justice in the earth: and the coastlands shall wait for his law.

5 Thus says God the LORD, he that created the heavens, and stretched them out; he that spread forth the earth, and that which comes out of it; he that gives breath unto the people upon it, and spirit to them that walk in it:

6 I the LORD have called you in righteousness, and will hold your hand, and will keep you, and give you for a covenant to the people, for a light to the Gentiles;

7 To open the blind eyes, to bring out the prisoners from the prison, and them that sit in darkness out of the prison house.

8 I am the LORD: that is my name: and my glory will I not give to another, neither my praise to graven images.

9 Behold, the former things have come to pass, and new things do I declare: before they spring forth I tell you of them.

A New Song of Praise

10 Sing unto the LORD a new song, and his praise from the ends of the earth, you that go down to the sea, and all that is in it; the coastlands, and its inhabitants.

11 Let the wilderness and its cities lift up their voice, the villages that Kedar does inhabit: let the inhabitants of Sela sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains.

12 Let them give glory unto the LORD, and declare his praise in the coastlands.

13 The LORD shall go forth as a mighty man, he shall stir up jealousy like a man of war: he shall cry, yea, shout aloud; he shall prevail against his enemies.

14 I have long time held my peace; I have been still, and restrained myself: now will I cry like a travailing woman; I will destroy and devour at once.

15 I will lay waste the mountains and hills, and dry up all their vegetation; and I will turn the rivers into islands, and I will dry up the pools.

16 And I will bring the blind by a way that they knew not; I will lead them in paths that they have not known: I will make darkness light before them, and crooked things straight. These things will I do unto them, and not forsake them.

17 They shall be turned back, they shall be greatly ashamed, that trust in graven images, that say to the molten images, you are our gods.

Israel is Deaf and Blind

18 Hear, you deaf; and look, you blind, that you may see.

19 Who is blind, but my servant? or deaf, as my messenger whom I sent? who is blind as he who is perfect, and blind as the LORD'S servant?

20 Seeing many things, but you observe not; opening the ears, but he hears not.

21 The LORD is well pleased for his righteousness' sake; he will magnify the law, and make it honorable.

22 But this is a people robbed and plundered; they are all of them snared in holes, and they are hid in prison houses: they are for a prey, and none delivers; for a spoil, and none says, Restore.

23 Who among you will give ear to this? who will hearken and hear for the time to come?

24 Who gave Jacob for a spoil, and Israel to the robbers? did not the LORD, he against whom we have sinned? for they would not walk in his ways, neither were they obedient unto his law.

25 Therefore he has poured upon him the fury of his anger, and the strength of battle: and it has set him on fire all around, yet he knew not; and it burned him, yet he laid it not to heart. — Isaiah 42 | King James 2000 Bible (KJB2K) The King James 2000 Bible, copyright © Doctor of Theology Robert A. Couric 2000, 2003. All rights reserved. Cross References: Genesis 49:10; Exodus 3:15; Exodus 15:3; 1 Samuel 6:5; Job 40:11; Psalm 50:21; Psalm 81:13; Psalm 97:7; Psalm 107:33; Psalm 138:2; Isaiah 5:29; Isaiah 12:5; Isaiah 29:18; Isaiah 41:23; Jeremiah 9:12; Matthew 3:16-17; Matthew 12:19-20; Matthew 13:13; Luke 1:78-79; Luke 2:32; John 9:7; Acts 17:24-25; Romans 2:21; Revelation 5:9

#chosen #servant #song of Praise #Israel #deaf #blind #Isaiah 42 #Book of Isaiah #Old Testament #KJB2K #King James 2000 Bible

[albertfinch]

January 20, 2024 - Exhortation

There are things that He has purposed for you (your calling in Christ); there are things the Lord wants to strengthen you to believe for again. In His glory and power, there is no limitation. Because of His inexhaustible supply, you can see limits lifted off. You can see great and mighty things take place because of the measureless realm of God.

This is the time for you to cross the threshold into personal revival. Will you come into agreement with what He desires to do through you?

Revival is not a marketing catchphrase or even a series of meetings held at a church. It is a supernatural intervention of God. Revival is the Holy Spirit blowing His breath and resuscitating something that has become lifeless. It is available to anyone who will pursue God with all their heart. (Jeremiah 29:12-13)

Lift your vision higher. Set your expectation on the Lord. As you SEE with the new eyes HE has given you in this season -- SEE the enlargement. Not only will you receive what you have believed for -- you will receive more than you can imagine or dream of. 

Not only will God birth through you what He intends, but He will travail for you -- suddenly things will turn, and you will see them come to pass without even understanding how it is possible.  

"...imitate those who through faith and patience inherit what has been promised." (Hebrews 6:12)

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

#calling #destiny #revival #daily word #devotional #inspiration #holy spirit

[kylo-wrecked]

{ cont'd from here, because i, like some people, had no chill }

Tenements creaked like broken bones. Old bones. Their windows whistled while the Domino Sugar Factory flipped the bird across the way. Pigeons and crows roosted on the tired arms of streetlamps, shaking out their wings. Dark pinions overlapped darker pinions in a black tangle, not unlike Ben's hair. The wind could've blown them away, man and Valkyrie both. Ben and his sharp teeth laughed at the sky. The stars, ghosts. Below, the East River laughed with him, rolling and hissing endlessly.

His laugh was curt, there and then gone, and he regarded Brunnhilde, this sliver of moonlight with the hardness of a diamond, pursing his lips in thought. Ben was listening.

Maybe selectively. Maybe with what was left of his soul. Maybe he felt as the Valkyrie did. Maybe not—maybe they didn't want the same things. Maybe he didn't give a good God damn. Nor had he ever wanted glories, ashes, feathers, and fallen sisters. He didn't care for such things any more than he'd cared for flying business class.

Ben Solo was made for the travails and tragedies of fruitless human endeavor. He was made to rot. Was she? From what she described, Ragnarok seemed like another exercise in futility: it meant nothing. Even gods destroyed themselves. 

Even gods answered questions with questions. 

When Brunnhilde pierced Ben with her gaze and asked her questions, he provided a statement. 

"Home is sound and the color it makes. That's me."

Ben was also made for music. His fingers, their seemingly preternatural familiarity with stringed instruments, the branching pathways in his brain, drawing shape and flavor from things not meant to have form, taste, or tincture. 

Additionally, he might have thought he was made for reality, the state of things as they exist, even when they have wings.  

"You? You sound like a woman," he said, shrugging at Brunnhilde, her pretty pissed-off face. "Maybe you belong to yourself now. Maybe your home is being angry. How the shit should I know? You 'belong to nothing?' Then why're you so proud? You ever think of that?"

