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mountain-yeti · 6 months
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Only You I need you Like a rose needs the sun Like a wave needs a shore Like a lung needs oxygen Like a kite needs wind I need you only you I want you Like a hot day wants a cooling breeze Like a bird wants to sing Like shepherd wants a red sunset Like a love song wants to be sung I want you only you I desire you Like the Earth desires the Moon Like the desert desires the rain Like a heart desires a beat Like a Mustang desires to run free I desire you only you I seek you Like a sailor seeks the North Star Like a writer seeks the next line Like a river seeks the sea Like a bee seeks for a flower I seek you only you I love you Like a spring flower loves to bloom Like an eagle loves to soar Like the sun loves to rise Like a perfect diamond loves to shine I love you only you A M.Y Production 5th April 2024
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theexodvs · 2 years
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Before dating someone who claims to be a Christian, you need to know how they respond to all of the following questions.
1. Is Jesus the uncreated God? 2. Are Jesus, God the Father, and the Holy Spirit three coeternal persons? 3. Is Jesus fully divine and fully human? 4. Are all people born in a state of sin, inherited from Adam and Eve due to their transgression? 5. Are believers justified through faith, by the free grace of God? 6. Is the institution of marriage a lifelong covenant between one man and one woman, dissoluble only through death, abandonment, or adultery? 7. Is sexual intercourse a practice strictly for married couples?
All of these questions are either first-order matters of doctrine or would indicate how a dating relationship in particular would end up. In addition, there are questions I would ask about second- and third-order matters (limited atonement, spiritual gifts, infant baptism, etc). What additional questions you would ask would depend on your Biblical hermeneutic and how closely you would want a partner to agree, but I have made the mistake of not gauging previous partners’ doctrine.
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azsdiary · 1 year
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Me omw to serenade Devon fine self now I found out Him + Rae aren’t together bc FINEST TV DISNEY MAN HANDS DOWN and the only childhood crush who wasn’t lying/playing games (Jake 😬Trevor Jackson 😵‍💫 Chad Dylan cooper 🥱) love me a 👏 GOOD 👏 MAN.
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Paul gave 6 Virtues a good man should pursue:  Righteousness godliness Faith love steadfastness and gentleness. And ISN’T DEVON ALL 6! Preach.
Be a good man click here:
This song makes me want to burst into tears it’s their prom song
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Don't Take It Personally: A Guide to Finding Peace in Christ
Why Taking Things Personally Feels So Good It’s easy to take things personally when someone says something that sounds like an insult. At first, it might feel good to get angry or upset. It makes you feel like you have the right to be mad at someone. But in the long run, taking things personally can make you feel isolated and insecure. It’s a defense mechanism that might make you feel safe for a…
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san-sebastienne · 2 months
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With truly all the love and empathy in my heart: crying daily over the sexual assault allegations against Gaiman isn’t healthy. I’ve seen multiple people –especially fans of GO – saying this since they came out, and it’s really fucking concerning me.
I wonder if it has to do with the insidious ideas that 1) people are either Bad or Good, 2) Bad people can only do Bad things, and 3) liking Bad things or Bad people makes you Bad.
None of these things are true.
People are mixed up and incredibly complicated. Someone can be an incredible artist/friend/chef/ally against racism/drag queen and still be predatory/homophobic/antisemitic/never tips their wait staff. People do things that harm others in big and small ways all the time. You do too. I promise.
(Also the idea of anyone, even people who do genuinely insurmountable harm, becoming somehow less than human is an inherently fascist ideology)
The fact that you (yes, you!!) do harmful things doesn’t immediately make you Bad. There are certainly things that someone might do that causes more harm (say, assault) versus less, but that doesn’t somehow infect all the things they’ve done in the past with their Badness. Gaiman helped write Good Omens. There’s no way now to say “I was wrong and this book was Bad all along” or even “oh, all the parts I like were written by Pratchett, the Bad parts must have been Gaiman.” You didn’t miss an inherent evil by liking the book in the past. It doesn’t make you Bad for liking it now.
