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#Psalm 139:12
wiirocku · 6 months
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Psalm 139:12 (NLT) - but even in darkness I cannot hide from You. To You the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are the same to You.
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walkswithmyfather · 1 year
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“Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.” —Psalm 139:7‭-‬10 (NIV)
“And I will pray the Father, and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever— the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him; but you know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you.” —John 14:16‭-‬17 (NKJV)
“Even the darkness is not dark to You, And the night is as bright as the day. Darkness and light are alike to You.” —Psalm 139:12 (NASB)
“One who has unreliable friends soon comes to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.” —Proverbs 18:24 (NIV)
“God Is Near” By In Touch Ministries:
“The Lord wants you to know that you’re never alone.”
“Do you ever find yourself asking the question, “Lord, where are You?” Today’s reading is your reminder that God is near, even when His presence is difficult to perceive—and even when you’re completely unaware of Him.
David reflects, “Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?” (v. 7). In asking these questions, David communicates that no matter where we might go, the Lord is right there with us. What a comfort to realize we are never beyond the reach of a God who is full of lovingkindness, mercy, and comfort.
In fact, our heavenly Father is and has been with believers every single day. We walk in the presence of the living God, whose Spirit lives in us (John 14:16-17). No matter what season of life you are in—no matter how long, short, painful, or easy it might be—God wants you to know you are never alone. What’s more, He wants you to remember that the darkness is not dark to Him (Psalm 139:12). He knows what is up ahead and will be with you as you face it.
Our faithful and omnipresent God is a friend who sticks closer than a brother (Proverbs 18:24). He will never leave or forsake you—on this day or any other.”
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fierysword · 1 year
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We have spoken about the feminine side to advent, a time of waiting, of  pregnancy, of gestating in the dark.  The Godhead is feminine and is grounded in mystery more than history.  It speaks, if it speaks at all, to the apophatic dimension of divinity. The apophatic dimension of divinity is called by Meister Eckhart “superessential darkness that has no name and will never be given a name.” What does that tell us?... That we should entertain the possibility that much God talk is too much talk and not enough listening.
https://dailymeditationswithmatthewfox.org/2022/12/19/advent-solstice-and-the-apophatic-divinity/
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musingongoodness · 14 days
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Praise God for being the Light and bringing us his promise!
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truthseeker-blogger · 3 months
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✝️🙏🕊❤
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God Is Everywhere Can we hide from God? The Bible contains many examples of people trying to do just that. In Psalm 139, however, David ponders this question and rightly understands that since God is everywhere, there is no place we can flee from His presence, nor should we wish to. Alistair Begg reminds us that although by nature each one of us hides from God, the Lord still lovingly seeks us, guides us with His hand, and comforts us with the remarkable truth that because of Christ, He is Immanuel, “God with us”—everywhere!
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tom4jc · 14 days
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May 4, 2024 Verse Of The Day
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tiand · 14 days
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Darkness and Light (Psalms 139:11-12)
‭Psalms 139:11-12 NLT‬ [11] I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night— [12] but even in darkness I cannot hide from you. To you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are the same to you.
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phoenixflames12 · 14 days
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"IF IT'S HIDDEN, IT WON'T HEAL!"
Hebrews 4:12-13, “For the Word of God is living and active and full of power [making it operative, energizing, and effective]. It is sharper than any two-edged sword, penetrating as far as the division of the soul and spirit [the completeness of a person], and of both joints and marrow [the deepest parts of our nature], exposing and judging the very thoughts and intentions of the heart. And not a…
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padderley14 · 11 months
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You Are Secure In Christ
When you place your faith in Jesus, you are secure in Christ. In the same you that you looked to your mother or father when you were little for your every need when you were hurt or just needed a hug, Jesus is there for you. He’s waiting for you with open arms. You Are Secure in Christ Hebrews 13:6 MEV says: “So we may boldly say: ‘The Lord is my helper, I will not fear. What can man do to…
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upstatechristian · 2 years
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Verse of the Day 11-11-22
Verse of the Day 11-11-22
Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. 1 Peter 4:10 Let’s start off with question: How many of you reading this think that you have no gifts and/or talents? If you answered “Yeah sure I have gifts and I have talents and here is what they are…” then you are way ahead of most people living in this world.…
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daremna · 1 year
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1. The Inferno, Canto 24, Gustave Dore 2. Nathaniel Orion G.K. 3. Supervert, Necrophilia Variations 4. Cassandra Clare, Dark Artifices 5. Death and the Maiden, Takato Yamamoto 6. William Shakespeare, As You Like It 7. @thatantisocialbitch 8. The Silent Voice (1989), Alfred Lord 9. author unknown 10. (the playwrights will write your names in the darkness of the sky) 11. Émile Jean Horace Vernet, The Angel of Death (1852) 12. A Midsummer Night's Dream (1937) 13. Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace 14. Eliza Crewe, Crushed 15. Yoshitaka Amano, The Endless Desire 16. Maram Rimawi 17. Farouq Jwaideh 18. Mary Shelley, Mathilda 19. Włodzimierz Błocki, Kiss of Death (1902) 20. Psalm 139:8 21. Jason Chan, Fall 22. Asmita Sengupta 23. Frederick Seidel, The Last Poem in the Book 23. Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid 24. Anne Bachelier 25. Konstantin Makovsky, Demon and Tamara
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fierysword · 2 years
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Positive Darkness is the Dark Mother, Sai Rhavë, those mysteries we can't understand but are, nonetheless, still aligned with the Good... "Darkness preceded light and she is mother"... This is the comforting darkness of the first night of a camping trip. The cosy darkness that holds and keeps you, and offers you rest. The darkness of the womb. The darkness of infinite possibility.