Tapped at his temple as the wind ruffled through those black locks, and the pigeons cooed, and the crows laughed along as they ascended from the sudden smell of rain. 

"Do you have feathers up there, too?" 

#valkxrie #m. au | music!verse ben: nowhere man #r. of those who sold the world

[madamlaydebug]

Alchemy is both a physical and spiritual science, according to the Philosophers, the physical is a "shadow" of the spiritual. Physical Alchemy is considered to be a true science and a paragon which leads to the true Light of Nature. Here Mr.Kuhn sheds some light on the spiritual allegory as it relates to ancient Scriptures.....his work is highly recommended for a return to the understanding of the cryptic meaning of Ancient myths and texts:

"Armed with this unquenchable fire which is intellect, we are sent on earth to inhabit a body which is described as a watery and miry swamp. The body is nearly eighty percent water! It is the duty of the fiery spark to enlighten the whole dark realm of mortal life, to transmute by its alchemical power the baser dross of animal propensity into the finer motivation of love and brotherhood. This life is a purgation--Purgatory--because it is a process of burning and tempering crude animal elements into the pure gold of spiritual light. In Egyptian scriptures the twelve sons of Ra (the twelve sons of Jacob, and the twelve tribes of Israel) were called the 'twelve saviors of the treasure of light.' An Egyptian text reads: 'This is the sun within us, the seminal source of light. Do not dim its luster or cause it to suffer eclipse.' And another runs: 'Give ye glory as to the sun; he is the chief, the only one coming from the body, the head of those who belong to the race of the sun.'

With this force of fire we must uplift the lower man and transmute his nature into the spiritual glow of love and intelligence. With it we must turn the water of the lower nature into the wine of spiritual force. Around it we must aggregate the refined material which we shall build into that temple of the soul, that body of the resurrection, the great garment of solar light, in which we shall rise out of the tomb of the physical corpus and ascend with the angels. This is the radiant Augoeides of the Greeks, the Sahu of the Egyptians, in which the soul wings its flight aloft like the phoenix, after rending the veil of the temple of the body. It is our garment of immortality, the seamless robe of glory, in prospect of which we groan and travail, says St. Paul, as we earnestly desire to be clothed upon with the garment of incorruption. As flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of heaven, we must fashion for our tenancy there this body of solar glory, in whose self-generated light we may live eternally, having overcome the realms of darkness, or spiritualized the body. Jesus prays the Father to grant unto him that glory that he had with him before the world was, and his prayer is fulfilled in the formation of the spirit body out of the elements of the sun."

-Alvin Boyd Kuhn

[childofchrist1983]

What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth? I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it. He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end. - Ecclesiastes 3:9-11 KJV

I find this Bible passage in the Book of Ecclesiastes interesting, because of the line in it that states that God has "set eternity in their hearts." It reminds me of a saying by St. Augustine, "The heart is restless until it rests in Thee." There is something within us that knows that there is something more; something we keep striving for, something just beyond our reach.

People try to satisfy this yearning with all sorts of different things. Some turn to shopping, or trying different relationships that don't seem to satisfy. Some use sex, others alcohol or drugs. Others use food, thinking that it will fill the void. But until we find God, we still have that empty feeling within us. The interesting thing is that once we have God in our lives and fully trust in Him and His love for us, we stop trying to fill up that empty spot in our hearts. We are then free to engage in healthy relationships with people who value the same things we do. We can recognize habits that cause us pain rather than joy, and can give them up.

God placed eternity in our hearts so that we would search for Him until we have found Him. Once we open our hearts to Him and His Truth and we humble ourselves before Him in heartfelt repentance and belief, everything falls into place in our lives. It's not that we won't have anymore problems or suffer, but it does mean that we're not alone in the storm. Whatever life brings us, we can make it through, because we know He is with us and we trust God and His promises. This eternity within us and the grace of God and His Holy Word and Spirit gives us confidence in Him and His promise of eternal life in Heaven.

God loves His creation so much that you put this longing for you deep within our hearts, so that we would seek Him and be saved, becoming His children. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for giving us the gift of His presence and the promise of eternal life with Him in His Kingdom of Heaven. Everyday, we must thank Him for the grace that He poured out for us on the cross. He has freed us from the burdens of sin and guilt. May He help us to always walk in His grace and Holy Spirit, not by our own measure. May He give us the humble humility to know that our freedom and eternal salvation is found only in Him, so that His grace may sustain us, and we may never lose sight of His love and light and mercy. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for calling us to Him and to serve Him. May He equip us to do all that He has called us to do so that as He works through us, He may use us to produce fruit, to reach others, and to encourage all brothers and sisters in Christ. May He work all of these things in us and through us for His Kingdom and His glory. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for all His creation, for His miraculous ways and for everything He does and has done for us! Keep the faith and keep moving forward in your walk with Jesus!

Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His Holy Word and for sending His Holy Spirit so that we might have His grace, not only to awaken us and transform our hearts in our spiritual rebirth and guarantee our eternity with Him, but to also call upon Him whenever we are in need. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for all the reminders of His love and mercy and faithfulness within His Holy Word. He is bigger than any challenge or circumstance in our lives. Knowing this within our minds and our hearts, nothing can deter our faith in Him and His Truth. May we all accept Him and His eternal gift of salvation and ask that He would transform our hearts and lives according to His will and ways. Thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His Holy Spirit who saves, seals and leads us. May we always thank Father God Almighty and the LORD Jesus Christ for His almighty power and saving grace. For He is our strength, and He alone is able to save us, forgive our sins and gift us eternal salvation and entry into His Kingdom of Heaven.

May we make sure that we give our hearts and lives to God and take time to seek and praise Him and share His Truth with the world daily. May the LORD our God and Father in Heaven help us to stay diligent and obedient and help us to guard our hearts in Him and His Holy Word daily. May He help us to remain faithful and full of excitement to do our duty to Him and for His glorious return and our reunion in Heaven as well as all that awaits us there. May we never forget to thank the LORD our God and our Creator and Father in Heaven for all this and everything He does and has done for us! May we never forget who He is, nor forget who we are in Christ and that God is always with us! What a mighty God we serve! What a Savior this is! What a wonderful Lord, God, Savior and King we have in Jesus Christ! What a loving Father we have found in Almighty God! What a wonderful God we serve! His will be done!

Thanks and glory be to God! Blessed be the name of the LORD! Hallelujah and Amen!

[truetgirl]

Screw it, I feel like sharing, so here are some heroforge models I've made over the years and am actually still kinda satisfied with/proud of.

