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Recipe for the Perfect Christmas 6/12

One part small town girl coming home from the big city. One part handsome stranger. Five parts lifelong friends (don't forget to include their partners). One part stubborn father. A dash of Christmas spirit. Part: Six of Twelve Pairing: Oscar Piastri x ofc (with appearances from Mark Webber. Lando Norris, Carlos Sainz, Esteban Ocon, Pato O'Ward, and George Russell) wc: 5,606 warnings: none soundtrack: spotify ⋆❆⋆ apple music nav: One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve a/n: we're halfway there!!

The town green had been transformed. The outer perimeter was lined with booths. Some large, some small, all festooned with lights and tinsel and garland. There were handknit items, handmade decorations, homemade jams and jellies, jewelry, aprons, knickknacks, candies, as well as the treats from the bakery. In the center of the green was a stand selling cocoa, cider, and coffee, and the mayor and sheriff had put up a tent with heat for those who needed to get out of the cold air for a few moments. There was a bandstand, and as Natalie began setting out boxes of cookies and brownies she heard the twang of an acoustic guitar start to play. A few parents had come up with a scavenger hunt for kids, and each one that she saw was clutching a paper showing the items they had to find before they could return to the game booths and exchange it for a prize.

“No, no, the garland is crooked,” Franco insisted.

Ollie huffed with annoyance, stepping back from the booth. “No? It’s fine.”

“I spent all day Sunday doing garland at my girlfriend’s house, I know when it’s crooked. Look, I’ll show you.”

Natalie glanced up from arranging the pies. Franco was pulling out his phone and moved closer to Ollie, showing him something, photos of his garland hanging skills she assumed.

Ollie’s brow furrowed. “That’s your girlfriend’s house?”

Franco nodded. “Yes? But look at–”

“That’s my girlfriend’s house.”

The two began bickering, showing things on their phones to each other, and Natlie raised her eyebrows when they suddenly stopped. Not saying anything when they walked away, Ollie’s head bent low so he and Franco could continue talking, she shook her head and adjusted the display to her liking.

"Working hard?" a voice cooed.

Pasting a smile on her face, she turned to look at the three women who approached the booth. "Hi, Kaye. Tabitha. Kathy. What can I interest you in?"

"I suppose I'll take two dozen chocolate chip," Kathy said. "How are you liking working for your dad?"

"It's great." Natalie placed the two boxes in front of the woman and held her hand out for the money.

"I heard Pierre dumped you," Kaye said sweetly.

She sucked in a breath. "We ended the engagement, yes."

"Because you got fired?" Tabitha looked up from examining a pecan pie.

"Guess he didn't want to marry a deadbeat," Kathy said in a stage whisper.

"If you're not going to buy the brownies you're holding, please put them down," Natalie said, hating the brittleness that crept into her voice.

"Yeah, sure." Kathy shrugged and opened her wallet.

"This money is going to Mark, right?" Tabitha asked.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you're unemployed." The woman shrugged.

"And that instantly makes me a thief?"

"Whoops, excuse me."

She panicked at the sight of Oscar, smiling and apologizing for bumping into Kaye. For some reason, she didn't want him to be around the three women. Kathy and Kaye were sisters, Tabitha their cousin, and the trio had deemed themselves better than everyone way back in elementary school. Natalie had always tried to be polite, but it had been apparent at Tabitha's twelfth birthday party that neither of them had ever liked her. When, feeling pretty for one of the first times in her adolescence, she had worn a white dress and Kaye had spilled chocolate ice cream down the back, then had gone around telling the other party guests that Natalie had had an accident. It had taken two years before the teasing and name-calling to fade away, and even now Natalie hated the word 'poop'. Then, when she had shyly started talking to one of the boys in high school that everyone thought was cute, Kathy had swooped in, and the next thing Natalie had known, Tyler and Kathy had been a couple, and then they had gone to college together, and then they had gotten married.

"Hey," Oscar greeted her, flashing that beautiful smile in her direction. Sidestepping around the women, he slipped into the booth and handed her a cup. "I got you some coffee."

"Thank you," she said, more grateful than the words could express.

"Already getting charity," Tabitha hissed under her breath.

"It's a cup of coffee," Oscar said. "Hardly charity."

"It's okay. Everyone feels sorry for Natalie." Kaye flicked a lock of dark hair over her shoulder. "Especially now that she's been fired and had to move back home."

"I know it's embarrassing, Nattie, but at least you had a home to come back to."

Next to her, she felt Oscar stiffen. Taking a sip of coffee to keep from snapping at the women, she closed her eyes at the taste of sugar and powdered creamer. He'd remembered. That touched her more than his presence did and she drew in a breath, opening her eyes to see three faces smirking at her.

"Having daddy take care of you is better than nothing," Kathy said.

"Wow," Oscar breathed. He cleared his throat. She heard him inhale, then he paused.

Tabitha snickered. "Good thing he never remarried."

"You know," Oscar began, and Natalie almost didn't recognize his voice. It was hard, cold, a contrast to the warmth of the arm that slid around her shoulders. "I think it's better to attempt something and fail, through no fault of your own, than it is to be a bitter bitch because you never had the fucking nerve to try."

Three pairs of eyes blinked in unison. Three smiles faded into thin lines. Then, from behind them, Natalie heard the sweetest sound.

"Nattie cookies!"

She loved that nickname now. Unfazed when Tabitha slapped some cash onto the counter and picked up a pie, she smiled when Max, Eve, and their kids approached. "Hey," she greeted, blinking back the unshed tears. "Are you guys having fun?"

Lucas's head didn't reach the top of the counter but, when she leaned, she could see him staring at the tower of cookies Franco had created. "Wow," he breathed, unknowingly echoing his uncle. "Cookies…"

"I've got a special one just for you," she said, taking another sip of coffee before handing the cup to Oscar. His eyes met hers and he tipped his head in question. Nodding, she mouthed thank-you before turning back to the customers. "And one for your sister."

"Cookie?" Lucas asked hopefully, jerking on his father's sleeve.

"We're getting cookies, I promise," Max said, lifting him up.

"Let me get it." Natalie ducked behind the counter, easily locating the two boxes she had set aside for Grace and Lucas. Checking which one was which, she popped up and held them out. "I hope you like gingerbread."

"Oh my god," Eve said, leaning to look at the one Grace accepted. "That looks just like the snowsuit you wore last weekend."

"Did you decorate these?" Max asked, wincing when Lucas squealed in his ear.

"Yeah."

"They're great," he said, grinning. "How much?"

She shook her head. "On the house."

"Come on. How much?" he asked.

"You're really insisting on paying for them," she sighed.

"He doesn't easily part with money," Oscar said. "Take it while you can."

"A dollar each," she finally said, rolling her eyes.

"That doesn't sound—" Max grunted when Eve elbowed him in the side. Reaching for his wallet, he sighed while pulling out two dollar bills.

Natalie accepted them, then handed one to Grace and one to Lucas. "I'm having a flash sale," she told them. "All cookies and brownies are a dollar a dozen."

"Shut up," Eve told her husband before he could argue.

Max rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll take twelve dozen."

"Sorry, the sale is open only to customers between the ages of…" Natalie leaned close to Oscar. "How old is Lucas?"

"Two."

"Grace?"

"Five."

"Thanks," she whispered. "The sale is open only to customers between the ages of two and six."

"Me two," Lucas said, grinning. "Cookies?"

"Sugar cookies?" she guessed, already reaching for a box. He nodded, eyes wide, and she handed them over. After a few seconds and a whisper from his father, he placed the dollar bill in her hand. "Thanks so much for coming, sir."

"I want brownies, please," Grace said, holding out her dollar.

"Excellent choice, ma'am, I can vouch for the deliciousness of this batch myself. Don't tell my boss, but I sneaked about ten to eat when he wasn't looking." Natalie reached for a paper bag and snapped it open, then placed the brownies inside. "Thank you so much, miss, Webber's Bakery always appreciates such wonderful customers."

Grace giggled while accepting the bag. "Thank you, Miss Natalie."

Natalie opened another bag and handed it to Max for Lucas's cookies. "Are you guys having fun?"

"It's great," Eve enthused, taking a sip from the cup she held. "I can't wait to ditch these guys so I can really buy some stuff."

Max looked slightly panicked. “What stuff?”

“Oh, a little of this. Little of that.” Eve practically beamed. “I have to get gifts for the girls at work.”

“The girls at… Honey, you work in an office of fifty people,” Max pointed out.

“It’s my last Christmas with them though, I need to do something.”

"She's got a point," Oscar conceded.

"I always do."

"Santa!" Grace shrieked. "Can we go see Santa?"

"Yeah, let's go," Max sighed, easing the box of cookies from Lucas's grip and slipping it into the bag. "See you later."

"I'm right behind you," Eve promised. She waited until her husband and kids had gotten a few feet away before looking at Natalie. "Do you have a chocolate pecan pie?"

"I think there's one left…" Natalie turned to look, but saw Oscar already moving to do so. "Is that your favorite?"

"No, I usually hate them, but right now I'm craving one so bad I could scream." Eve reached into her pocket for her wallet. "Oh, and a coconut one, too."

"Anything else?" Oscar asked.

"Um…" Eve looked over the offerings on the counter. "Three dozen snickerdoodles."

"Jeez, Eve," Oscar muttered.

"It's Christmas," she defended, handing money to Natalie. While Oscar bagged up her order, she looked at Natalie knowingly. "What happened with the three unwise bitches?"

"Oh, them," Natalie sighed, slipping the money into the cashbox. "It was nothing. Well, okay, they were being bitches. But Oscar shut them up right before you came over."

"What did he do?"