(It also doesn’t mean that people associated with Gaiman, like David Tennant, are also Tainted by inherent Badness. Tennant isn’t, you aren’t. Saying otherwise is also a slippery slope argument into dehumanization and fascist ideas)
By all means: if it feels right, stop giving Gaiman your money. Stop tagging him in your Azi/Crowley fanart. But do this as a way to disentangle yourself from parasocial relationships that are actively causing you grief and to vote with your wallet, not because unlinking yourself from Bad Art and Bad People will somehow absolve you and make you Good again. If you already have a copy of Good Omens or Sandman, whether you reread it is between you and your gods. Interacting with a text you find important doesn’t make you Bad or Good. It’s just reading. What you do with the stories is what matters (ironically, that’s the message of a lot of both Gaiman and Pratchett’s work).
Maybe take a peek at Good Omens and re familiarize yourself with its other core message: People are not Bad or Good. People do bad and good things.
Then maybe drink a cup of tea. You need to rehydrate.
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american-boyboss · 2 years
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zillen95 · 1 year
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I know god will come through for me
This post will be brief and concise. There are specific areas in my life where I possess a strong aspiration for achievement. There exists a profound yearning within me to witness the growth of those particular aspects. Why am I not witnessing any progress? According to God, the timing is not right. I must be patient for the appropriate moment. He possesses knowledge of when that moment shall…
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reportwire · 2 years
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18 Simple Prayers to Offer Up for Your Marriage
In five years of marriage, my husband and I, combined, have moved six times, changed careers five times, brushed off Valentine’s Day four times, recovered from three surgeries, adopted two terrible dogs, and created one child (a boy on the way!).  We’ve gone through more than most couples in our short time. Josh lost his grandfather to liver cancer, and I lost one of my dearest college friends to…
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The Way People See You is Not What God Sees
It is interesting for us as Christians to notice, that on various occasions recorded in the Old and New Testament, God saw some people, in a different way, than other people saw them. In Luke 19:7-9, we can see a clear example of that. The opinion of many people then, about a tax collector Zacchaeus, was that he was a bad man, not worthy or God’s attention, because he was a cheater, and a robber…
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oasisr · 10 months
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yes i am a prude, and hypersexuality is ruining friendships, relationships and society as a whole.
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mountain-yeti · 6 months
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Lighthouse When this life beats at you relentlessly & the waves come crashing in When keel of your mind seems lacking & the sails of your hope are torn When your heart feels the strained Like a little boat tossed in the storm Look to my face look to my eyes & let them be your lighthouse When this life hits you like a flood & the wall of water aims to crush When the pressures of this life increase & your strength is slipping When your dreams looked washed away Like bridges in a flash flood Take my hands & fall into my arms & let them be your quiet place When this life hits like a tornado & all your plans are thrown to the wind When changes hit you without warning & your very soul feels fractured When all that you have built seems gone Like smoke in these raging winds See my feet they are beside yours & together we will walk to the sunrise When this life shakes like an earthquake & the pillars of your life crumble & fall When those that you hold dear are gone & the hole in your heart seems infinite When you loose more than you win Know that you are cradled on my chest & our hearts will beat as one Let me be your lighthouse Let me be your lighthouse A M.Y Production 7th April 2024
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theexodvs · 1 year
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My father and my mother were high school sweethearts. Whether by coincidence or because she followed him there, they ended up at the same university. After babysitting homeschooled children while they were dating and growing wary of the culture’s lies, she refused to marry my father unless he fully supported her decision to homeschool her future children. And he agreed.
They did mission work in Central America for a time, before deciding to come back to the US to raise and educate their children. Not long after having my brother, and possibly in my lifetime, my father became the object of a female coworker’s attention. She wished to travel in the same vehicle with him and sleep in the same hotel rooms, with constant flirty behavior. There were (and still are) no state laws for workplace sexual harassment where he had placed his family. However, since the trips in question would have brought them across state lines, he might have been able to lawyer up and sue her for “harassment” in federal court. But he didn’t. Instead, he showed her grace while putting up boundaries, and maintained a completely professional relation with her until she was transferred to a different department and never spoke with him again. Throughout all this, my mother remained the sole object of his affection. He did not have to resort to the nuclear option in order to prove his loyalty to her. This remains my model of both loyalty to one’s spouse and how to deal with colleagues who wish to lure the faithful into sin.