Basic backstories under the cut, if you're interested.

1 & 2: Winter Parrin. Feylock, multiclassed into bard, and my current D&D character. She's a creature of stories, this one. Fairy tales are a big part of the reason she's still drawing breath; both those she's read and those she's lived. She's also chaotic at heart, but cruel fate has cursed her to be team mom. The wings were part of a session of "our DM gives us sick abilities" after a major story beat, and I'm trying to lean into her becoming a bit less human, a little more fey as time goes on.

3: Lisseia Cole. A half-elf beast barbarian I never got to play, and more's the pity, because I wanted to find out what that DM had in mind for her backstory's gaps. It involved an archmage father, a terrible fire, years spent drifting as an orphan, and a mysterious shadow following her. That's what I handed the DM and told them "surprise me" with. Gods, the unfulfilled potential.

4: Cirania Starchaser. A high-elf redeemer from a long-defunct campaign (messy, messy drama with one of the other players). She was a noble scion of a people whose empire had fallen, but who still believed in their superiority. Being brought low and living in poverty in the lands of her people's former subjects gave her... new perspective. Taken in by a priestess of the twin gods of light and redemption and her family, Cira learned, tried to better herself, and set forth hoping to mend old wounds and show her people a way to better themselves.

5: Spite. Not the name her mother gave her, but the one she chose after her mother was killed before her eyes. She is an avenger, retribution in tiefling form, and she is coming for all those who seek to hurt her kind, and for the diabolic bastards that dealt them their lot in the first place. One day, I will find the right place to play her.

6: Mags, short for Magnificence, is a cad and a scoundrel. A glory paladin on one hand, seeking to make her mark, and a lore bard on the other, singing and reveling in the stories of the great heroes whose ranks she hopes to one day join. But, of course, there's still time for much drink and the company many beautiful women along the way.

7: Tana Duskglow. A straightforward glory paladin made for a one-shot, she was quite keen to get down to the fighting and the saving of damsels.

8 & 9: Maven Alesig. My Innistradi fanwalker, once a priestess of Avacyn, she sparked when her empathic magic failed her in the travails, and in so doing allowed the children under her protection to die. Her first planeswalk was to the Cathedral of Serra on Dominaria, and there she recovered and trained as a knight. A version of her has also been transplanted into SWTOR, and is the padawan of Thali, the main character of Millie over at @arvadthecursed.

#kelly things #magic the gathering #mtg #dnd #d&d #dungeons & dragons #ocs #my ocs

[alexlacquemanne]

Février MMXXIV

Films

Maigret voit rouge (1963) de Gilles Grangier avec Jean Gabin, Michel Constantin, Vittorio Sanipoli, Paul Frankeur, Guy Decomble, Françoise Fabian, Paulette Dubost, Laurence Badie, Roland Armontel et Jacques Dynam

L’Étau (Topaz) (1969) d'Alfred Hitchcock avec Frederick Stafford, Dany Robin, Claude Jade, Michel Subor, Karin Dor, John Vernon, Michel Piccoli, Philippe Noiret et John Forsythe

Flic Story (1975) de Jacques Deray avec Alain Delon, Jean-Louis Trintignant, Renato Salvatori, Claudine Auger, Maurice Biraud, André Pousse, Mario David et Paul Crauchet

Poupoupidou (2011) de Gérald Hustache-Mathieu avec Jean-Paul Rouve, Sophie Quinton, Guillaume Gouix, Olivier Rabourdin, Joséphine de Meaux, Arsinée Khanjian, Clara Ponsot et Éric Ruf

Air Force One (1997) de Wolfgang Petersen avec Harrison Ford, Gary Oldman, Glenn Close, Wendy Crewson, Liesel Matthews, Paul Guilfoyle, William H. Macy et Dean Stockwell

Bob Marley: One Love (2024) de Reinaldo Marcus Green avec Kingsley Ben-Adir, Lashana Lynch, James Norton, Henry Douthwaite, Sevana, Hector Lewis et Tosin Cole

Sister Act (1992) d'Emile Ardolino avec Whoopi Goldberg, Maggie Smith, Kathy Najimy, Wendy Makkena, Mary Wickes, Harvey Keitel, Bill Nunn et Robert Miranda

Astérix : Le Domaine des dieux (2014) d'Alexandre Astier et Louis Clichy avec Roger Carel, Lorànt Deutsch, Guillaume Briat, Alexandre Astier, Alain Chabat, Élie Semoun, Géraldine Nakache, Artus de Penguern, Lionnel Astier et François Morel

Race for Glory: Audi vs. Lancia (2024) de Stefano Mordini avec Riccardo Scamarcio, Daniel Brühl, Volker Bruch, Katie Clarkson-Hill, Esther Garrel, Gianmaria Martini : Hannu Mikkola et Haley Bennett

Buster (1988) de David Green avec Phil Collins, Julie Walters, Larry Lamb, Stephanie Lawrence, Ellie Beaven, Michael Attwell, Ralph Brown et Anthony Quayle

Laura (1944) d'Otto Preminger avec Gene Tierney, Dana Andrews, Clifton Webb, Vincent Price, Judith Anderson, Dorothy Adams et Lane Chandler

Séries

Affaires sensibles

Présidentielle de 1995 : un scandale d'Etat - Michèle Mouton, le Groupe B et les Finlandais volants - Les Ecoutes de la République - La secte du temple solaire, le drame d’une société secrète - Munich 1972 : destin tragique d'un rêve olympique - Les révoltés des Jeux olympiques - Le crash de la Germanwings - Alexandre Litvinenko, victime d’un permis de tuer - Martin Luther King : la naissance d’une icône - Martin Luther King : du rêve au cauchemar - Dans l'ombre de Gérard Lebovici - Macron 2017, le traitre méthodique - Kurt Cobain, portrait d’une génération - Crash au mont Saint Odile

Maguy Saison 1

Rose et Marguerite, c'est le bouquet - Babar et Bécassine se mènent en bateau - Docteur j'abuse - L'union fait le divorce - L'annonce faite à Maguy - Le coupe-Georges - Amoral, morale et demie - Cinquante bougies, ça vous éteint ! - A visage redécouvert'' - Le serment d'hypocrite - Tu me trompes ou je me trompe ? - Comment boire sans déboires - Un veuf brouillé - Le père Noël dans ses petits souliers - L'emprunt ruse - Tous les couples sont permis - L'amant de la famille - Travail, famille, pas triste - Blague de fiançailles - Macho, boulot, dodo - Mi-flic, mi-raisin - Trop polyvalent pour être honnête - La traîtresse de maison - Les trois font la paire - Un grain peut en cacher un autre - La quittance déloyale - Belle-mère, tel fils - Manège à quatre - Comme un neveu sur la soupe - Toutou, mais pas ça ! - A corde et à cri - Jamais deux sans quatre - L'amant comme il respire - Le chômage, ça vous travaille ? - La faillite nous voilà ! - Le divin divan - Toubib or not toubib - L'écolo est fini - Loto, route du bonheur