"He defended me," she said softly, glancing at him. Fighting the urge to sigh, she turned back to Eve and saw a knowing expression on the woman's face.

“That’s how Max sucked me in.”

"What do you mean?"

"At first you just think he's kinda cute… Maybe a little hot. A bit of a dork. But nice."

Natalie grinned. "Okay…"

"Then you start seeing he's a great guy. Around the same time he stands up for you or someone else and it hits you." Eve sighed and took a sip of her drink.

"What, exactly?"

"He's nice and hot and will definitely bang you like a screen door in a hurricane."

Natalie blinked. "Um…"

"And then the next thing you know, you're two months pregnant, getting married, and you're so ridiculously happy you make yourself sick."

She had no idea what to say to that. "Oh?"

"The sick part might have been the pregnancy." Eve shrugged and took another sip of her drink.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Oscar asked, handing over the bag.

"How hot my husband is."

"Mommy!"

"Gotta go. Thanks so much. See you later."

Natalie watched the family head off, a lump forming in her throat at the sight of Max and Eve's hands finding each other despite the two children. They fit right in with the community, she thought, looking on as they stopped to greet everyone.  Her gaze moved to other people passing. Smile after smile. And, from Mr. Kelly's booth, she could hear the jangling of bells.

"You alright?" Oscar asked gently, touching her arm.

She turned to him, smiling warmly. "I am now."

The rest of the evening went relatively smoothly. Ollie and Franco never came back, and when she told Oscar about what they’d discovered he rolled his eyes, then stuck around, helping her bag items and going on coffee runs. Then, when it slowed, he insisted she take a walk around the green and see what everyone else was selling.

Her first stop was the next booth for a cup of hot cocoa. Hearing familiar voices behind her, she turned to see Franco and Ollie returning, their bickering apparently forgotten now. They were laughing and relaxed. At least, until Oscar saw them and called out to them.

She couldn’t hear what he said, but she could see the boys’ faces as he spoke. Sipping her hot cocoa, she looked on as the two moved to enter the booth, her eyebrows raising when Oscar walked over to join her.

“Hot chocolate, no marshmallows,” he requested, paying the teenager behind the counter.

“What did you say to them?” Natalie asked, gesturing towards her booth.

Oscar glanced back, then flashed her a sheepish smile. “Told them to cut their bullshit and do the work they’re getting paid to do.”

At first you just think he's kinda cute… A bit of a dork. But nice.Then you start seeing he's a great guy. Around the same time he stands up for you or someone else and it hits you.

She did not want to imagine him banging her like a screen door. At all. She wasn’t ready to be a screen door. But she knew, deep down, that if either of them intitated it, he’d satisfy her in ways Pierre never had.

“Thank you,” she murmured, falling into step next to him.

“Sorry if I overstepped. But you’ve got enough to worry about without those two acting stupid.”

“No, it’s fine. I need to learn to stand up for myself, I know.” She paused, looking at a display of finely knitted baby hats. Selecting two for Maddie’s twins, she also grabbed a new scarf for her father.

Oscar slipped the bag from her grasp after she paid. “Maybe you do. But it’s okay for others to do it for you sometimes.”

“You sound just like Dad,” she laughed softly.

“High praise indeed,” Oscar quipped.

Arms loaded, Oscar jogged up the steps onto the front porch. He shifted most of the bags over so he could unlock and open the door, greeting Penny when she slipped out, tail wagging and giving an excited little whine.

"Hey, girl, let me get this stuff inside," he said when she whined again. Carrying the bags through to the kitchen, he dropped them on the counter. He could hear Penny's claws lightly clicking against the floor as she followed him, and finally turned to give her a proper greeting. "I was gone for an hour, did you miss me that much?"

Penny's mouth fell open, her tongue lolling out while he rubbed and stroked her slightly shaggy fur. Lifting her paws to his chest when he squatted down, she sniffed his face, giving his chin a lick.

"I missed you, too. And yes, I did stop by the bakery for a snack," he said, ruffling the fur behind her ears. "I got you some treats, okay?"

She whined and gave his chin another lick before he straightened up, then turned and left the kitchen. About to put away the groceries, he remembered he had left the front door open and sighed, following the dog. He called to her as he reached the door. When she whined he stepped out and saw the package next to the rocking chair. Penny pawed at it, gave it a sniff, then apparently decided it was uninteresting and went back inside. Oscar bent to pick up the box, reading the label while going back into the house.

He recognized the handwriting, and the overuse of packing tape. The plain brown box was stamped all over with blue and white snowflakes, his name and address filling the shipping label in the familiar calligraphic style. He knew in an instant what it was and carried it to the kitchen, making himself wait until the groceries had been put away and Penny had received a handful of treats before getting a box cutter to slice through the tape.

A Christmas card rested on top of a bed of blue and white tissue paper. He opened it, reading the message wishing him a warm and happy holiday and a prosperous new year. Brushing his thumb over the swooping, swirling signature, he breathed a small sigh, remembering when his name had been included. When he had spent weekends stuffing tissue paper into boxes and affixing labels while the house smelled of mint and sugar. Setting the card aside, he removed the tissue paper and located the tin nestled inside. The wintry scene printed on the lid matched the blue and white. There were four smaller tins, each labeled, and he left them in the box to give to Max, Eve, and the kids when they came back to town.

He had barely pried off the lid but could already smell the contents. Peppermint and chocolate. Helping himself to one of the squares of white chocolate fudge, he popped it into his mouth, already reaching for his phone to call and thank her. She would be just leaving work, probably stopping to pick up dinner, and it wasn't until he had found her name in his phone that he remembered she wasn't coming home to him.

The fudge tasted bittersweet but he knew it was regret. Snapping the lid back onto the tin, he left it on the table and ignored the longing to hear her voice. They were still friends, yes, and probably always would be, but he had no rights to call her as much as he still did. She had a new life. With Charles, a great guy who loved her the way she deserved.

Groaning, he called her, part of him hoping she would let it go to voicemail so he could leave a quick message thanking her for the fudge and peppermint bark and the truffles. But of course she answered, her voice ringing with happiness.

"I knew you'd call! I saw online the package was delivered." Lauren chuckled. "Couldn't wait 'til Christmas, could you?"

"I never could," he reminded her with a grin. He thanked her, making sure to add another thanks for the treats she'd sent for Max’s family. "I'll make them wait until Christmas."

"How is the house coming along?"

"Pretty much done. The furniture has all been delivered and I've got to get the decorations up and put together some things." He looked at the cartons stacked in the living room and knew he needed to get to work. "How are you doing?"

"I'm great. Charles and I are going to see The Nutcracker tonight, so I'm at the salon getting my hair done."

"I won't keep you. I just wanted to say thanks."

"I'll always send you my Christmas candy, Oscar."

"I know." He felt it again, that bittersweet sensation, and swallowed hard. "Have a great time at the show."

"I'm sure I will." She paused. "Are you doing okay?"

"Just a few holiday blues," he admitted. "Wondering what I'll be doing next."

"You'll find something, Oscar. You always do."

"I know, I just…"

"Hoping the bakery girl will be involved?"

"How did you—"

"Max came to the bank the other day."

Of course he had. And of course he had told her about Natalie. "It's a little complicated, but I wouldn't say I'm having no luck. She's got a lot on her plate."

"Is there room on yours?" Lauren asked.

Oscar exhaled slowly. He didn't know how much Max had told her and had to remind himself that she was no longer his fiancée, that he didn't have to tell her everything. "I think so."

"It'll work out, Oscar."

"I hope so."

"It will. Stop being so moody. This isn't like you."

"I know, and I hate it. I'll pull myself out of it."

"If you need me—"

"I'll call," he promised. "Don't worry about me, Lauren."

"Tell the sun not to shine while you're at it."

He laughed, felt some of the melancholy ease. "Have you two set a date?"

"Charles  wanted to do October… Fall wedding at his family's place in the mountains. But…" She sighed. "We're looking at June now."

"You can have your fall wedding in the mountains."

"I don't want people to think I'm just doing a repeat."

"It's not a repeat."

"But people talk."

"Fuck people."

She laughed. "Are you sure you won't mind? You won't think it's weird?"

"Of course not. I mean, as long as it's not the same day and the same time and you wear the same dress," he teased.

"Hell, I might do the same bouquet and music, too," she laughed.

Once the laughter had stopped he sighed. "I'm really happy for you, Lauren. Do your fall wedding. Give a middle finger to anyone who tries to tell you it's being tacky. This is you and Charles, not you and me."

"You're right. I know. I'll talk to him tonight. Thanks, Oscar."

"You don't have to thank me for anything."

"Yes, I do – Just a minute!"

"Go get your hair done," he said.

"I have to thank you for a lot of things. And one day I'll get around to doing that. But right now… Thanks for being you."

"It's a hard job, but somebody's gotta do it."

"Will we see you before Christmas?"

"Probably not," he said. "I told Max the house would be ready for New Year's, but I'm working to get it done by Christmas."

"Ever the devoted friend. I hope we talk again before then, but if we don't, have a great Christmas, Oscar."

"You too, Lauren."

There was a brief pause, and the three little words hovered in the air. As they always did. He wondered if they would forever.

"Bye," she said softly, then ended the call.

He couldn't stay inside. He needed to get out, to breathe fresh air. He needed to see or talk to someone that he didn't have bittersweet feelings for. Someone that could pull him out of his head.

It wasn't until after he'd called Penny to him, after he had hooked the leash that she was still not a fan of to her collar, after he had guided her outside and shut the door, after he was halfway down the block, that he realized he could have just called Max. Or Eve. Or his mom. Or even Esteban.