Erin Guinevere (x)
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heart-for-god · 14 days
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Psalms 139:11-12
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obsolescent · 6 months
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The Darkness and the Light
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Chapter I - All Around Me
Pairing: Jill Valentine x Reader
Summary: Working nights at a gas station has its perks, little foot traffic and relatively quiet, peaceful even, until one customer shows up. There’s something about her that’s so odd, you can’t look at her for long. There’s a feeling that goes from chilling to burning like fire, coursing through you whenever she’s around. During this time of year the days are getting shorter, becoming chillier, leaves starting to fall. Something is in the air, stirring within you. You never feel alone nowadays, a feeling that was once comforting has now put you on constant edge. A presence is always lurking around the corner, right out of reach. Even if you wanted to fight it, could you? Or were you destined for its pages, years in the making, the story needing you to reach its conclusion.
Author’s Notes: Inspired loosely by songs and a book series I read when I was younger. I’m not sure how long this will become. Unfortunately this was supposed to come out before Halloween, but I got sucked into other writings, apologies. I hope y'all like a chilling story after the fact! Jill is perhaps a bit out of character for this, due to her being a vampire. RE5 Jill for this, Capcom are cowards for not keeping her look from 5. I hope you enjoy it!
Content Warnings: Swearing, AFAB Reader, gender neutral language used for reader, Jill is a vampire, eventual smut in upcoming chapters, reader has a gun, unintentional manipulation/persuasion from vampires and their powers, protective Jill, violence, mentions of stalking, depression, thoughts of losing one’s mind.
Disclaimer: Jill Valentine is trans in this story. Keep your transphobic remarks to yourself and don’t read this if that bothers you.
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“Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. — Psalm 139:12
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“You got protection?”
You stop, hand hovering over the customer’s drink as your eyes meet.
“Huh?” A questioning sound leaves you. Head tilting, eyebrows furrowed.
He repeats his question, “You got any protection?”
Your eyes flicker to the gun under the register.
“Yeah, I got something.”
He chuckles, pointing to the ceiling, “From above?”
You smile, one of those big, fake customer service smiles. “I got something a little more physical.”
His eyes widened a bit, before he laughs again, nodding approvingly. “Don’t blame you, being here by yourself so late at night. You take care now, you here?”
You nod, thanking him and wishing him a good night. The door chimes when he leaves. You release a puff of air, slumping into yourself.
Another long night.
You leave your spot at the register, grabbing your rag on the way. Absentmindedly wiping down surfaces, restocking cups and lids, checking creamer and sugar levels. Your movements are almost robotic after doing this for so long, going on autopilot while performing your tasks.
You’re on your knees, the cabinets opened beneath the drink station, gathering the needed cups to replenish when the door chimes. Your mouth is opened to greet the customer when that all consuming feeling prickles the back of your neck.
Like ice cold water has been poured down your back, goosebumps forming and hair standing on end, barely able to squeak out a “Hello”.
Without looking, you know who it is.
She always comes late at night, doesn’t stay for long, doesn’t talk. At first, you didn’t notice her really, blending in with other customers. It wasn’t until one interaction, when you had been handing her change. You’re always careful to not touch the customers when doing so, avoiding direct contact, germs and whatnot. This time, your aim was off, basically smacking the change into her palm.
