#Prayers and Reflections
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mjamiu · 6 days ago
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karisumawrites · 7 months ago
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Don't shine so others can see you. Shine so that through you, others can see Him. - C.S. Lewis
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karlestrovanarcisso · 5 days ago
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Pray in silence and cry heavily if you must. For our tears are filled with unspoken words only God can understand.
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terriblesolomons · 10 months ago
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Ok but guys isn't it actually crazy how Eugene Roe's presence is literally defined by the ineffable silence of God....ep 6 has no narrative voice beyond the languageless vision of Roe's literal perspective....he brings with him silence in every episode he's in like the chaos after Jackson blows himself up stills completely when Doc runs in - they all go silent & frozen & breathless - when any man is wounded the very concept of words beyond orders fail...he talks about how Renee is blessed to calm the wounded she treats but it's evident that he brings with him something even graver than calm; it's unutterable, literally, it's a prayer, it's a response to the silence we meet (Roe meets) in his prayers (it's a reflection on the insane power we - they - have over our own - and their own - mortality - that silent and sometimes apparently godlike capacity to return (to the front lines) from the dead (that hell of lost brotherhood in the hospitals)?)
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annasanthology · 6 months ago
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life is so subtle sometimes that you barely notice yourself walking through the doors you once prayed would open.
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al-firdaus · 3 months ago
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Some days, we rush to our musallah (prayer mat), eager to stand in front of Allah ﷻ, feeling that khushū’ and that sweetness in being close to Him. And other days, it feels as if we’re dragging our feet, exhausted, distracted, or don’t really feel like praying. And it’s in those moments when shayṭān whispers to us, making us feel as if we’ve failed—that our ṣalāh isn’t “good enough,” that Allah ﷻ will be displeased, that we’re not good Muslims. We’re so hard on ourselves because we feel as if every ṣalāh needs to be filled with khushū’, sweetness and tranquility, and we become disheartened when it’s not.
But dear soul, don’t you see? The fact that you still pray, even when your heart feels heavy, even when you’re dragging your feet, even when you don’t feel like it, shows how much you long to please Allah ﷻ. That even when it feels difficult, your soul knows where it belongs—before Him.
And it’s okay. It’s okay if not every ṣalāh is filled with khushūʿ. It’s okay if some days feel like a struggle. Perhaps those ṣalāh’s are even more beloved to Allah ﷻ because they are a testament to your perseverance, your unwavering effort to turn back to Him.
So to the one dragging their feet to ṣalāh—keep going. Keep knocking on Allah’s door. He will, for sure, open it in a way that fills your heart with a love so deep that your soul will love to stand before Him, again and again.
May Allah ﷻ grant us the sweetness of ṣalāh and the ability to worship Him with sincerity, no matter how we feel. Amīn.
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nemfrog · 2 years ago
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"Cuthbert praying in the sea." Geoffrey's window. 1921. Frontispiece.