Instead, he continued the walk, praising Penny when she stopped shaking her head to get the leash off. Praising her again when she stopped to pee. As they approached Natalie and Mark's house, she seemed to perk up, giving a little yip once they reached the edge of the drive. Chuckling, Oscar bent to unhook the leash, following as she ran across to the front porch and scratched at the front door. By the time he was climbing the steps to the porch the door was opening.

"Hey, you," Natalie greeted, squatting down to rub Penny. "Aren't you beautiful in your new sweater? Oscar got you the Christmas green one, huh? That's so festive!"

Grinning, Oscar watched Penny soak in the adoration. Natalie looked up at him, smiling, then turned her attention back to the dog.

"Come on in and see your Mark," she said, straightening. "Dad! Company!"

Oscar approached the door as Penny darted into the house, following the sound of Mark's voice. When the man's surprised laugh reached him, he grinned. "She's really his dog, you know. I'm just the nanny."

"Come in," she said, stepping back. "Close the door? I've got caramel on the stove."

Oscar stepped inside, breathing a soft sigh as he closed the door. Shrugging off his coat, he left it on the chair in the foyer and moved to the living room to see Penny standing by Mark's chair, her paws resting on his good knee. "Hey, Mark."

"Hey," he said, gently stroking Penny's head.

"How you feeling today?" he asked, stepping into the room. Seeing boxes and totes lined up in front of the couch, he lifted his eyebrows in confusion. Then, seeing a strand of lights stretched across the coffee table, he figured they were Christmas decorations.

"Better than the weekend." Mark peered behind Oscar to make sure his daughter wasn't coming into the room. "She won't let me work, though."

"Resting isn't a sin," Oscar said.

"I know. I just don't like everything falling on her." Mark stopped stroking Penny and sighed. "I'm going in tomorrow, though. I've got to get the fruitcakes ready for pickup."

"Who's working the shop now?"

"Franco and Ollie are doing mornings. She goes in first thing to get things started, then comes back here to take a nap and wait on me. Then she goes back after lunch and comes home for dinner. Last night she fell asleep untangling the light strands."

He wished he could offer to help out. He knew nothing about baking, though, and less about running a business. And he had more than enough work of his own to do, if he wanted to be able to surprise Max and Eve for Christmas. Thinking of all he had to do, he knew he should make it a quick visit and head back. But he stayed, watching Penny move to the armchair next to Mark's. She sat up in the seat, giving the air a few sniffs, then turned in three circles before curling up and settling in. When he heard her pleased sigh, he didn't have the heart to make her move.

"She's making caramel?" he asked.

"Doing turtles to take to the church pageant this weekend," Mark said with a nod.

"The pecan things?"

"Yep. I can't wait to steal one later." Sighing, Mark picked up his book. "Go see if you can get one for me now."

Chuckling, Oscar headed for the kitchen. He was greeted with the mouthwatering aroma of caramel and roasted pecans. Natalie was at the stove, steadily whisking the contents of a saucepan. On the counter was a long sheet of waxed paper, row after row of clustered pecans lined up like soldiers. He saw unwrapped bars of chocolate sitting in a bowl on the island counter, and helped himself to a few of the pecans in another bowl. "Are these the rejects?"

"The ones I haven't gotten to," she said with a smile. "What brings you buy?"

"Penny needed a walk." He peered into the pan and saw the beginnings of a boil. Stepping back, he leaned against the island. "Although really I think she just wanted to see Mark."

"Mark and Penny," she laughed. "I'm glad you bring her over to see him. She really perks him up."

"I told you, she's his dog. I'm just the nanny."

"Is he paying you?"

"Only in good company." He popped a salted pecan into his mouth. "And food."

"After his surgery…" She turned her attention to the pan, then reached for an open can. She slowly poured the contents into the pan, steadily whisking. "After his surgery, do you think you could bring her by? He's bad enough now with me making him stay home a few days, he's going to be in hell when he can't go to work for weeks."

"I—" Oscar popped the rest of the pecans in his mouth and chewed slowly, not wanting to tell her he wasn't sure he would still be in town then. But he thought of the little house he kept straying to when he and Penny took their long morning walks. He thought of Mr. Wright, who'd called him and told him he was lowering the asking price. He thought of his best friend living a five minute walk away, and being able to see the kids every day. He thought of dancing in the snow and the warmth of her smile. "I'd be happy to."

Her smile was so warm he was certain he felt his heart bubble like the caramel she was making.

"If you keep stealing them, I won't have any to take to church."

"I only stole two, the rest you said I could try."

"I didn't say you could try six."

"They're delicious, though, how could I only try one?"

"You're impossible," Natalie groaned, pulling the waxed paper towards her. "But I'm glad you like them."

Oscar grinned, popping a finished turtle off the paper. "I love them. Your recipe?"

"Mom's." She felt a glow rise inside her from his praise. "I added the sea salt, though."

"It's great. Are you taking anything else to the church thing?"

"I don't know. There's always so much food and it's all so good… I think we'll just stick to desserts." Grabbing the last of the candies, she placed them in the container and gasped when he reached to grab another. "Oscar!"

"Here," he said, holding it in front of her face. "The cook has to try it."

"I tasted all the elements."

"Not together."

Rolling her eyes, she leaned forward to take a bite. She nodded, chewing, tongue darting over her lips to catch the bit of caramel that had stretched between her mouth and his hand. Looking up at him, she swallowed quickly and smiled. "It is good."

"You didn't take the opportunity to say you knew it would be good?" He clicked his tongue in disappointment. He set the candy on the counter, gaze dipping. "You got a flake of salt…"

Before she could reach to brush it away, his finger brushed over her bottom lip. Her breath caught and she swallowed again, lips parting slightly as the tip of his finger traced her lip again. The scents of chocolate and caramel lingered on his finger and she could smell it. She breathed in and smelled him. Her heartbeat flurried, dizzy, and she gave in when the urge to move closer to him rose.

He was going to kiss her.

She was sure of it, even though he seemed to be moving in slow motion. His palm grazed her cheek, cupped it, and he released a low sigh that she unconsciously echoed. His tongue grazed his lips and she was struck by the longing to taste it on hers. She wanted him to kiss her.

Didn't she?

"Natalie?" he whispered.

She nodded, even though she wasn't quite sure what the question was. She finally moved her hands, raising them to grasp his biceps, marveling a little at how strong they felt as he continued his slow movement. She really wanted a kiss. It had been so long she was starved for the intimate touch, but more importantly she wanted his kiss. Because she instinctively knew it would be amazing.

"Can I get a taste of that candy, sweetie?" her father called from the living room.

Oscar groaned with regret, a soft laugh escaping when she muttered a curse.

"Sorry," she whispered, pulling away. Clearing her throat, she turned to get a plate to carry some of the candies to her father.

He sighed, smoothed a hand over his face, and said nothing while she loaded the plate with half a dozen of the turtles. She reached for the container lid, he reached for the plate. Then, sighing again, he set it down with a clink and reached for her. The container lid hit the counter with a clatter. Drawn into his embrace, she tipped her head back, catching the darkened hue of his eyes an instant before his lips met hers.

Decadent, like the caramel she had made. Rich, like the chocolate. The flavors of the candy melted between them and then she could taste only him. She could smell only him, that woodsy cologne that would have been overpowering on anyone else, even the detergent he used for his clothes. And lingering just beneath something else that she couldn't identify but could only sense. It reminded her of being wrapped in a warm towel fresh from the dryer but at the same time reminded her of sunshine. Of crisp sheets and laughter and dandelions dancing on a breeze.

She wanted him to never stop kissing her.

He was tender and sweet and made her weak. She held onto him, returning the kiss with all the longing that had built up since they had met.

"Natalie," he sighed at the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm?" She felt a little woozy, like she'd had too much wine. His arm was strong around her, and through her sweater she could feel his fingers digging into her side. "…What?"

"Your dad," he whispered after kissing her again.

She blinked slowly, struggling to figure out what he was talking about. Her dad? He was fine. He was in the living room with his book about the American Revolution. She had to take him candy, but he could wait just a few more minutes.

"What's taking so long – Oh." From the doorway came a knowing chuckle as she and Oscar pulled apart.

She tried to pretend that the feel of Oscar's fingers dragging along her arm didn't affect her. Biting her lip, which still tasted of him, she attempted to gather her scattered thoughts. "Dad, we—"

"Oh, I saw what you were doing. Better take it out of here, though, before you melt the chocolate."

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Hii! I don't know if this counts as a ‘name like’ request, but we have two requests !!! (Either or both would be amazing!!)

01 : Names like the words “Precipice,” “Lament,” and “Volition.” Out of names, I wish for them to be most similar to Antoine and/or Laurent.

02 : Names like the word “Ribbon” and the names “Irene,” “Marie,” and “Mizuki.”

Thank you in advance!!

I couldnt find much so I just did as many as I could! sorry about that!

