#this is the Jerusalem fire and for the first year I'm noticing that it really doesn't burn | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

saras-devotionals · 1 month

Note

Hi, I need some advice from a sister-in-Christ please.

It's a boy. Yeah, I know, all bad stories start like that but hear me out. I'm pretty good mates with this boy, he's an amazing person, so kind, really thoughtful, his heart is on fire for Jesus, he's funny, just a great bloke.

I was at a worship thing with him, and I just started sobbing on the floor (good times), and he prayed for me. Anyway, while he was praying, I just "heard" this voice, and it just said "This man is your future husband".

I've prayed about it a lot since, and I always get that same response, yes, you are going to marry this man. And that's all good and well, Your will be done Lord, but like, it's not going to be happening anytime soon... because like, I'm a young teenager, he's a few years older than me, his mum is my teacher, and I just don't want to ruin our friendship. I'm sure that God has a plan, so I'm not going to rush anything, His timing is perfect, but I just would like some advice for like waiting - because I might be waiting 10 years, I might be waiting 30 years, you know?

first off I wanted to thank you for being comfortable enough to reach out to me and thank you for trying to seek advice. now, I don’t personally know you so my first suggestion would be to continually ask for advice from other women in your life who are strong in their faith and able to offer sound advice.

I did notice you mention you’re a young teenager and this guy is older, I don’t know the specifics of course but please try to be careful in situations like these, especially at that age, a few years can make a huge difference then compared to later on in life.

as for the waiting, I can completely relate to you! I have a situation of my own with a guy I like. There’s a lot that I’ve applied to my life that I can pass on to you. The first is to let him lead, don’t try to make any of the first moves yourself:

'Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.' Song of Songs 2:7

This has always been a helpful scripture for me because it reiterates that it is not on my timing and, therefore, I shouldn't try to take charge of it.

Also, even with him leading, it must come from God. If his actions towards you seem in any way impure, talk to someone you trust about it and seek advice. A scripture that I always keep in mind when it comes to the guy I like is this one:

Jesus said to his disciples: "Things that cause people to stumble are bound to come, but woe to anyone through whom they come. It would be better for them to be thrown into the sea with a millstone tied around their neck than to cause one of these little ones to stumble. So watch yourselves." Luke 17:1-3a

This has such strong imagery, especially coming from Jesus! It makes me super aware of my actions and those around me and how we must always strive for the purity of not just ourselves but everyone who sees us too.

More on the waiting: I know it can be hard—so hard! I struggle a bit with it myself, and it’s good that you’re reminding yourself that God’s timing is greater than ours! What I’d suggest is taking the time to be content with yourself and with God. You have to love and seek God with all your heart first and foremost above everything else (if you want, I can tell you some more about seeking God). Something that's been told to me before that stuck is: how can we love someone who's imperfect (aka other people or partners) if we can't completely love the one who is perfect (God)!

Here's some scripture about seeking God and I would also highly recommend reading the rest of Psalm 119!

'Blessed are those whose ways are blameless, who walk according to the law of the Lord . Blessed are those who keep his statutes and seek him with all their heart—' Psalms 119:1-2

Also, strengthen your relationships with other sisters too! Don’t focus so much on spending time with the guy and I’d also advise against spending time alone with him. Remember, our purity matters, and we are also influential to other people as I mentioned earlier. Here's another scripture to help with that!

'“I have the right to do anything,” you say—but not everything is beneficial. “I have the right to do anything”—but not everything is constructive. No one should seek their own good, but the good of others. ' 1 Corinthians 10:23-24

I’d also advise against building up expectations or a fantasy of him, especially since you are set on believing he’s your future husband. This goes along with seeking God first because you don’t want to get to a point where you begin to idolize this guy and constantly think about him or a potential future relationship (you don't want to spend more time on him than your relationship with God). Live in the here and now! The future will come just as God has promised <3 (and just one last scripture to reaffirm the idolatry point):

'Therefore, my dear friends, flee from idolatry. ' 1 Corinthians 10:14

There’s so much more that I can discuss, and please feel free to reach out to me again if you need clarification on anything or wish for me to elaborate. I wish the absolute best for you, and I’ll be praying for your situation!

#bible #bible quote #bible scripture #bible verse #christian blog #christian faith #christian living #christianity #sisters in christ #jesus #faith in jesus #jesus saves #jesus loves you #love #advice #anon ask #saras devotionals

17 notes · View notes

hazelnmae · 5 years

Note

good evening! I was looking through your fluffy prompt list and I wanted to request number 22 and 23 with Alfie Solomons? I have a big soft spot for him (although he is difficult for me to fully understand but as a fellow Jew--Jerusalem born but now I live in Boston-- I try hard) and he deserves more love x could it be mlm as I'm male too? Please and thank you's 💕

Oh my goodness, Anon–this might be one of my favorites yet! I hope you like reading it as much as I loved writing it!!! Thanks so much for the ask! XOXO

22. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m in love with you!” & 23. “I will kill anyone that looks at you the way I look at you.”

You’d worked for Alfie Solomons for three years, two months, and fourteen days. In that time, you’d spoken to Alfie exactly thirty two times.