I was late for several milestones due to poisoning in the well water at our house. We do not know what metals caused this; mercury would have manifested differently and lead would have a more permanent effect. Whatever the case, I was misdiagnosed with a developmental delay, and due to the happy accident of Andrew Wakefield’s fraudulent study, I was put on the expensive therapy that is chelation. This would have been around the time my sister was born, and my brother was not even four years old, all in one of the poorest areas of the US. Dad had to pick up two jobs just to keep us afloat. Because he agreed to marry Mom under the condition that she homeschooled, her picking up a full-time job was out of the question. I have seen many men in similar situations have affairs or develop addictions. Dad did neither. He was irritable, and took it out on us maybe a few too many times, as he was never taught how to properly handle his anger. I would not, however, describe his behavior as abusive, and he has never once hit Mom. All things considered, he was under pressures far more immense than I can even conceptualize. He modeled loyalty to my mother, respect for the particulars of his marriage covenant, kindness to his family, and devotion to his calling during a period of great sanctification.
Eventually he found a job that would keep all five of us fed and allow him to pay off his remaining debts. Mom developed various spending and saving habits to make sure that we could survive if anything ever occurred to bring them back to a previous state. Various other female colleagues would make advances on him, but he spoke in a manner bordering on obsession about “the Mrs.” and how wonderful of a woman she actually was. They had arguments, some quite heated, but he took the words of Paul the Apostle seriously, “Do not let the sun go down on your anger.” He never promised not to get angry, or even to avoid an explosive temper, but when he realized the damage he had done, he worked to make things right with those whom he had wronged. He modeled regret, remorse, and justice.
Eventually, after all of us were grown, my dad “quit.” That is legally what happened, anyway. In reality, two people my mom unabashedly describes as sociopaths came to view Dad as an enemy, and backstabbed him. He decided to quit and take the stipend before they had time to mar his resume. I was a semester and some change from graduating and my brother was already completely moved out, but my sister was a few years away from completing her degree and my mom had not worked in almost twenty years. He spent a good five months looking for work, which put him in a panic, wondering how to feed and house Mom and put my sister through the rest of her time at school. He did and said some crazy things. At the end of it, he was able to relax after finding a job that was suitable for his needs. Though he was not stable during that time, his foremost concern was my mom and sister. This was the most recent major test of his quality as a husband and father, and he definitely proved himself worthy. It was fortunately a remote job, as he got it about three weeks after news stories hit of a virus spreading from Wuhan, China. He has kept the same job since, being able to eventually move himself and my mom back to their hometown, living out their lives as empty-nest gulfrats (self-described), and they would not be happier any other way.
Through his thirty-two years as a husband and twenty-seven as a father, Dad had some vices, but he modeled far more virtues. If I get married one day, I will ask his advice often, and already have in order to be the best prospective husband I could be in previous relationships. If I have children of my own, I will ask his advice often, and though my parenting style will not be the exact same, I will take what worked and apply it.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad.
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fant-asm4 · 1 month
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rewatching orym’s visit with the wildmother and i’ve just gotta say that some of y’all really let your personal christian trauma get in the way of a beautiful, heartbreaking, terrifying scene
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foxbox21212 · 1 month
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This is what girls really want
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gyangiver · 2 years
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inspiredchampion · 2 years
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I will make sure I am married to my wife-to-be by next year September. Being married encourages others that there is something loving and hopeful by connecting two souls and binding them together here on Earth and in Heaven in Holy matrimony.
I want give my partner the full respect and show her that she is WORTHY to be my Wife, my Life partner and my Everything!
I will show my father and everyone that a TRUE man stands by his wife and never leaves her. He guards her and protects her and looks after her heart.
I Pledge my Life to my Sweet adorable Achsah!
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