ANTOINE / ANTOINETTE︰ adam. adeline. adrian. aiden. alexander. alexandre. alexis. alfonso. amandine. amelia. anastasia. andeana. andoni. andre. anna. anne. annette. anthony. antione. antoan. antoine. antoinette. anton. antoni. antonia. antonie. antonin. antonina. antonio. antoniy. antoniya. antony. antoon. antwan. antwon. arabella. arthur. auguste. augustin. augustina. aurora. belinda. benjamin. caleb. camille. carlotta. catherine. cecelia. charles. charlie. charlotte. clarisse. claude. claudette. clementine. clover. clémence. collette. damian. diane. dolores. dominique. dorothee. eleanor. elie. elisha. elizabeth. eloise. emile. emma. esme. esteban. ethan. ezra. fernando. francis. franco. françois. gabriel. gaston. genevieve. giacomo. giuseppe. grace. grand. guinevere. gwendoline. gwendolyn. helga. henri. henry. ishmael. jackie. jacob. james. janette. jean. jeanette. joachim. joffy. johannes. john. jordan. joseph. josephine. juan. jules. kal. khaliah. laurien. letitia. liam. louis. louise-marguerite. louise. lucas. lucinda. madeleine. makayla. margaret. marguerite. maria. marie. marion. mary. maxime. megara. michael. myara. nell. nicolette. noah. noel. olga. oliver. olivier. paolo. peyton. philippe. phyllis. pierre. pietro. portia. ramon. raul. revence. rosanna. rosemarie. roxane. salvador. santiago. scarlett. sebastian. silvia. sonia. terence. ulrich. veda. vincent. violet. william. yvonne. étienne.

AND MORE︰ ⭐ 🐶 🪐

LAURENT︰ agustin. alain. alexander. alliance. alphonse. amelie. anais. antoine. armand. arnaud. arturo. asher. astrid. atticus. auguste. charlotte. christophe. constantine. corinne. cécile. delphine. dominique. emil. emile. esme. etienne. evangeline. ezra. fidelia. françois. gabriel. gareth. genevieve. gilles. guillaume. hadrian. helene. henri. hrh. hugo. ignacio. isabella. isabelle. isadore. jean. jude. lawrence. leo. leonidas. levi. lorand. lorant. lorenzo. lorinda. lucien. ludovic. marcel. marcello. marcellus. marie. nathalie. nathaniel. octavian. oliver. olivier. philippe. pierre. raoul. remi. rosaire. sandrine. sebastian. shey. stephane. sylvie. sébastien. thaddaeus. theo. théophile. valentin. vincent. vincenzo. virginie. visa.

AND MORE︰ ⭐ 🐶

IRENE︰ ada. adelaide. alex. alexander. alice. alix. amelia. antonia. aron. augusta. benjamin. blaine. braden. braelyn. brayden. charlie. charlotte. clara. claudia. constance. cora. cornelia. cynthia. dane. david. diana. dorothy. drake. dwayne. edith. edward. elizabeth. eloise. erin. esther. evelyn. florence. francesca. francis. gabriel. genevieve. george. georgiana. grace. graysen. grey. guadalupe. hazel. helen. helena. henry. iorwen. iram. irem. iren. irena. irina. iris. irma. irwin. iryna. isaac. james. jane. jean. jessie. john. joseph. juan. kane. lane. layne. leslie. lucinda. magdalena. margaret. maria. marian. marie. marion. mary. michael. miguel. miriam. oliver. olivia. owen. pablo. patricia. priscilla. rayna. rayne. reina. rene. rey. robert. rosalind. sylvia. tabitha. theodora. veronica. victoria. william. willie.

AND MORE︰ ⭐ 🐶

MARIE︰ alexander. alexandra. alice. alix. amanda. amelia. amy. angela. ann. anna. anne. auguste. benjamin. bethany. carolina. catherine. charles. charlie. charlotte. christine. corinne. elisabeth. elizabeth. ellen. emery. emile. emma. emory. ethan. francis. franz. friedrich. gabrielle. georg. grace. henry. isabella. jacqueline. james. jan. jean. joanna. john. joseph. jules. kareem. katharina. kathleen. laura. lee. leopold. liam. louis. louise. lynn. maeve. mahari. maree. margaret. mari. maria. mario. mary. maximilian. mayer. mayur. mehera. meir. meora. merari. michael. miner. minoru. mira. mirah. mirai. miranda. mirari. mireia. miri. mirra. mirri. moira. monroe. mora. more. morey. moriah. morrow. moyer. murray. myra. nicole. noel. oliver. olivia. pat. paul. rachel. rebecca. rebekah. rene. rosa. rose. sophie. stephanie. uriah. william.

AND MORE︰ ⭐

MIZUKI︰ aigis. aiko. aoi. asoka. athena. azard. bolin. cersei. chumvi. constanza. corona. cyrille. daisuke. deva. emiko. florencia. fred. freesia. haji. hanako. hisano. ikuseghan. iziko. izumi. kaito. kamiko. kamille. kammy. kasumi. katashi. katsuo. kazuki. kiburi. koru. kusa. kyoko. kyomi. kôma. lakshmi. liam. liara. macawi. magaska. magic. mags. maisie. maka. makar. mango. masashi. masato. maso. massey. maxi. mays. meaza. mega. mego. megumi. meigs. metis. meyshia. mheetu. midori. midzuki. mika. mike. mikia. misaki. miyako. miyoko. mizu. mocha. moma. moses. moshe. mowanza. moxie. mwana. mwenje. noma. océane. otieno. parvati. pasiphae. reiko. renza. rita. rosabella. ryu. sabine. sayuri. scratch. sephora. skye. stellaluna. suki. taariq. takayuki. tomato. toshiro. tsukiko. uru. vanille. yoshiro. zuwena.

AND MORE︰ ⭐ 🐶 🪐 🍖

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

new list of paras

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Vienna

Evan

Regulus

Harley

Mary

Nya

Phillippa

Alexander

Violet

James

Amelia

Allegra

Ryan

Charles/Charlie

Fae

Marley

Johnathan

Nick/Nicky

Paolo

David

Casey

Theo

Kurt

Diana

Freya

Aiden

Carrie

Lily

Cody

Stacy

Sophia

Elaine

Mary Anne

Charles

Marc

Rory

Yuki

Ripley

Jake

August

Victoria

J

Azur

Daphne

Nameless

Laura (L)

Marlene

Franziska (Frankfurt)

Frankie

Stephanie (Stuttgart)

Charlotte (Köln)

Dakota (Duisburg)

Bremen

Jory

Pierre

Kalypso

Eli

Beatrice

Sierra

Sarah

Emmeline

Icarus

Camilla

Celine

Ryen

John Nathan

Porcelain

Pepper

Prince

Coriolis

Marceille

Areia

Roxy

Chestnut

Terracotta

Sangria

Lucky

Colin

Echo

Cyra

Emris

Sirius

Coriane

Roy

Kalypso (2)

Dahrlia

Lya

Georgia

Darren

Andre Senna

Alexis

Samantha

Atreju

Alessia

Esmeralda

Auxerre

Jack

James

Esmeralda (2)

Anna

Lily

Élise

Lena

Daphne

Rhea

Nick

Poppy

Xander

Star/Riley

Ronan

Astrid

Jordan

Olivia

Ashley

Astrid

Dusty

Night

Amelia

Sofia

Jenny

Audrey

Kylie

Tiffany

Derek

Daniel

Sally

Elliot

Carmen

Olivia (2)

Kyara

Roxanne

Erik

Dean

Dylan

James (Em's son)

Tristan

Pierres wife

Pierres daughter

Billie

Lexus

Donovan

Andrew

Penelope

Mira

Miranda

Benjamin

Daniel

Rose/Rosie

Tabitha

Isabelle

Landon

Aaron

Talia/Tahlia

Diana

Dantè

Bianca

Zara

Theodore

Alison

Emilia

Dorcas

Katie

Erin

Troy

Aunt May

Tristan John

Carla

David

Maria

Katherine

Timotheus

Sam

Louis

Jane

Drew

Aryeh

Atticus

Reg‘s aunt

Reg‘s uncle (shitty)

Reg‘s uncle (good)

Jane

Ari

Daniel

Clark

Bennet

Jules

Rose

Grace

Kingston

Nala

Eddie (who tf?)

Vincent

Rio

Jessica

Benjy

Louisa

Natalia

Kiara

Seth

Savannah

Jace

Jack

Basil

Mariann

The red ones are animals, everyone else are human characters lol

This is also just the ones that aren’t straight up copies of real world celebs and stuff cus it feels wrong to put them here

Current count of characters with everyone included:

✨225✨

[helenadurazzo]

Send Asks For These Four Characters to Learn More About Them

Top Left: Phineas Dylan Hearst (1880 - 1953)

Fourth Son and youngest child of Silenus Hearst and Violet (née Avery) Hearst

Younger Brother of Atticus, Cyrus, Gladys, and Julius

Brother in Law to Griselda, Tabitha, Pierre, Leander, Achille, Aaron, and Elphias

Uncle of Clovis, Fidelis, Matthias, Themis, Amaryllis, Gallus, Helios, Violet, Leroux, Phoebe, Olympe, and Victorie

Married to Marie McKay

Son In Law of Cormac McKay and Josephine (née Beaumont) McKay

Father of Zacharias, Thomas, and Nicolas

Father in Law of Gilda and Aurelia

Grandfather of Olivia, Joseph, Cynthia, and Elijah

Great Grandfather of Jacob, Helena, Tobias, Lottie, Louis, Spencer, Sylvester, Heather, Dexter, and Amber

Top Right: Nicolas Eleazar Hearst (1917 - 2008)

Third Son and Youngest Child of Phineas Hearst and Marie (née McKay) Hearst

Younger Brother of Zacharias and Thomas

Brother In Law of Gilda, Polaris, and Borealis

Uncle of Joseph, Elijah, Priscilla, Irvin, Brayden, and Fauna

Married to Aurelia Osborn

Son in Law of Millard Osborn and Lenoir (née Delaney) Osborn

Father of Olivia and Cynthia

Father in Law of Alessandro and Daniel

Grandfather of Jacob and Helena

Great Grandfather of Sandy, Cereus, Dominic, Remy, Vincent, and Zara

Bottom Left: Olivia (née Hearst) Gladys Durazzo (1939 - 2046)

First Daughter and Eldest Child of Nicolas Hearst and Aurelia (née Osborn) Hearst

Older Sister of Cynthia

Sister In Law of Daniel, Donella, and Gregorio

Aunt of Lottie, Louis, Serafina, Leonardo, Luciana, and Lorenzo

Married to Alessandro Durazzo

Daughter in Law of Leonardo Durazzo and Camila (née Lazarini) Durazzo

Mother of Jacob and Helena

Mother in Law of Angelica and Erika

Grandmother of Sandy, Cereus, Dominic, Remy, Vincent, and Zara

Bottom Right: Helena Marie Durazzo (1973 - ????)