La croisière s'amuse Saison 2

Un contrat en or - Le Magicien - Copie confuse - Un travail d'équipe - Accrochez-vous au bastingage - Le Célèbre Triangle - Joyeux Anniversaire : première partie - Il y a si longtemps déjà - Passion - Un coup de roulis - Docteur, vous êtes fou - La Petite Illusion - Donne moi ma chance - Qui vivra verra - Réunion de travail : deuxième partie - Méfiez vous de votre meilleure amie - Vague à l'âme - L'amour est aveugle - Chassé croisé

Downton Abbey Saison 6

À l'aube d'un nouveau monde - Le Piège des émotions - En pleine effervescence - Une histoire moderne - Plus de peur que de mal - En toute franchise - Aller de l'avant - Les Sœurs ennemies - Le Plus Beau des cadeaux

Kaamelott Livre IV

Le Jeu de la guerre - Le Rêve d’Ygerne - Les Chaperons - L’Habitué - Le Camp romain - L’Usurpateur - Loth et le Graal - Le Paladin - Perceval fait ritournelle - La Dame et le Lac - Beaucoup de bruit pour rien - L’Ultimatum - Le Oud II - La Répétition - Le Discours - Le Choix de Gauvain - Fluctuat nec mergitur - Le Face-à-face : première partie - Le Face-à-face : deuxième partie - L’Entente cordiale - L’Approbation - Alone in the Dark II - La Blessure d’Yvain - Corpore sano II - L’Enchanteur - Les Bien Nommés - La Prisonnière - Les Paris III - Les Plaques de dissimulation - Le Vice de forme - Le Renoncement première partie - Le Renoncement deuxième partie - L’Inspiration - Les Endettés - Double Dragon - Le Sauvetage - Le Désordre et la Nuit

Coffre à Catch

#153 : Finlay, le retour ! - #154 : Gloire aux Heels ! - #155 : Les débuts historiques de Sheamus ! - #156 : Les Bella Twins arrivent à la ECW ! - #18 ; CM Punk continue d'impressionner & quelqu'un fait du vélo ! - #12 : Le Push de CM Punk + Bsahtek le Bikini !

Castle Saison 4

Sexpionnage - Jeux de pouvoir - Une vie de chien - Le Papillon Blue - Pandore, première partie - Pandore, deuxième partie - Il était une fois un crime - Danse avec la mort - 47 secondes - Au service de sa majesté - Chasseurs de têtes - Mort vivant - Jusqu'à la mort s'il le faut

Les Brigades du Tigre Saison 1

Ce siècle avait sept ans… - Nez de chien - Les Vautours - Visite incognito - La Confrérie des loups - La Main noire

Alfred Hitchcock présente Saison 2, 6

Incident de parcours - Pièce de musée - Reconnaissance

The Grand Tour Saison 5

Trop de sable

La ville Noire

Première partie - Deuxième partie

Les Petits Meurtres d'Agatha Christie Saison 3

Mortel Karma

Spectacles

Monsieur chasse (1978) de Alain Feydeau avec Michel Roux, William Sabatier, Françoise Fleury, Yvonne Gaudeau, Pierre Mirat, Xavier Vanderberghe, Michel Mayou, Bernard Durand et Roland Oberlin

La Bagatelle (1977) de Jean Meyer avec Amarande, Patrick Préjean, Jacques Balutin, Brigitte Chamarande Bel, René Lefevre, Pierre Aufrey et Didier Roussel

Femmes en colère (2023) de Stéphane Hillel avec Lisa Martino, Gilles Kneusé, Hugo Lebreton, Nathalie Boutefeu, Fabrice de la Villehervé, Sophie Artur, Clément Koch, Magali Lange, Aude Thirion et Béatrice Michel

La Pélerine écossaise (1972) de Sacha Guitry avec Jean Piat, Geneviève Casile, Philippe Etesse, Robert Manuel, Raymond Baillet, Françoise Petit, Alain Souchères, Janine Roux et Ly Sary

Livres

Piège de chaleur de Richard Castle

Spirou et Fantasio, tome 15 : Z comme Zorglub de André Franquin, Jidéhem et Greg

Kaamelott, tome 1 : L'Armée du Nécromant d'Alexandre Astier, Benoît Bekaert et Steven Dupré

OSS 117 : Tactique Arctique de Jean Bruce

Astérix, tome 17 : Le Domaine des dieux de René Goscinny et Albert Uderzo

#mediatheque #fevrier24

[scotianostra]

John Barbour, the early Scottish poet, died on March 13th 1395.

Barbour was a Poet, churchman and scholar, probably born in Aberdeen, where he spent most his life and held the position of Archdeacon. He was granted passage to study at Oxford and Paris. Several poems have been attributed to Barbour, one of which, The Stewartis Originall, relates the fictitious pedigree of the Stewarts back to Banquo and his son Fleance, yes they were real characters and not just made up by Shakespeare!

  His long patriotic poem The Brus, awarded a prize of 10 pounds by the King Robert II, is his most famous work. It supplies some facts of Robert the Bruce, many of which are told in anecdotal style and emphasises Bruce’s exploits in freeing Scotland from English rule. This poem is also where we can find the quotation “A! Fredome is a noble thing!”

  Barbour’s The Brus (The Bruce) is considered to stand right at the beginning of Scots literature and history, since it is the oldest Scots manuscript still in existence. It is an epic poem which tells the bloody tale of King Robert the Bruce, Sir James of Douglas and Edward Bruce and their fight for Scottish independence from a ruthless Edward I of England who wanted Scotland (along with Wales and France) to become part of his kingdom. The poem includes a graphic depiction of the Battle of Bannockburn, and also relates the skulduggery and intrigue that surrounded Robert the Bruce in his accession to the Scottish throne. The language is essentially that of 14th century Scotland – which by my clock makes it over 600 years old. A lot can happen to a language in 600 years. Reading it now it’s difficult to get past the weird spellings, obscure words, twisted sentence structure, etc. But if you read it aloud (not recommended in libraries), or read it into yourself and try to hear the words as they are written, then you have won half the battle.