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💭 “Is that God… or just me?” Sis, you’re not alone. If you've ever wrestled with that question—you’re in good company. God’s voice isn’t chaotic. It doesn’t rush, confuse, or pressure. It’s steady, peaceful, and always aligns with His Word. ✨ You don’t need to be perfect—you just need to be present. 📖 Read the full post on how to discern His voice! #HearingGodsVoice #FaithOverFeelings #MotivatingCreativity #SpiritLedLiving #DiscerningHisVoice #ChristianWomen
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impmansloot · 22 days ago
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reading an article on narcissus and goldmund and thinking "this is way too focused on jungian archetypes and not queer enough. also not batshit crazy enough"
#don't get me wrong the article wasn't bad in fact it was very interesting#but i think that looking at it solely from jungian lens (or other referencial material) doesn't do the book justice#also the anima and animus analysis imo doesn't often work#for the fact that 1. we have two characters who are presented as the opposites while both being men#who are two sides of the same coin/could be read as two halves of one person (I Need To Examine That More).#3. if we explore anima in goldmund... then wtf do we explore in narcissus? like ... the Default? the Man?#(tbh i think anima/animus are quite silly concepts despite being progressive then and jung def being onto something)#i actually like that the concepts of maternal (physical) and paternal (spiritual) worlds are in a way divorced from the gender#they're more like prevalent parts in individual humans (but innate to everyone in different proportions)#4. ultimately both represent two extremes to the point of not being ''realistic'' human beings at times#but still reaching to the other side/world because. well how can you live otherwise#narcissus with his love toward goldmund that retains his personhood and makes him question everything he believes in#golmund finding an outlet to the intense chaotic fleeting and cruel nature of material world in the form of art (partially spirit)#(also even prayers are presented as this kind of therapeudic quasi form of art which is interesting)#side note: it's a loss that we don't see TheSpirit in fem characters. there are moments that made me wonder that about lydia and lizbeth#but idk if that was the intention with them i might be reading too much into it#yet we have agnes who is in a way a reflection of goldmund equal to him... what a woman#txttag#narcissus and goldmund#hermann hesse#don't mind me i Still haven't processed this novel and i might have been ogre ulysses meme all these years#but im reluctant on reading about it because the novel is deeply personal to me and i wanna exercise my own thoughts#this time i just kinda stumbled upon it as i was looking for a (free) digital version of the book lmao#you used to be able to just google search an old book in russian and read/download it... what a shame
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rowanisawriter · 6 months ago
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do you ever become so completely unhinged about a guy that you find yourself looped back around to normal. i am no longer horny. i am just normal and ambivalent :) i am able to view an image of a character and feel an ordinary and expected amount of emotions :) :)
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mjamiu · 9 days ago
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karisumawrites · 7 months ago
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Heavenly Father, each day I am at the receiving end of Your generosity. Grant me the grace to also be generous in kind and in spirit to the needy.
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karlestrovanarcisso · 4 days ago
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How blessed we are when our soul finally learns to find contentment and satisfaction in our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
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withintheveil · 2 months ago
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- Here is a poem for anyone going through illness, hardship, or silent pain.
Whispers of the Angel
I have heard death's whispers many times. It calls me like an old friend— a friend I’d rather stay away from, but a friend nonetheless.
He does not knock, nor does he wait for permission. He walks like shadow beside me, scary—but dutiful. An angel, bound not by malice, but by obedience to my Lord.
He does not speak. He simply stands when my soul trembles in sujood, when the wind stills at night, when my heart aches for things it cannot name.
He has seen the faces of kings and children, the lovers of dunya, and the lovers of Allah.
To the heedless, he comes like lightning— To the prepared, like a quiet pull toward home.
Sometimes I wonder if he’s near, when I can’t sleep. When my mother’s voice trembles in du’aa. When I feel too heavy for this earth, and too sinful for the sky.
But I know… He only moves when my Lord commands. He has no power of his own. He is not cruel. Just certain.
So I wait, not with eagerness, but with submission. Not with longing, but with hope.
That when he comes, he will not find me empty. He will not find me far.
Let him find me with Qur’an on my lips, and Allah in my heart. Let him take me, if I am ready.
And if I am not… then let me live only to become so.
-Ruhaya 🤍
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annasanthology · 6 months ago
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Dear God,
Thank You for this day and for every moment You surround me with Your presence. Right now, I ask for peace over my mind. Calm every racing thought and help me to rest in Your promises.
Your Word says that no weapon formed against me will prosper, and I stand on that truth today. Remind me that You are my refuge and my strength, and I don't have to fight these battles alone. Fill my heart with Your peace, quiet the storms in my mind, and protect me from anything trying to steal my peace. I trust You to guide and sustain me today.
In Jesus' name, amen.
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Could all of you take just 5 minutes out of your day to pray for a little boy at my church, he has cancer and is not doing well right now. I fully believe in the power of prayer and that god listens to each one but there is something so powerful about when we all pray, wherever you are, whatever you doing please take a Moment to pray for him it would mean the world to me and his family
Thank you for your time
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