Daughter and youngest child of Alessandro Durazzo and Olivia (née Hearst) Durazzo

Younger Sister of Jacob

Sister in Law of Angelica

Aunt of Sandy, Cereus, Dominic, and Remy

Married to Erika Rath

Daughter in Law of Frederic Rath and Irene (née Morosovich) Rath

Adoptive Mother of Vincent and Zara

[yes-bernie-stuff]

Actes 9:36-42

36 Il y avait à Joppé, parmi les disciples, une femme nommée Tabitha, ce qui signifie Dorcas: elle faisait beaucoup de bonnes oeuvres et d'aumônes.

37 Elle tomba malade en ce temps-là, et mourut. Après l'avoir lavée, on la déposa dans une chambre haute.

38 Comme Lydde est près de Joppé, les disciples, ayant appris que Pierre s'y trouvait, envoyèrent deux hommes vers lui, pour le prier de venir chez eux sans tarder.

39 Pierre se leva, et partit avec ces hommes. Lorsqu'il fut arrivé, on le conduisit dans la chambre haute. Toutes les veuves l'entourèrent en pleurant, et lui montrèrent les tuniques et les vêtements que faisait Dorcas pendant qu'elle était avec elles.

40 Pierre fit sortir tout le monde, se mit à genoux, et pria; puis, se tournant vers le corps, il dit: Tabitha, lève-toi! Elle ouvrit les yeux, et ayant vu Pierre, elle s'assit.

41 Il lui donna la main, et la fit lever. Il appela ensuite les saints et les veuves, et la leur présenta vivante.

42 Cela fut connu de tout Joppé, et beaucoup crurent au Seigneur.

[christophe76460]

MERCREDI 26 FÉVRIER 2025

NOTRE PAIN QUOTIDIEN

LA JOIE DE DONNER

[Tabitha] faisait beaucoup de bien et donnait de son argent aux autres. Actes 9. 36

Sur un vol de cinq heures, une femme a vigoureusement crocheté un pull. En s’y consacrant, elle a constaté que ses mouvements hypnotisaient un bébé de cinq mois. Elle a alors eu cette idée : au lieu d’achever le pull en question, elle a décidé de crocheter un bonnet pour son petit admirateur. Elle devait toutefois le terminer avant la fin du vol – en seulement une heure ! Quand elle a présenté le bonnet à la mère de l’enfant, toute la famille l’a accepté avec joie et les autres passagers l’ont applaudie en souriant.

On reçoit souvent des cadeaux surprises avec joie. Que nous en ayons besoin ou qu’ils soient pour notre plaisir, la personne peut ainsi nous témoigner la bonté de Christ. Dans l’Église primitive, Tabitha était connue pour son partage de vêtements, et parce qu’elle « faisait beaucoup de bien et donnait de son argent aux autres » (AC 9.36). À sa mort, ses bénéficiaires ont montré « toutes les robes et les manteaux que [leur avait faits] Tabitha » (V. 39). Ces veuves ont témoigné de sa bonté et de la manière dont elle avait touché leur vie.

Coup de théâtre ! Pierre, par la puissance du Saint-Esprit, ramène Tabitha à la vie (V. 40). Cette résurrection remplit de joie ceux qui l’aimaient – et en conduit beaucoup d’autres à croire en Christ (V. 42).

Nos actes de bonté peuvent compter parmi nos témoignages les plus mémorables. Si possible, faisons des cadeaux surprises aujourd’hui.

RÉFLEXION

Quels dons pouvez-vous faire ? Qu’est-ce que cela signifie pour vous de recevoir des dons de bonté ?

PRIÈRE

Père céleste, rappelle-moi de me montrer bon envers autrui – leur faisant profiter de mes cadeaux et de mes biens.

LECTURE

NOMBRE 15 - 16

MARC 6 : 1 - 29

[chrancecriber]

Antenne Vorarlberg Chillout Lounge (July 23, 2023)

12:20 Antenne Vorarlberg Chillout 11:36 Thor - Chamka 11:33 Kungs Feat. Jhart - Dopamine 11:29 The Timewriter - Soulstickers 11:26 Nora En Pure - Life On Hold 11:21 Tinlicker Feat. Hero Baldwin - Rebirth 11:15 4 Wing - Penelope 11:07 Hraach Feat. Iveta Mukuchyan - Sarer Jan 11:04 Freischwimmer - California Dreamin 11:01 Alok Feat. Bruno Martini & Zeeba - Never Let Me Go 10:56 Schiller - White Nights (Don't Let Me Go) 10:52 Above & Beyond Feat. Zoe Johnston - We're All We Need 10:46 Guy Mantzur - The Invisible Man 10:43 Armin Van Buuren Feat. Jake Reese - Need You Now 10:41 Colorblast - Message In A Bottle (Colorblast Version) 10:37 Mandalay - Beautiful 10:31 Rodg - Heights 10:26 Kyau Vs. Albert - Velvet Morning 10:22 Jean-michel Jarre - Oxygene, Pt. 4 10:17 Glide - Y Môr 10:12 Billy Sizemore - Together 10:08 Nora En Pure - World Of Rules 10:03 Deep Dive Corp. Feat. Dennis Le Gree - Water 10:00 Tenfold Loadstar - Sun And Rain 09:52 Blank & Jones - California Sunset 09:46 Schiller - Der Goldene Engel 09:44 Alessandro Taccini Feat. Pierre Soyer - Higher Love 09:41 Lika Morgan - Ding Dong 09:37 Sum Wave - Malin's Song 09:32 Aromabar - Renegade 09:25 Julian Wassermann - People 09:18 Tom Odell - Another Love (Zwette Edit) 09:11 Le Roy - See The Light Ahead (Extended Mix) 09:09 George Geccoo Feat. Maik Pinto - Dolce Vita 09:03 Depeche Mode - Home 08:59 Karsten Kiessling Feat. Helin - Fight Like A Lion 08:56 Gamper & Dadoni - Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! 08:49 Schiller & Tricia Mcteague - Universe 08:45 Brendon Moeller - Emerging 08:41 Blank & Jones - Into The Sun 08:38 Diena Van Diest - Don't Give Up 08:31 Atb - No Fate 08:24 Valeron - Jamal 08:19 Music On Canvas Feat. Tabitha - Upside Down 08:17 L'imperatrice - Peur Des Filles (Montmartre Remix) 08:09 Heather Nova - Aquamarine 08:07 Avaion, Paulwetz, Nu Aspect Feat. Yuma - Sleepless 08:04 Dizkodude & Dj Antoine - Your Eyes (Dj Antoine Vs Mad Mark 2k21 Summer Mix) 08:00 De-phazz - True North 07:54 Tinlicker Feat. Nathan Nicholson - Always Will 07:51 Armin Van Buuren & Garibay - Phone Down 07:48 Danny Avila - End Of The Night 07:43 Thomas Lemmer & Andreas Bach - Deep Ocean 07:41 The Holy Santa Barbara Feat. Madugo - The Sailor Song 07:36 York - I Need You 07:27 Moby - Too Much Change 07:22 Scotty & Wilcox - Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (Wilcox Extended) 07:19 Starley - Lovers Strangers 07:16 Zoe - C'est La Vie 07:13 Xillions - Somebody Like Me 07:05 Kygo - Freeze 07:00 Dreamerproject - Horizons (Glenn Main Remix) 06:57 Blank & Jones - Fall In Love 06:50 The Last Atlant - Twin Of The Sun 06:46 Loud Luxury - Cold Feet 06:41 Frank Borell - Epic Dreams (Fifty Shades Of Dreams Mix) 06:38 Kygo & Sasha Sloan - I'll Wait 06:34 Jean-michel Jarre - Equinoxe, Pt. 5 06:30 Pang! - Walking In The Sun 06:28 Buchs Feat. Nokyo - Cheverolet 06:25 Sans Souci - Nanda 06:18 Armen Miran - Precious Story 06:10 Martin Roth - An Analog Guy In A Digital World 06:03 Groovecatcher - Intoxicated 06:00 Mike Candys & Jack Holiday - The Riddle Anthem Rework 05:57 Robin Schulz - Never Know Me (Radio Mix) 05:49 Edx - We Can't Give Up 05:43 Blank & Jones - Coh 05:40 Arty Feat. Cimo Fränkel - Daydreams (Sultan Shepard Echoes) 05:34 Laila (Feat. Tiefblau) - Yin And Yang 05:32 Mike Candys, Sb Mont & Salvo - Turned To Dust 05:28 Pirra Feat. Lindstrøm & Prins Thomas Remix - Limousine Lies 05:24 Stephane De Lucia - Trippin 05:18 Röyksopp Feat. Susanne Sundfør - If You Want Me 05:16 Ofenbach & Ella Henderson - Hurricane 05:10 Lounge Generation & Namara - Inner Voice 05:06 Alle Farben & Fools Garden - Lemon Tree 05:02 Smoke City - Underwater Love 04:55 Beyhude - Alabora 04:52 Nora Van Elken - Interstellar 04:46 Kruder & Dorfmeister - Black Baby 04:43 Viva La Panda, Finding Molly - Chances 04:41 Nto (Fr) Feat. Sofiane Pamart - Invisible (Piano Version) 04:36 Loungertrip - Brighter Day 04:29 True & Berger - Imprint Of Pleasure 04:26 Yves V X Bashkar - Halfway (Feat. Twan Ray) 04:23 Regard & Raye - Secrets 04:19 Lstn - Floral Decor 04:17 Famba Feat. Brando & Mkla - Games We Play 04:13 Armin Van Buuren & Garibay Feat. Olaf Blackwood - I Need You 04:09 Bronson Feat. Lau.ra - Heart Attack 04:05 Elmara - Transit 04:00 Goldfish - Love Everlasting (Extended Mix) 03:56 Jako Diaz & Margret - Mirror 03:53 Lenny Ibizarre - The Rain 03:48 Two Lanes - Pièces Froides: Ii. Danses De Travers 03:45 Duboss - Losing My Religion 03:42 Alan Walker - Faded 03:38 Golden Tone Radio - Glück 03:35 Nora Van Elken - Okinawa 03:32 Meduza & Becky Hill X Goodboys - Lose Control 03:26 Hakan Kayis, Furkan Sarikas, Cinar Gedizlioglu - A Night In Alacati (Original Mix) 03:23 Lstn - Sïstër 03:19 Madonna - Nothing Really Matters 03:14 Fous De La Mer - Luces 03:11 Arizona - Oceans Away (Sam Feldt Remix) 03:07 Portishead - Revenge Of The Number 03:02 Three Drives On A Vinyl - Greece 2000 (Sebastian Davidson & Melosense Remix) 02:57 L' Art Mystique - Le Jardin Secret (Original Mix) 02:54 Filous - Let It Snow (Original Mix) 02:48 Beyhude - Terso 02:45 El Profesor - Bella Ciao (Hugel Remix) 02:41 Mandala Dreams - Mirror Lake 02:38 Vize & Tom Gregory - Never Let Me Down 02:32 High Heels Breaker Feat. Sarah Palin - Come Easy (David August Remix) 02:30 Topic, Robin Schulz, Nico Santos, Paul Van Dyk - In Your Arms (For An Angel) 02:26 Lucy Neville - Shameless 02:22 Rithma - The Return 02:18 David Guetta, Robin Schulz, Cheat Codes - Shed A Light (Blank & Jones Remix) 02:10 Francesco Rossi - Paper Aeroplane 02:08 Srtw & Mave Feat. Sønlille - Last Train Home 02:05 Dvine - Ever After 01:58 Nora En Pure - Birthright (Club Mix) 01:55 Blank & Jones Feat. Coralie Clément - Cest Mieux 01:49 Anrey - The Forgotten (Extended Mix) 01:42 Joris Voorn - Ringo 01:39 Thrdl!fe & Sleepwalkrs - Outta My Head 01:36 Gamper & Dadoni Feat. Joe Jury - Satellites 01:31 Spooky - Shelter 01:25 Banderas - This Is Your Life (Easy Life Mix) 01:22 Melonia - Sweet Child O' Mine 01:18 Sise - The Rain (Where Do I Begin) 01:15 Valerie Dore - The Night (Zyx Edit Remastered 2021) 01:09 Klangkuenstler Feat. Alice Phoebe Lou - Man On The Moon (Original Mix) 01:06 Chicane - Capricorn (Back Pedal Brakes Remix) 01:02 Jan Blomqvist & Bloom Twins - High On Beat (Sofi Tukker Remix) 00:58 Chris Malinchak - So Good To Me 00:53 Lstn - Times Of Sorrow 00:48 Schiller X Tricia Mcteague - Miracle 00:43 Atb With Enigma - Enigmatic Encounter 00:41 Dj Antoine Feat. Ablai - My Corazon (Dj Antoine Vs Mad Mark 2k21 Mix) 00:36 Schiller Feat. Jael - Tired (Live) 00:32 Bedouin Soundclash - Brutal Hearts (Flicflac ) 00:29 Schiller & Peter Heppner - Leben... I Feel You 00:23 Tebra - Istok 00:19 Bebo Best & The Super Lounge Orchestr - Come As You Are 00:17 Lizot - Daddy Cool 00:13 Eelke Kleijn Feat. Ost - Lost Souls (Nora En Pure Remix) 00:05 Armin Van Buuren & Avira Feat. Sam Martin - Mask 00:02 Robin Schulz & Felix Jaehn - One More Time