  Here is an excerpt, and translation from The Brus

  …and led thar lyff in gret travaill

and oft in hard stour off batail

lwan gret price off chevalry

and war voydyt off cowardy

as wes king robert off scotland

that hardy wes off hart and hand

and gud schir james off douglas

that in his tyme sa worthy was

that off hys price and hys bounte

in ser landis renownyt wes he

off thaim I thynk this buk to ma

now god gyff grace that I may swa

tret it and bryng till endyng

that I say nocht bot suthfast thing

translates roughly to Who led their life through great troubles,

Often in the hard struggles of battle,

And won the great prize of chivalry

And never knew what it was to be cowardly.

Such was King Robert of Scotland

Who was strong of heart and hand,

And good Sir James Douglas,

A worthy man in his time,

Who for his esteem and his generosity

Was famous in far off lands.

I make this book with them in mind.

Now God give me the grace that I may

Write it well and bring it to the end

Telling you nothing but the truth.

Imagine the world back then, to technology at all, the church was your main, if only, source of news, in the years after The Brus, the country was flushed with victory and to hear the stories of the struggles of their grandfathers, this poem sang the glories of freedom, and pictured the civic and knightly virtues of Bruce and Douglas. It’s largely thanks to this work that we know s much about King Robert and The Good Sir James.

  Barbour called it a romance, it is regarded as being in essential points a faithful history, and was so received by generations of readers.  Walter Scott  used it for the basis of several of his books and every book that has been written about this period of Scottish history since, has used The Brus as a basis of their research. Barbour spent much of his later life as a courtier to Robert II, who commisioned The Brus and The Stewartis  Originall,  although the latter is highly embellished to put the Stewarts in a much better light, Robert II being the first of their line would have been the source for Barbour to write the story. As well as the ten pound he received for writing The Brus, the King also granted Barbour a pension of a pound a year for the rest of his life. He went on to write a number of other poems, though most have been lost and the authorship of others is debated. The 33,000 line poem Legends of the Saints was probably written by him, as was as The Scots Buik of the most noble and vailyzeand Conqueror Alexander the Great.

  Many view him as the father of Scots language poetry. As well as being in Robert II court, Barbour continued to fulfil his duties at St Machars’ Cathedral until the early 1390s, and he died in Aberdeen in 1395, a plaque in the city remembers him.

  The pictures include one of the two earliest surviving manuscripts of The Brus, it shows a description of the initial phases of the battle of Bannockburn. This is a copy made by  John Ramsay, Prior of the Carthusian monks at Perth, made this copy of the poem in 1489 and is held at The National Library of Scotland. The link takes you to the NLS page with and interesting timeline and links to important documents held in their archives

The second pic is on the walls of The National Portrait gallery, a magnificent frieze of Scottish history, the aforementioned plaque, that can be found at Castle Street, Aberdeen, and finally the slap at the top of the mound fittingly marking the steps up to Makar’s  Court in Edinburgh’s Old Town, the full stanza reads

  A! Fredome is a noble thing! Fredome mays man to haiff liking. Fredome all solace to man giffis, He levys at es that frely levys!

It translates to

Freedom is a noble thing! Great happiness does freedom bring. All solace to a man it gives; He lives at ease that freely lives.

Pics are a memorial to John Barbour at St Machars, Aberdeen, an 18th century copy of his work in The National Museum of Scotland and the above mentioned inscription at The Mound, Edinburgh.

#scotland #scottish #religious figure #poet #writer #makar #history #medieval history

[weirdlet]

That was an interesting session.

We started off in media res, in the middle of the battle we'd left off in after last time. Surrounded on the deck of a ship built of bones, fighting Talos Anchorite cultists, our cleric paralyzed, our wizard down below convincing the soul of the (un)living ship to rebel, our health starting to get low.

First up, the barbarian tortle crawls back up on the deck, snatches the one-winged roc around the neck, and drags it down under. This thing has been trying to prise open his shell like an oyster for like four rounds, because apparently rocs are the tortle's natural predator/tortles are the roc's natural prey. But by golly, between the roc's unhinged stubbornness and Trinidad's natural swim-speed, we're about to see some shit go down out of that Farside cartoon with the frog strangling the crane trying to swallow it.

Eventually Carver gets unparalyzed- that first round seemed to take for absolute ever, and then getting free was the only thing he could do for another several rounds while things shot at him and, in fact, lightning-bolted him in the face.

I spent the majority of this fight yoyoing up and down from three hitpoints, people.

But his second and last Channel Divinity (Preserve Life) of the day gets parceled out to each party member he can see, and in the midst of the chaos, the dice may not like us but they like the cultists even less. We are- just barely- surviving as we get stabbed and shot at, and meanwhile as our wizard and the NPC bard she rescued keep convincing the death knight that runs the boat to take a vacation, the boat starts lurching and things start exploding in the powder keg. We cut it down to the wire, the last round dancing on the edge of a knife of whether we take out these cultists or die ourselves ignominiously.

The death knight steps up on deck. Says fuck you Myrkull, but fuck Talos even more- and then an avatar of Talos shows up, lifting the boat a hundred feet in the air and twisting it in his hands because, as the roar of the storm states, the cult of Myrkull cannot be permitted to have it. Which is fine and good, but we are all very bleedy and not prepared to fly- but as the death-knight launches himself into the avatar of Talos, Sorianna Feather-Fall's us all and we make it safely to the rocks, where Trinidad eventually joins us after having drowned the roc in the stormy sea.

'Well there's somethin' ya don't see every day.'

Dragging ourselves back to shore, we find the orphaned kids of the devastated village, comfort them and patch ourselves as best we can. A little bit from every household is set into a boat and burned at sea, while the family names are put on a marker to commemorate the poor fishing village that was destroyed by necromancers and sahaugain. Tenth level hits while we're resting.

The kids come back with us to Leilon- they're immediately adopted by the orcish trossfrau. Carver goes home to Glory, Trinidad to his orcwife, and the rest are handling fallout as best they can. It turns out that the local cult-members of Myrkull and Talos were burned out- literally- by the priests of Lathandar who have been trying to set themselves up as local religious authority. We don't- actually have wild objections to the act, we have some serious worries about how they took it upon themselves to. Alain the revenant of Alistair shows up in their rooms in the middle of the night, scaring the everloving crap out of them and extracting promises to not do shit like that again, leaving them in damp beds crying to Lathandar to forgive their over-zealousness.

One of the things that we found after the fight was a journal stating the date, time and location of the imminent raising of Ebondeath as a dracolich. We've got about thirty days, one week of which we spend in our town, getting ready, leaving notice about how we're going off to fight a terrible evil and we may not be back.