Most of those conversations–twenty two, to be exact–revolved around work.

You distilled rum. Had done so since you could remember, having been raised by a bootlegger in Boston. You were one of the best and Alfie had hired you on reputation alone–knowing that if any Boston Jew would willingly send his oldest son to London to work, he must be good.

Eight of your thirty two conversations with Alfie had revolved around your upbringing, shared over late nights in the bakery, in which you both complained about your overprotective mothers, pushy fathers, and dreams that surpassed both.

The other two conversations you’d had with Alfie were harder to place. Those conversations had been accidents–topics you’d stumbled into without either of you knowing. Discussions of the war, your lives during and after it, and the urges that you both struggled to understand.

You hadn’t admitted to being attracted to him, per se, but you hadn’t denied it either.

And what’s more is that he didn’t deny returning the feeling.

Your thirty third conversation came last night, when after a particularly grueling day, you stayed late to clean a still and found yourself embroiled in one of those not-so-easy-to-place discussions with Alfie.

“Do you ever take a night off?” He’d asked, sneaking up behind you.

His voice startled you but comforted you at the same time. “Not with my boss,” you said winking. “He’s quite demanding.”

“You don’t know the half of it, love,” Alfie responded, playing into your flirtatious banter.

After several more hours of small talk and a few glasses of rum, all consumed by you because Alfie didn’t partake, he’d walked you home in the dark.

He brushed a piece of lint off your shoulder when you turned to tell him goodnight, a movement you mistook for something more prompting you to lean in for a kiss.

“Whoa, what are you doing?” He asked. “I don’t know what you’ve fucking heard, right, but–”

“Oh god, Alfie, I’m so sorry,” you interrupted in embarrassment. You covered your face with your hands and turned toward the door. Though you couldn’t see what you were doing, you stumbled for the handle wanting to get away from him as quickly as possible.

“Wait a minute there, mate,” he said, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Just calm down for a fuckin’ second. It’s alright, then.”

But you just ignored him, moving quickly into your house with embarrassment and shedding your coat as fast as you could. Despite the fact that you took the time to dress for bed, and settle in for a nice sleep, you lay awake tossing and turning, overthinking every single thing you’d said and done.

By the morning, you’d only had a couple of hours of actual sleep. You walked to the bakery fully prepared to quit on the spot if shit got too awkward. There were only a few things you could imagine were worse than working for a boss you’d tried to kiss. And one of those things was actually fucking talking about it.

Alfie went along with his day as if it’d never happened. At first you were grateful for this, but by the end of the day you were at least a little hurt that he hadn’t attempted to discuss it with you.

But that all changed when he cornered you in the back of the warehouse when you thought you were alone.

“Umm, listen,” he said, after clearing his throat to get your attention. He seemed nervous, which is something you didn’t think he experienced. It was a bit endearing to watch him fumble with his cane and run a hand through his hair and over his face.

“I’m so sorry about yesterday,” you found yourself saying. “It’s just, well, I thought I’d noticed something in the way you look at me. Not that you can’t look at me. It’s just–”

You were scrambling.

“–It’s just that very few people look at me like that, and I guess I just though–”

But before you could finish, Alfie had closed the space between you and had raised a hand to stroke your cheek.

You struggled to breathe, taken completely aback. You couldn’t make sense of his action–at least not in light of his response to you last night. You didn’t understand what he was doing, but it felt incredible–and also terrible.

It just felt--and that’s something you couldn’t understand.

But he answered all of your questions before you could ask them.

“Who’s looking at you that way, eh?” He asked, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “I will kill anyone who fuckin’ looks at you the way I look at you, yeah?”

You swallowed the words that were on the tip of your tongue, unable to actually speak them and still unsure of what he was saying.

Alfie just looked at you, his eyes darting between yours. It was as if he could read you–knew exactly what you were thinking, despite the fact that you had no fucking clue. He looked at you like no one had ever looked at you. Like you were worth something. Like you had something to give. And like he wanted to take it.

“Goddammit, Alfie,” you muttered, looking away from his eyes. You couldn’t bear his gaze any longer.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He whispered, placing his free hand on the small of your back and pulling you in close. “I’m in love with you.”

You realized in that moment that he’d said all you had wanted to hear. You leaned against him, feeling the warmth from his body pressed against yours. You stood on your toes to reach his mouth with your own. It took all you could muster to not fall apart when you felt him return the kiss. His beard tickled your cleanly shaven jaw, his breath felt heavy against yours, his tongue fought your lips for access to your mouth.

Alfie’s kiss was laced with heat and passion. It was driven by desire. It was warm. It was soft. It was fire.

And when it was over, and he pulled away from you, you looked at him–really looked at him–for the first time. You could see the desire in his eyes. You recognized, for the first time, what had always been there.

You realized in that moment that you never had to count your conversations with Alfie again. The possibilities were infinite.

“I’m yours,” you whispered, leaning your forehead against his.

“Mine,” he responded, closing his eyes.

#Peaky Blinders fiction #peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinders fanfiction #alfie solomons #alfie solomons x male reader #alfie solomons mlm #asks #peaky blinders asks

131 notes · View notes