[yyunko]

Tom takes a lil visit to his mom

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Rosa Riedl - The Inspiring Journey to Paralympic Glory

Rosa Riedl's tree of her family and historical documents. Records could include photos, original documents, family histories relatives, dates, locations and full names. Cecilia graduated at Oregon State University with a degree in English. She loves traveling, hiking, and spending time with her pet; Maguey. Her interests in research are narrative and semiotics.

About the Author The Paralympic Games began in 1960, with the first Athlete's Oath (which is identical to the Olympic Oath) being taken in the year 1960. Since 1960, athletes who have disabilities compete to win an Olympic medal, just like Olympic Games competitors. Geros Geros is an adaptive athlete who is a competitor in the sitting snowboard cross men's category. He has put in a lot of effort to fulfill his dream of competing in the Winter Paralympics 2022. When he stepped onto the podium for the award at the conclusion of the contest He reflected on the many obstacles and challenges he has overcome to get to this moment. Marika Cecilia Riedl is a harpist who performs solo for the Tonhalle Orchestra Zurich and the Philharmonie Orchestre de Berne among other orchestras. She also is a member of various ensembles and also teaches music at the Musikhochschule Munchen. She is a scholar of the Kiwanis Club Zurich and the Lyra Foundation. About the Book The word "Paralympics" is derived from the Greek para (meaning in conjunction with) and lympos (athletes). The Games were named in order in order to emphasise the fact that disabled athletes participated in the same competition as Olympic athletes. Megan Stockwell, a 22-year-old from northern England she has been dreaming of becoming a Paralympian since the age of just nine years old. After a few attempts at wheelchair basketball and swimming until she found her true passion in table tennis. After Mary Wettengel lost her leg after a fall, she decided to live a normal life. She did it by using prosthetic legs to dance as well as acting and playing the piano. Her involvement in theatre and music empowers children with disabilities. She also participates in research and advocacy to promote inclusion of disabled people. Her work has been recognized and rewarded several times. She lives in Luxembourg with her husband and two cats. She loves writing, painting, and being creative in all ways possible. About Caecilia Riedl Caecilia Riedl is a 12 year old Judo athlete with a vision impairment. She has been recognized by the National Ministry of Education's Young Talent award and dreams of participating in the Paralympics someday. She has been taking harp classes since the year 2010. In 2014, she won study grants from the Migros-Kulturprozent and was accepted to the Swiss Music Conservatory. She also received instruction from masters including Luisa Prandina Cristina Bianchi, and Marie-Pierre Langlamet. Historical records and family trees related to Rosa Riedl. They can contain photos of original documents, family history and relatives dates, addresses, full names, and specific dates. Rosa Riedl was born in the month in which she was born. She was married Hubert Konrad in 1933, at age 19 years old. They had two children: Franz Riedl and Juliana Riedl (born Wach). Rosa died on month day in death place. She was buried at Cimitero Parrocchiale, (Pfarrkirche St. Pankraz), Glurns in Trentino-Alto Adige. There was a brother as well as three other siblings. About the Illustrator Megan Riedl was nine when she was diagnosed with a severe spinal cord injury. But the sports-mad child didn't let this handicap prevent her from. She was the national athlete in wheelchair basketball in table tennis, swimming and wheelchair basketball before she made her debut at the Paralympics in 28. Marika Cecilia Riedl erhielt ihren ersten Harfenunterricht von Tabitha Nicolas, und im Jahr 2010 wurde sie zum Jungstudent bei der Musikhochschule Munchen belegt. Seit 2014 absolviert sie die Zurcher Hochschule der Kunste unter Sarah O'Brien und hat einen Austauschsemester in Lausanne bei Letizia Belmondo absolviert. She has received awards from the Lyceum Club Zurich as well as the Marianne and Curt Dienemann Foundation Luzern. Stephanie is an illustrator and writer who loves hiking, traveling, and having time with her pet Maguey. She is a student of semiotics, Narratology along with affect theory and monster theories. She enjoys applying them to the field of education and arts. Click for the video

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Rosa Riedl - The Inspiring Journey to Paralympic Glory

Rosa Riedl's family tree as well as historical documents. Records can include photos of original documents of family history, relatives and even the names of deceased relatives. They can also contain dates, dates, locations, full names, as well as specific dates.