The night before we're to leave, each of us has- a dream. Each one is different, but Carver's is of being born of a mass of flesh, of being evil from birth- and asked to describe the life he lives from there. I am- not as articulate as I would like, despite having spilled ink to myself over the homework assignment of 'what if your character went evil' because that was all predicated on going evil from the point they're at now. But there is mention of being a torturer and bodybreaker, of having no compunctions about breaking whoever is in front of him to get what he wants, doing unto others before they do unto him, etc.

Carver wakes, shaking and sick, before steeling himself and breathing through a mantra, allowing himself to acknowledge how upset it made him while reassuring himself that it wasn't real- and what was true, was in the past. Glory sleeps right through it all.

And then the DM has me roll on a chart.

The chart is titled Madness of Baphomet. I get an 86; “I see those who oppose me not as people, but beasts meant to be preyed upon.” Which, fitting for the past I've designed for him. But apparently there is now a darkness upon him, on all of us, which may be invoked at a later date.

The next morning, we say our goodbyes, and head off to the Swamp of Dead Men.

#glory's travails #D&D shenanigans

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

New Jerusalem

1 For Zion I shall not be still, and for Jerusalem I shall not rest, till the just man thereof go out as shining, and the saviour thereof be tended as a lamp. (For the sake of Zion I shall not be silent, and for the sake of Jerusalem I shall not rest, until its justice goeth out like the shining sun, and its deliverance, or its salvation, be tended like a lamp.)

2 And heathen men shall see thy just man, and all kings shall see thy noble man; and a new name, which the mouth of the Lord named, shall be called to thee. (And the heathen shall see thy justice, and all the kings shall see thy nobility; and thou shalt be called by a new name, which the mouth of the Lord shall proclaim.)

3 And thou shalt be a crown of glory in the hand of the Lord, and a diadem of the realm in the hand of thy God.

4 Thou shalt no more be called forsaken, and thy land shall no more be called desolate; but thou shalt be called My will in that, and thy land (That that) shall be inhabited; for it pleased the Lord in thee, and thy land shall be inhabited. (Thou shalt no more be called Deserted, and thy land shall no more be called Desolate, but thou shalt be called Hephzibah, or I am pleased, or delighted, with her, and thy land shall be called Beulah, or Married; for the Lord is pleased with thee, and thy land is wedded to him.)

5 For a young man shall dwell with a virgin, and thy sons shall dwell in thee; and the spouse shall have joy on the spouses, and thy God shall have joy on thee. (For like a young man shall live with a virgin, so thou, his sons and daughters, shall live with him; and like the spouse shall have joy in the spouses, so thy God shall have joy in thee.)

6 Jerusalem, I have ordained keepers on thy walls, all day and all night without end they shall not be still. Ye that think on the Lord, be not still, (Jerusalem, I have ordained guards upon thy walls, and they shall not keep silent day or night, but shall always be ready to sound the alarm. Ye who think upon the Lord, be not silent,)

7 and give ye not silence to him, till he stablish, and till he set Jerusalem (a) praising in (all) [the] earth.

8 The Lord swore in his right hand, and in the arm of his strength, I shall no more give thy wheat (to be) meat to thine enemies, and alien sons shall not drink thy wine, in which thou hast travailed. (The Lord swore by his right hand, and by the strength of his arm, saying, I shall no more give thy corn to be food for thy enemies, and foreigners, or strangers, shall not drink thy wine, for which thou hast laboured so.)

9 For they that shall gather it together, shall eat it, and shall praise the Lord; and they that bear it together, shall drink (it) in mine holy foreyards. (For they who shall gather it together, shall eat it, and shall praise the Lord; and they who shall bring it in, shall drink it in my holy courtyards.)

10 Pass ye, pass ye by the gates; make ye ready (a) way to the people, make ye a plain path; and choose ye [the] stones, and raise ye [up] a sign to peoples. (Go ye out, go ye out by the gates; make ye ready a way for my people, make ye a plain path; yea, clear ye away the stones, and raise ye up a sign for the nations.)

11 Lo! the Lord made heard in the last parts of the earth. Say ye to the daughter of Zion, Lo! thy saviour cometh; lo! his meed is with him, and his work is before him. (Lo! the Lord made it heard unto the ends of the earth: Say ye to the daughter of Zion, Lo! thy Saviour cometh; lo! his reward is with him, and his work is before him.)

12 And they shall call them the holy people, again-bought of the Lord. Forsooth thou shalt be called a city sought, and not forsaken. (And they shall call them the holy people, the redeemed of the Lord. And thou shalt be called a city sought out, and not abandoned.) — Isaiah 62 | Wycliffe's Bible (WYC) The Wycliffe Bible is in the public domain. Cross References: Exodus 19:6; Leviticus 26:16; Deuteronomy 28:31; Psalm 68:4; Psalm 74:2; Song of Solomon 3:11; Song of Solomon 4:8; Isaiah 1:26; Isaiah 11:10; Isaiah 18:1; Isaiah 26:2; Isaiah 28:5; Isaiah 54:1; Isaiah 54:6-7; Isaiah 55:2; Isaiah 65:13; Matthew 21:5; Luke 18:1; 1 Thessalonians 2:19; Hebrews 13:17; 1 Peter 2:9; Revelation 2:17; Revelation 3:12; Revelation 22:12

#Zion's salvation #new name #holy people #purchased #redeemed #the Lord #New Jerusalem #Isaiah 62 #Book of Isaiah #Old Testament #WYC #Wycliffe's Bible

[albertfinch]

INSTRUMENTAL IN REVEALING THE GLORY OF GOD

"And we know that the whole creation groans and travails in pain together until now. Not only that, but we also who have the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body." (Romans 8:22-23) The creation is releasing a groan, which is not a word but the SOUND of a spiritual birth. This SOUND is echoed in us as we yearn for the revelation of the glory of God. We are like instruments that resonate with the sound coming from heaven--the approaching rule of the King of Kings.

It is a SOUND which speaks and reveals knowledge to those with ears to hear. Now it should be no surprise God would clothe His mystery in sound. God speaks through creation and through redeemed man.

THE WORD OF GOD IS A PLUMB LINE

"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork. Day unto day utters speech, and night unto night reveals knowledge. There is no speech nor language where their voice is not heard. Their LINE has gone out through all the earth and their words to the end of the world." (Psalms 19:1-4a)

"The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Yes, I have a good inheritance." (Psalms 16:6)

The word "line" has been translated as "sound".