You couldn’t even react like you normally would, an apology on your tongue when you realized how cold she was. Though, coming into contact with her chilly skin should’ve caused your own to bristle, but instead you felt heat.
You thought that maybe she was so cold that it felt like you had been burned, but when yanking your hand back, a couple coins hitting the counter with a plink plink at the force of your movements, the flames kept coursing through you.
The direct contact with her skin hadn’t lasted longer than a few seconds. But, ever since then, if your back is turned when she enters, you feel the chill, but as soon as you turn towards her, meeting those icy blue eyes, your body is set aflame.
You hate the icy hot feeling that occurs whenever she’s here. It leaves you feeling nauseous and tired afterwards, like you’ve been battling the flu. Ugh.
She makes her usual rounds, walks through every aisle, before walking back around to the shelves lined with toiletries. She takes something from a hook before making her way to the counter.
You leave your spot, head down as you make your way behind the counter. You eye the item she chose, some lip balm. It’s different each time.
Gaze not directly meeting hers, your eyes focus on the scarf wrapped around her neck. Maybe if you don’t look into her eyes, the feeling won’t come.
It comes anyways. You wince, stomach churning, cheeks flushing. UGH, goddamn. You will yourself to crack a smile, voice wavering.
“H-hey, find everything okay?”
She nods.
Right. Of course. You tell her the total and she hands you cash, quickly getting her change ready. Your usual spill is leaving your mouth as you deposit the money into her hand, “Thankyouhaveagoodnight,” rushed out, fingers steering clear of her’s.
You’re patting yourself on the back internally for getting through the encounter quickly, but…
She continues to stand there.
Internal hand patting your back is now clenched into a fist, banging on a fictitious wall while you scream. Inhaling a deep breath, you smile and ask, “Is there anything else I can get you?”
A slight tilt to her head, blonde bangs shifting slightly.
“My name’s Jill.”
Oh.
You can’t remember a time where she uttered a word, now hearing her voice for the first time, her soft tone washes over your senses, and…The sickly feeling starts going away?
It’s like her voice soothes it, bringing forth the cure to your ailment. You feel your muscles relax once more, the way you felt before she came in, now accompanied by a soothing warmth.
Instead of being tossed directly into the fireplace, flames licking at you, you’re sitting beside it in comfort.
Your eyes flutter, confused but also grateful that horrible feeling has left you. You smile and tell her your name, knowing it’s on your nametag but now, able to look into those sky blue eyes and feel nothing but relief, you don’t mind speaking to her.
She nods, a small smile gracing her features before turning and exiting the store.
You’re struck dumbfounded, frozen while you watch her leave.
What was that???
A deep breath leaves you, slumping over the counter, body now feeling exhausted after the roller coaster of emotions that coursed through you in such a short amount of time.
You stand up straight and walk to the soda fountain, getting yourself some sort of caffeine to help carry you through the rest of your shift.
Thankfully the rest of your time goes by quickly, able to close the store and count the drawer in a breeze, locking up and walking out to your car.
The hair on your neck stands up once again, a chill running through you. The feeling of being watched shrouds you and you sprint to the car, hitting the button to open the door and jumping in, immediately hitting the lock button.
Heart thudding in your ears, the blood rushing through your veins creates such a loud sound that fills the cabin of the car only you can hear as you grip the seat, the steering wheel, anything to try to keep calm, breathing harshly.
Your eyes dart around, looking out all the windows, head whipping around as you start the car. You scramble for the gun in your bag, gripping it tightly and setting it in your lap. You peel out of the parking lot, in a frenzy to just go, go, go, get out of there.
You take a detour to make sure, taking a longer way than you normally would.
Arriving home after checking for the tenth time that no one was after you, you hurry inside and lock the door, gun in hand. Taking your shoes off once inside, you hang your keys on the hook near the door and put your belongings away. Making your way to your bedroom, you drop the gun onto your nightstand and fall onto the mattress with an ‘oof’.
The adrenaline has gone away, replaced with exhaustion once more. So many emotions have run through you over the course of the day, you’re thankful to be home and alone, solitude desired after the events of the evening.
You feel absolutely boneless, no energy left to even shed your work clothes off.
All you can muster is the wandering of your thoughts, and they lead you back to Jill.
Her minuscule smile, the odd feelings you have around her, and why you only see her late into the night.
She’s the last thing on your mind before you drift off to sleep.
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