Cecilia holds a degree in English from Oregon State University. She loves to travel, walk, and spend time with Maguey, her dog. Her interests in research include the study of semiotics and narratology. About the Author In 1960 it was the year that the Paralympic Games were first held. The Athlete Oath was adopted (which is similar to the Olympic Oath). Since 1960, athletes who have disabilities compete to win medals just like Olympic Games competitors. Adaptive athlete Geros Geros is a competitor in the men's standing snowboard cross category, has been working hard to fulfill his dream of participating in the 2022 Winter Paralympics come true. When he stepped onto the podium of the awards at the conclusion of the event He thought about all the hurdles and difficulties he has overcome to get to where he is today. Marika Cecilia Riedl performs as a solo harpist with the Tonhalle-Orchester Zurich, and the Philharmonie Orchestre de Berne among other orchestras. She also participates in ensemble programs and instructs at the Musikhochschule Munchen. She has received scholarship from the Kiwanis Club Zurich, and the Lyra Foundation. About the Book The word "Paralympic" comes from the Greek words para (meaning side-by-side) and Lympos ("athletes"). The Games were named that way in order to emphasize that athletes with disabilities participated alongside Olympic athletes. Megan Stockwell is a 22 year old from northern England who has been dreaming of becoming a Paralympian ever since she was nine. She tried wheelchair basketball, table tennis and swimming before finding her passion. After Mary Wettengel lost her leg She was determined to live a normal existence. And so she did -using the prosthetic legs she received to dance, perform as well as perform on the piano. She is now working to empower disabled children through her work in the field of theatre and music. She also conducts research on disability inclusion and is a vocal advocate for equality in the workplace as well as schools. She has won numerous awards and recognition for her work. She lives in Luxembourg with her husband and two cats. She is a writer or paint and is creative in whatever manner she can. About Caecilia Riedl Caecilia Riedl, 12, is a Judo athlete who has a visual impairment. She was awarded the National Ministry of Education's Young Talent Award and hopes to compete in the Paralympics someday. Since the year 2010, she has been studying harp since 2010. She received a study grant by the Migros-Kulturprozent in 2014 and was accepted to the Swiss Music Conservatory. She also received coaching from Luisa Praandina Cristina Bianchi and Marie-Pierre Langlamet. Rosa Riedl's tree of family members and historical records. These records can include photos of family history, original documents relatives, dates, locations and full names. Rosa Riedl (born Folie) was born on a month day in the birthplace. She got married to Hubert Konrad at the age of 19 in 1933. They had 2 children: Franz Riedl and Juliana Riedl (born Wach). Rosa died on month day in death place. She was buried at Cimitero Parrocchiale, (Pfarrkirche St. Pankraz), Glurns in Trentino-Alto Adige. She was the sister of three other siblings and also had a brother. About the Illustrator When she was nine, a serious spinal cord injury rendered Megan Riedl a wheelchair user, but the sport-mad youngster did not let her disability hinder her from experimenting with new activities. She won national medals in wheelchair basketball and swimming prior to making her Paralympic debut at age 28 when she won a gold medal in table tennis. Marika Cecilia Riedl erhielt ihren ersten Harfenunterricht von Tabitha Nicolas, und im Jahr 2010 wurde sie zum Jungstudent bei der Musikhochschule Munchen belegt. Seit 2014 absolviert sie die Zurcher Hochschule der Kunste unter Sarah O'Brien und hat einen Austauschsemester in Lausanne bei Letizia Belmondo absolviert. She is a recipient of scholarships from the Lyceum club Zurich and the Marianne and Curt Dienemann Foundation Luzern and the Zangger-Weber Stiftung, and the Richard Wagner Verein Munich, as well as the Kiwanis Club Zurich-Enge Patenschaft. Stephanie is a writer and illustrator who loves to travel, hiking, and having time with her dog Maguey. She studies semiotics, narratology as well as affect theory and monster theories. She enjoys finding ways to apply these theories to education and the arts. Go to the video

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Rosa Riedl - The Inspiring Journey to Paralympic Glory

Rosa Riedl's family tree and historical documents. Records could include photos and the original documents, family history relatives, specific dates, places and complete names. Cecilia has graduated at Oregon State University with a degree in English. She enjoys traveling, walk, and spend time with Maguey and her dog. Her research interests are in semiotics, narratology and affect theory. About the Author In 1960 it was the year that the Paralympic Games were first held. The Athlete Oath was taken (which is identical to the Olympic Oath). Since since then, athletes who have disabilities have competed to win a medal similar to what Olympic Games competitors do. Geros Geros is an adaptive runner who competes at the sitting snowboard cross men's competition. He has worked tirelessly to fulfill his dream of participating in the Winter Paralympics 2022. He reflected on all the hurdles and challenges that he faced to reach this point when he was on the podium to receive the awards. Marika Cecilia is a soloist for a number of orchestras which include the Tonhalle Orchester Zurich, the Philharmonie Orchestre de Berne and other orchestras. She also participates in ensembles and also is a teacher at the Musikhochschule Munchen. She has received scholarships from the Kiwanis Club Zurich, and the Lyra Foundation. About the Book The word "Paralympic" is derived from the Greek words para (meaning side-by-side) and lympos ("athletes"). The Games were named to highlight the fact that disabled athletes participated in parallel to Olympic athletes. Megan Stockwell, a 22-year-old from northern England, has dreamed of becoming a Paralympian since the age of nine years old. After having tried wheelchair basketball and swimming before she found her passion in table tennis. Mary Wettengel was determined to have a happy, normal life after losing her leg. She did it by using her prosthetic legs to dance in theatre, acting, and playing the piano. The work she does in the field of theatre and music helps disabled children. She is also involved in research and advocacy to promote inclusion of disabled people. She has won numerous awards and recognition for her efforts. She lives in Luxembourg with her husband and two cats. She loves writing, painting and is creative in every way is possible. About Caecilia Riedl Caecilia Riedl is a 12-year-old Judo athlete with a vision impairment. She has been awarded the National Ministry of Education's Young Talent award and dreams of competing at the Paralympics in the near future. She has been taking harp classes since the year 2010. She was awarded a study award by the Migros-Kulturprozent in 2014 and later accepted into the Swiss Music Conservatory. She has also received advice by masters like Luisa Prandina Cristina Bianchi, and Marie-Pierre Langlamet. Rosa Riedl's family tree as well as historical records. These records can include photos of original documents as well as family histories and relatives dates, addresses full names, and specific dates. Rosa Riedl (born Folie) was born on month day in birth place. She got married to Hubert Konrad at the age of 19 in 1933. The couple had two children: Franz Riedl and Juliana Riedl (born Wach). Rosa died on month day in death place. She was laid to rest in Cimitero Parrocchiale (Pfarrkirche St. Pankraz), Glurns, Trentino-Alto Adige, Italy. There was a brother as well as three siblings. About the Illustrator

When she was a young girl when she was nine, a severe spinal cord injury rendered Megan Riedl a wheelchair user however, the athlete-loving youngster never let her disability prevent her from experimenting with new activities. She took home national medals in swimming and wheelchair basketball prior to taking part in her Paralympic debut at age 28 and winning gold in table tennis. Marika Cecilia Riedl erhielt ihren ersten Harfenunterricht von Tabitha Nicolas, und im Jahr 2010 wurde sie zum Jungstudent bei der Musikhochschule Munchen belegt. Seit 2014 absolviert sie die Zurcher Hochschule der Kunste unter Sarah O'Brien und hat einen Austauschsemester in Lausanne bei Letizia Belmondo absolviert. She is the recipient of scholarship awards from the Lyceum Club Zurich as well as the Marianne and Curt Dienemann Foundation Luzern as well as the Zangger-Weber Stiftung, and the Richard Wagner Verein Munich, as well as the Kiwanis Club Zurich-Enge Patenschaft. Stephanie is an illustrator and writer who enjoys traveling, hiking and having time with her dog Maguey. She is interested in semiotics and narratology, affect theory, as well as monster theories. She is interested in exploring ways to apply these theories to education and the arts. Go to YouTube

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Rosa Riedl - The Inspiring Journey to Paralympic Glory

Family trees and records from the past connected to Rosa Riedl. Records can include photos of original documents including family histories and relatives. They may also include dates, dates, locations, full names, and dates. Cecilia holds a degree from English at Oregon State University. She enjoys traveling, go hiking, and enjoy time with Maguey her dog. Her research interests are in semiotics and narratology as well as affect theory. About the Author The Paralympic Games began in 1960 in the year 1960, and the first athlete's Oath (which is the same as the Olympic Oath) being taken at that time. Since 1960, athletes with disabilities compete for a medal just like Olympic Games competitors. Geros Geros is an adaptive athlete who competes in the sitting snowboard cross men's category. He has worked hard to achieve his goal of competing in the Winter Paralympics 2022. When he stood on the award's podium at the conclusion of the contest He reflected on all the obstacles and challenges that he's overcome to get to where he is today. Marika Cecilia performs as a soloist in a variety of orchestras that include the Tonhalle Orchester Zurich, the Philharmonie Orchestre de Berne and some others. She is also a part of ensembles, and she teaches music at the Musikhochschule Munchen. She has received scholarships from the Kiwanis Club Zurich, and the Lyra Foundation. The Book The word "Paralympics" is derived from the Greek para (meaning in conjunction with) and lympos (athletes). The Games were named that way in order to emphasize that athletes with disabilities competed alongside Olympic athletes. Megan Stockwell, a 22-year-old from northern England she has been dreaming of becoming a Paralympian since the age of nine years old. After playing wheelchair basketball and swimming until she found her niche in table tennis. Mary Wettengel was determined to lead a normal, happy life after losing her leg. She did this -by learning to use the prosthetic legs she received to dance, perform, and play the piano. Her involvement in theatre and music empowers disabled children. She is also involved in research and advocacy to promote disability inclusion. Her work has been acknowledged and rewarded multiple times. She lives in Luxembourg with her husband and two cats. She loves writing, painting, and being creative in all ways is possible.