There is something about the sound of the Lord that brings order. It is a plumb line that makes every other command and authority seem pointless and insignificant. When soldiers were sent to arrest Jesus, they returned without Him. Their response was, "No one had ever spoken like this before." The sound of true authority is more powerful than that which would try to arrest it. The light shines in the darkness and the darkness is not able to overcome it. (John 1:5) When the sound of Heaven comes, it instinctively trumps every other sound.

The knowledge of the glory of God is the invisible power center of the Kingdom of God. The question is, "What does it look like, and what does it SOUND like?" It is important to distinguish that we are not speaking only of language, that is, words and phrases. These are organized to speak to the intellect of man. Rather, spiritual sound only becomes words and phrases in its final form. This is why one can prophesy on the drums and why musicians understand that instruments speak, though they never use words. If we are to receive and function with God, who is spirit, we must appreciate the way in which He speaks.

GOD USES SOUND

Sound is a chief ingredient in the things God builds. When He builds, He does not use brick and mortar, He uses sound. Again, sound was used to assemble the creation. "Then God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light." (Genesis 1:3) Today, when God builds, He continues to do so using sound. When He determines to do something, He begins by "calling those things which are not as though they were." Thus, sound is instrumental in revealing the glory of God. At this time in particular, our hearts are being drawn to the sound of the Lord. Jesus said, "The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit." (John 3:8) The wind is known by its SOUND, and by its effect. Whenever the Spirit moves there is a spiritual SOUND coming from the spirit realm.

Today the believing community is growing in the capacity to release His sound. More and more clarity is emerging, helping us define what it is to walk in the authority of the Spirit. We have begun to understand it is not a matter of formulas, nor is it a matter of "correct words", but it is a spiritual sound aligning with the heart and nature of God.  "For the kingdom of God is not in word, but in power." (1 Corinthians 4:20)

ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY

#jesus #calling #destiny #purpose #bible #devotional #daily word #revelation #inspiration #holy spirit

[psalmonesermons]

When I make up my jewels Part 1

Malachi 3:16-18

Lessons from the Scottish Revival 1948-52

Message given at House of Prayer, Carlow, Ireland- (Prophetic Word)– 7th June 2000.

He is ready to gather the emeralds for His crown.

Understanding intercession and revival

Two of the greatest revivals in the 20th century were the Welsh and the Lewis/Hebridean revivals, both involving Celtic peoples.

Has God forgotten the Irish?

God loves the Irish!

Why has Satan laboured so hard to divide and destroy Ireland.

The spirit of Herod is still at work, trying to destroy that which is newly born in the body of Christ.

Will the coming Irish revival touch the whole earth?

Malachi 3

16 Then they that feared the LORD spake often one to another: and the LORD hearkened,

and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the

LORD, and that thought upon his name.

17 And they shall be mine, saith the LORD of hosts, in that day when I make up my

jewels; and I will spare them, as a man spareth his own son that serveth him.

18 Then shall ye return, and discern between the righteous and the wicked, between him

that serveth God and him that serveth him not.

v17 The Welsh were the rubies, the Scots the sapphires.

God wants to gather his emeralds for his crown.

We must pray that these precious lost jewels will be found.

His jewel box is the Church of Jesus Christ.

God is putting us in remembrance of something about his character tonight and

wants us to remember the Lewis/Hebridean revival.

Pastor Sean Mullarkey recently told me of a prophecy he had heard that the Irish would no longer dance with their hands at their sides but would dance like the Scots with their hands in the air.

The Hebridean Revival 1948-52

The revival came back in those days on the Isle of Lewis - one of the islands of the Hebrides, just off the coast of Scotland.

The church elders met in Stornoway to discuss the sad state of the church.

Dead, dry and without much hope, some of the churches were about ready to close their doors. The young people were in the drinking places and the dance halls - they were not at all interested in spiritual things.

Seven men begin to change their world through prayer

As a result of the meeting, seven men and one of the elders decided to pray and seek God for

the Hebrides Isles. They met in an old barn by the side of the road. Three times a week they

met and prayed and sought the face of God. As they knelt in the straw of the old barn God

reminded them of a verse of scripture in

2 Chronicles 7:14 "If my people who are called by My Name will humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and forgive

their sin and heal their land."

They began to pray according to this verse.

God is the Covenant Keeper

And then the Holy Spirit gave them a revelation - that He was a covenant-keeping God.

They realised that if they kept their end of the covenant i.e. to humble themselves and pray

and seek His face, and turn from their wicked ways" then God was bound by His own

covenant to come and keep His end of the two-way promise - to "Hear from heaven and

forgive their sins and HEAL THEIR LAND."

They continued to pray day after day - keeping their faith strong and reminding God of His

word. They obeyed God and cleansed their hearts - and sought His face - and held on to the

covenant promise. They had no doubt that God would heal their land and visit the people of

the Hebrides.

Two elderly ladies change their world through prayer

At the same time, two elderly ladies, sisters, one of 82 and the other of 84 years, were also

praying continually in their cottage, for God to come in His power and visit their island.

Simultaneous glory

One night after five months, as the men were praying and travailing before God, suddenly the

barn was filled with the glory of God. At the same time, the little cottage where the sisters

were praying, was also filled with the glory of God - they knew that God had heard and that He was about to descend in power among them.

God is coming in two weeks

God instructed the sisters to write to Duncan Campbell, a well-known Keswick speaker- a

godly man of prayer. God revealed to the sisters that he was the man the Lord was calling to

preach during this visitation.

Duncan Campbell received the letter but replied that his itinerary was full, and that they should continue to pray and that he would come the following year. When the sisters heard this, they said, "Well God is coming in two weeks!"

They continued to pray, and Duncan Campbell s itinerary got cancelled - so he decided to go

instead to the Hebrides and be available to preach.

Amen

Prayer for revival

In Part 2 we find out what happened next when the Holy Spirit was poured out on the Hebrides.

#christianity #bible study #bibletruth #blog post #blessings #psalmonesermons #faith #victory #devotional #Malachi 3:17 #when he comes to make up his jewels

[delightintheway]

*Video!* - WORDS TO LIVE BY: Part Two 53-55 | "Be Born Again", "A Continual Washing" & "Reborn" (w voice over) -> -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDlGTTRcCRE&list=PLE8FlkxQPQkPHgZ2CISXAJx3vpxyJ9MCr&index=10 <- <- "A Continual Washing"

I tell you a mystery: It has been appointed to those who are born twice to die once, but by no means shall they die a second time. Yet those who do not come to Me in repentance shall be born once and die twice. Yet there are some among this generation who shall never taste death, having already passed from judgment into life. Thus to My chosen elect, there is a death of the body unto resurrection. Yet for those still living at My return, there is a death of another kind - the crucifying of your old man with his sinful ways, the putting on of the new man who is renewed in the knowledge of the Truth, restored in the image of Him who created him. Thus when one is born into this world, the child and the mother suffer the pangs of childbirth, until the birth is complete. In the same way, those born of the Spirit shall suffer travail. For they are not yet separated from their flesh or this world, in which they continually stumble.