About Caecilia Riedl Caecilia Riedl is a twelve-year-old Judo athlete with a vision impairment. She received the Ministry of Education’s national Young Talent Award and hopes to participate in the Paralympics in the near future. Since 2010, she's been studying harp since 2010. She was awarded a study award from the Migros-Kulturprozent in 2014 and was accepted to the Swiss Music Conservatory. She has also received advice from masters such as Luisa Prandina Cristina Bianchi, and Marie-Pierre Langlamet. Historical records and family trees related to Rosa Riedl. They could contain photos of family history, original documents family members, specific dates, locations and full names. Rosa Riedl (born Folie) was born on a month day in her birthplace. She married Hubert Konrad at the age of 19 in 1933. The couple had two children: Franz Riedl and Juliana Riedl (born Wach). Rosa died on month day in death place. She was laid to rest at Cimitero Parrocchiale, (Pfarrkirche St. Pankraz), Glurns in Trentino-Alto Adige. She was the sibling of 3 others, and had one brother. About the Illustrator Megan Riedl was nine when she was struck by a serious spinal cord injury. But the sports-mad child did not let this injury prevent her from. She was an Olympic athlete in wheelchair basketball as well as table tennis and swimming before she made her debut at the Paralympics aged 28. Marika Cecilia Riedl erhielt ihren ersten Harfenunterricht von Tabitha Nicolas, und im Jahr 2010 wurde sie zum Jungstudent bei der Musikhochschule Munchen belegt. Seit 2014 absolviert sie die Zurcher Hochschule der Kunste unter Sarah O'Brien und hat einen Austauschsemester in Lausanne bei Letizia Belmondo absolviert. She is the recipient of scholarships from the Lyceum Club Zurich and the Marianne and Curt Dienemann Foundation Luzern and the Zangger-Weber Stiftung, and the Richard Wagner Verein Munich, as well as the Kiwanis Club Zurich-Enge Patenschaft. Stephanie is an illustrator and writer who loves hiking, traveling, and spending time with her dog Maguey. She is interested in semiotics and narratology along with affect theory and monster theories. She enjoys finding ways to apply them to the field of education and arts. Watch the YouTube video

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Rosa Riedl - The Inspiring Journey to Paralympic Glory

Rosa Riedl's family tree and historical records. Documents can contain photographs, original documentation including family histories and relatives. They can also contain dates, addresses, full names, and specific dates. Cecilia has graduated from Oregon State University with a degree in English. She enjoys traveling, walk, and spend time with Maguey her dog. Her research interests are in semiotics and narratology. About the Author In the year 1960, the Paralympic Games were first held. The Athlete Oath was sworn (which is the same as the Olympic Oath). Since the year 1960, athletes with disabilities compete for an Olympic medal, just like Olympic Games competitors. Geros Geros is an adaptive athlete who competes in the sitting snowboard cross-men's category. He has worked hard to reach his goal of participating in the Winter Paralympics 2022. When he stepped onto the award's podium at the conclusion of the event He reflected on all the obstacles and challenges he's faced to get to where he is today. Marika Cecilia is a soloist with many orchestras, including the Tonhalle Orchester Zurich, the Philharmonie Orchestre de Berne and some others. She also is a member of various ensembles and also teaches music at the Musikhochschule Munchen. She has received scholarships from the Kiwanis Club Zurich, and the Lyra Foundation. About the Book The term "Paralympics" is derived from the Greek para (meaning alongside) and lympos (athletes). The Games were named in order to emphasize the fact that disabled athletes participated in parallel to Olympic athletes. Megan Stockwell, a 22-year-old from northern England She has always dreamed of becoming a Paralympian since she was nine years old. After playing swimming and wheelchair basketball before she found her niche in table tennis. Mary Wettengel was determined to live a normal, happy life following the loss of her leg. She was able to do this using prosthetic legs for dancing in theatre, acting, and playing piano. The work she does in the field of theatre and music helps disabled children. She also carries out research on disability inclusion, advocating for equal opportunities in workplaces and educational institutions. Her efforts have been acknowledged and honored multiple times. She lives with her husband in Luxembourg and has two cats. She loves writing, painting, and being creative in every way feasible. About Caecilia Riedl Caecilia is a Judo-athlete aged 12 with a visual impairment. She was presented with the Ministry of Education's national Young Talent award and dreams of competing in the Paralympics someday. Since 2010 she has been studying harp. She was granted a study grant from the Migros-Kulturprozent in 2014 and was accepted into the Swiss Music Conservatory. She has also received advice from masters such as Luisa Prandina, Cristina Bianchi, and Marie-Pierre Langlamet. Family trees and records from the past connected to Rosa Riedl. These records can include photos and original documents, family history and relatives, as well as specific dates, places, and complete names. Rosa Riedl (born Folie) was born on the day of the month in birth place. She got married to Hubert Konrad in 1933, at age 19. The couple had two children: Franz Riedl and Juliana Riedl (born Wach). Rosa died on month day in death place. She was buried in Cimitero Parrocchiale, (Pfarrkirche St. Pankraz), Glurns in Trentino-Alto Adige. There was a brother as well as three other siblings. The Illustrator

When she was nine when she was nine, a severe spinal cord injury rendered Megan Riedl a wheelchair user and a sports enthusiast, but the youngster never let her disability stop her from exploring new sports. She was a national champion in wheelchair basketball as well as table tennis and swimming before she made her Paralympics debut in age 28. Marika Cecilia Riedl erhielt ihren ersten Harfenunterricht von Tabitha Nicolas, und im Jahr 2010 wurde sie zum Jungstudent bei der Musikhochschule Munchen belegt. Seit 2014 absolviert sie die Zurcher Hochschule der Kunste unter Sarah O'Brien und hat einen Austauschsemester in Lausanne bei Letizia Belmondo absolviert. She is a recipient of grants from the Lyceum Zurich and the Marianne and Curt Dienemann Foundation Luzern as well as the Zangger-Weber Stiftung, and the Richard Wagner Verein Munich, in addition to the Kiwanis Club Zurich-Enge Patenschaft. Stephanie is a writer and illustrator who loves to travel, hiking and spending time with her dog Maguey. She is interested in semiotics, narratology, affect theory, as well as monster theories, and likes applying these theories in the realm of education and art. All credtis to YouTube

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Tabitha, Lève-toi !

Je crois en la résurrection, Christ est ressuscité et Il est assis à la droite du Père. Je crois que Christ a ressuscité des hommes et des femmes durant Son ministère et celui des apôtres, la Bible en témoigne.

Nous allons nous pencher sur le récit de actes 9 : Nous sommes dans un contexte où l’Église naissante va vivre une période un peu plus calme, car son persécuteur Saul de Tarse s’est converti. Au même moment, Pierre continue son ministère d’évangéliste à Lydde. L’Église ne se relâche pas dans sa mission de proclamation de l’Évangile.

Mais un événement va attrister une communauté de Joppé.

Actes 9:36 à 43

Ce passage met en évidence un événement tragique, à Joppé. Tabitha, une femme parmi les disciples de Jésus est tombée malade, elle succomba à sa maladie et elle mourut.

Quelle tristesse quand on sait que cette femme était active au sein de la communauté de Joppé. Le texte nous rapporte qu’elle faisait beaucoup de bonnes œuvres et d’aumônes.

Mais la communauté de Joppé entendit parler que l’Apôtre Pierre se trouvait dans une ville voisine à Lydde. Ils l’envoyèrent chercher et le prièrent de venir chez eux sans tarder.

Pierre partit sur Joppé sans plus tarder et quand il arriva sur les lieux on le conduisit dans la chambre haute où se trouvait le corps de Tabitha.

Le texte nous dit que toutes les veuves l’entourèrent en pleurant et lui montrèrent toutes les tuniques et vêtements que faisait la défunte.

Pierre fit sortir tout le monde de la chambre et se mit à genoux et pria; PUIS se tournant vers le corps il dit : Tabitha, lève-toi ! Elle ouvrit les yeux et ayant vu Pierre elle s’assit. Il lui donna la main et la fit lever. Il appela la communauté de Joppé et la présenta vivante. Cela fut connu de toute la ville et beaucoup crurent au Seigneur ! Amen.

Quel enseignement pouvons-nous retirer de ce récit ? Un début tragique et une fin magnifique !

Quand on lit le texte on se rend compte que dans cet événement tout s’est passé très vite; elle tombe malade et puis elle décède.

Tout peut aller très vite, le matin tu te trouves au Mont Sinaï et le soir tu es dans la vallée de Baka.

Quand la flamme s’éteint dans le cœur d’un croyant tout peut aller vite. Un manque de pardon, un péché caché, des calomnies…

Mais cette communauté de Joppé ne se laisse pas abattre; elle invite l’homme de Dieu qui dirigé par l’Esprit de Dieu va la conduire vers la victoire.

Un nettoyage dans nos pensées

Quand Pierre arrive sur les lieux, il fait le ménage dans la chambre où se trouve Tabitha. Il fait sortir tout le monde : Il faut faire taire et faire sortir les différentes pensées qui nous éloignent de ce que Dieu veut réellement accomplir, à savoir de relever celui qui est perdu, sans zèle et qui a perdu sa flamme.

2. Plier le genoux

Après que Pierre ait fait place nette dans la pièce, le texte nous dit que Pierre s’est mit à genoux et qu’il pria. Sans fléchir les genoux devant Jésus, nous ne sommes capables de rien et notre frère ou notre sœur ne peuvent se relever. Tout comme Pierre, allons chercher la face de notre Dieu, aux pieds de notre Sauveur, Celui qui connait et qui sonde les cœurs.

Le texte nous dit que Pierre pria. Pierre était un homme d’action mais aussi un homme de prière.

Comme cette communauté de Joppé, soyons animés par l’amour pour notre prochain. Invitons l’Esprit Saint dans nos vies afin de chasser nos pensées décourageantes qui nous empêchent de croire que Notre Seigneur peut redonner la vie spirituelle à toutes les "Tabitha" qui doivent reprendre leur marche avec Dieu. Comme Pierre, plions le genoux devant Celui qui redonne la vie.

( Toutes les pensées quotidiennes sur : *viechretienne. net/pensee-du-jour* ). ☀️réduire l'espace entre le "point" et le "net"☀️ dans votre barre d’adresse.