So then, being born again is the process By which you are restored in the image of God, A continual washing, until you come into glory…

Says The Lord.

Source: https://www.thevolumesoftruth.com/Words_To_Live_By:_Part_Two

#TheVolumesofTruth #Prophecy #YAHUWAH #YahuShua #Jesus #TrueProphet #TheWordofTheLord #WordsToLiveBy #Psalms #Proverbs #BornAgain #repentance #faith #GatheringUp #rapture #resurrection #restored #TheMessiah #childbirth #HolySpirit #sin

[puffinet]

i fucking love walter pater's run-on sentences

"At Thebes alone," says Sophocles, "mortal women bear immortal gods." His mother is the daughter of Cadmus, himself marked out by many curious circumstances as the close kinsman of the earth, to which he all but returns at last, as the serpent, in his old age, attesting some closer sense lingering there of the affinity of man with the dust from whence he came. Semele, an old Greek word, as it seems, for the surface of the earth, the daughter of Cadmus, beloved by Zeus, desires to see her lover in the glory with which he is seen by the immortal Hera. He appears to her in lightning. But the mortal may not behold him and live.

Semele gives premature birth to the child Dionysus; whom, to preserve it from the jealousy of Hera, Zeus hides in a part of his thigh, the child returning into the loins of its father, whence in due time it is born again. Yet in this fantastic story, hardly less than in the legend of Ariadne, the story of Dionysus has become a story of human persons, with human fortunes, and even more intimately human appeal to sympathy; so that Euripides, pre-eminent as a poet of pathos, finds in it a subject altogether to his mind. All the interest now turns on the development of its points of moral or sentimental significance; the love of the immortal for the mortal, the presumption of the daughter of man who desires to see the divine form as it is; on the fact that not without loss of sight, or life itself, can man look upon it. The travail of nature has been transformed into the pangs of the human mother; and the poet dwells much on the pathetic incident of death in childbirth, making Dionysus, as Callimachus calls him, a seven months' child, cast out among its enemies, motherless. And as a consequence of this human interest, the legend attaches itself, as in an actual history, to definite sacred objects and places, the venerable relic of the wooden image which fell into the chamber of Semele with the lightning-flash, and which the piety of a later age covered with plates of brass; the Ivy- Fountain near Thebes, the water of which was so wonderfully bright and sweet to drink, where the nymphs bathed the new-born child; the grave of Semele, in a sacred enclosure grown with ancient vines, where some volcanic heat or flame was perhaps actually traceable, near the lightning-struck ruins of her supposed abode.

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◟༺✧༻◞ Teyvat chapter storyline preview: Travail —Chinese translation script—

The war has already begun— a continuation of the previous war. The gods encase the outlines of "desire" in seven types of brilliant light. With this, they demonstrate that their authority can be exceeded. Yet smoldering remains lie buried underneath the foundations of reality as a warning to those who overstep their bounds:

"That divine throne in the high heavens was never a seat reserved for you from the start."

But oh, you who oversteps your bounds, do not stop walking here. For none can watch the fire burn from the other side of the river. Watch...

—Act. Prologue: Mondstadt. Mea libertas meus canor (My freedom is my song)—

For the giant dragon who guarded the city of freedom for thousands of years. Doubts about [the concept of] "freedom" have begun to surface. A "freedom" that was ordered by a god— can it still be called freedom?

—Act. I: Liyue. Ruat caelum fiat pactum (Let the contract be made, though the heavens fall)—

In an audience of many, the God of Contracts was assassinated. At the very end, he shall sign a contract to end all contracts.

—Act. II: Inazuma. Perpetua perennis impervia (Perpetual, perennial, impervious)—

Under the immortal Shogun, the era of the Sakoku Decree ordered by the Shogunate sees no end. The god who pursues "Eternity"— What kind of eternity does she find within the eyes of ordinary mortals?

—Act. III: Sumeru. Sub floreis lumen sagacitatis (Under the flowery light of sagacity)—

Wisdom is the enemy of the God of Wisdom. Knowledge is a bait floating on the surface of the sea of ignorance. In the city of learning, the scholars are pushing for foolishness, and the god's wisdom has raised no objections to this.

—Act. IV: Fontaine. Iustitia omnia vincit (Justice defeats all)—

The God of Justice is an ardent admirer of all the farces that take place in the courtroom, even yearning to judge her fellow gods. But one thing is very clear to her: the Heavenly Principles are the one thing she cannot make her enemy.

—Act. V: Natlan. Surge vir fortis I natam victoriam (Rise, O strong man, and go to your destined victory)—

The rules of war are carved into the bodies of all living things: The defeated become embers of the fires of war, while the victors will reignite. The God of War confides this secret with the Traveler, because she has reasons for doing so.

��Act. VI: Snezhnaya. Ducam regina mea gloria haud pluribus impar (Let me lead my queen to near unmatched glory)—

She is a god whom no one will love ever again; She is a god who will never love anyone again. The reason why people follow her Is because they believe one day she will finally be able to raise a flag of rebellion against the Heavenly Principles.

In an eternity with neither beginning nor end, humans shall live a peaceful life without dreams. But in the blind spot of the gods' gaze, there are still people who want to dream.

—Act. ▇▇: Khaenri'ah. The dream yet to be dreamed—

All humans have that innate quality which makes them human; We are not the residue left behind from filtering out those who were "chosen by the gods." From beyond this world, we will obtain the power to reject this world.

Now, you who have traversed heaven and earth— Your travels and journey have ended, But you have yet to cross the final doorway. If you have understood the purpose of your travels, then come forward. Defeat me, command me to step aside, and prove to me that you are more suitable than me to rescue her. After that, go forth spin all the threads of fate anew.

My memory has already suffered too much erosion, but I will always remember, that she also loves these flowers.

#◟༺✦༻◞ fragments of light from the roots of truth ┊reference.┊ #I've just come across this #and honestly I find it so interesting #one of the greatest mysteries to me #was the translated 'prove to me that you're worthier than I #to rescue her' #this makes it much better in my eyes #less shippy too for that matter #because it felt like some fight #over to see who deserves more to rescue Lumine or something #also the fact that it's outright said in the ending #that his memory has suffered from erosion directly #that surprised me #but it's a really good touch nonetheless #anyway I have more to say but #I'll stop the ramblings on tags now jfhjg