#TESTIMONY

[garden-of-thoughts-fruit-of-lips]

" Out of Line"

It's the person who's "out of line" who is always told to, "Get back in line!"

I'm "out of line," and the students tell me to, "Get back in line!" But I say, "No, " and I saw a smaller line, and they all seemed happy and stood out as different. They were dressed in school uniform. So I started making my way over there. And the teacher of the line I left came and asked me to, "Get back in line" and when I replied, "No", immediately that teacher took it to the principal and now the principal and teachers from my original class started threatening me in front of the students. Who were trying to scare me to get back in place. When I started to break down and cry, my original classmates and other students of that class said, "If you would have stayed in line, this wouldn't have happened to you!" Even with that being done, I kept making my way to the other line. Now, the teachers became furious, and bullies from that school approach me, telling me to turn around. Once again, I refused, so the principal gave a "signal" to the bullies, and they said, "Fine, you could go." As I turned and walked a couple steps further, they added by yelling, "This school dressed you! So we're taking your clothes from off your back!" They started ripping the clothes off of me in front of my classmates and other students. "Hahahaha," they would all laugh as I became naked. Once, I was stripped, and the students of that class noticed the scars and bruises on my naked body. The bullies moved aside so all could see, and I saw pointing, I heard whispering and laughing, and from the laughing crowd, words came out, "How long you had that there!" followed by more laughter. I even heard the ones that had pitty for me say, "If he would have only stayed." At that exact time, I got up from off the ground and turned my back against them

[i-am-not-phoenix-wright]

Edgeworth: Calling our next witness to the stand, please

Betty gets up and twirls her hair on the stand

Edgeworth: (please dear lord) Say your name and occupation please.

Wrong: snrk-

Maya: we all heard that right XD

Betty: Betty Boots

Edgeworth: thank y-

Betty: certified cutie-pie, here to charm the masses! How are you all doing tonight~

Edgeworth:

[dayinadream]

“This one month felt like 100 years.”

Palestinians arrested by Israeli forces during Israel’s ongoing aggression on Gaza described the torture and abuse they were subjected to during the last month. They were brought to a Gaza hospital for treatment following their release.

[classycookiexo]

Right, let’s get into it 💗

[theinwardlight]

We are not called to save the world. That’s a burden too heavy for us to bear. We are instead called to follow the Spirit of Christ speaking within us, the Spirit of the one who carries the sin of the world, the one who can lead us out. Part of the work of Jesus is to break us out of the closed circle of self-justification. As long as we struggle to be good we will never be able to bear the weight of our guilt. [...] If instead we rely on the goodness of God, the goodness we partake in as God’s beloved creatures, then our guilt can be faced. Then we can do our small part to untie the sticky knots of sin that riddle our lives. We are loved and we are responsible. We are sinners and we are saints. We are warped by sin and we are precious children of God.

Mark Russ, "The Good News of Sin"

[rentedvsl]

some dear friends of mine have a son with trisomy-18 that wasn't expected to live long enough to make it out of the hospital. but, miraculously, he lived twenty two weeks and passed away tonight.

they have another son who is three, and he said he saw a bright light at home and again when they were at the hospital. then when their baby passed, he said he saw a person with wings flying into the sky. i know that baby met Jesus tonight.

i wanted to share that with you all, because as heartbreaking as it is, it's also beautiful. that child of God was given a new body tonight & the first time he ever ran it was into Jesus's arms.

please pray for the adams family as they deal with this loss. rest in peace, chapman. 🕊️

[girlactionfigure]

[lyle-and-erik-menendez]

"His whole face was this pale, ashen and he had this gray under his eyes. The weight of his testimony, of having to really destroy the reputation of my family. I remember when he apologized to me on the stand, for molesting me. That was a devastating moment for me. He had never said he was sorry before."

Erik Menendez

[pinestripe37]

I'm not brave, I'm just always safe thanks to the Lover of my soul who was the Bravest Ever when He went up to that cross and bore my pain.

It's not that I'm strong, rather I'm held in Strong Arms through my weakness; what have I to fear when safe at Home in God's Embrace?

The very reason I'm not filled with fear is that God's Perfect Love poured abundantly in my heart leaves no room for fear, and when my courage starts to waver I can call out to Him who draws me near in the faith that comes through unfading Grace.

It's not that I'm deserving but rather cared for, not innocent but rather forgiven, the only virtue preserving mine is that by God's Heart I'm so so infinitely loved.. and such a beautiful realization it is, to know the Love of Jesus my Salvation rests on.

I'm filled not of myself but by God with His Spirit of Love, of Power, and of a sound mind: through every storm with the peace of the Holy Spirit who calms my pounding heart.

I've survived because of His Mercy, and it's easy because He carried me..

It's not that I'm brave, it's that upheld by God's Promise in Christ I'm blessed to know I'm forever Saved.

[thewordfortheday]

Go tell the wonderful things God has done for you! Mark 5:19

This is not a command just to the man who was delivered from demon-possession, but also a command to us! God is merciful! He has forgiven us, God has saved us through His Son Jesus Christ and He has given us eternal life. 

God has been good to us; He has been faithful to us until now. He has healed us, delivered us, protected us, provided for us...How can we not share this powerful message with others?

Prayer: O God, give my mouth the words to say, and a heart full of joy so that I can be effective in telling others what Jesus has done for me! In Jesus' name I ask for this grace. Amen.

[thatgentlewife]

How We Came to Live a Traditional Lifestyle (and Why It Saved Our Marriage)

My husband and I didn’t always live traditionally.

In fact, when we first started dating, our relationship looked a lot like the ones we were raised around—chaotic, prideful, and out of order. Both of our mothers are very strong-willed women who had control in their homes. They wore the pants, made the decisions, spent the money, and pushed their husbands around. There was no true partnership, just power struggles.

My mom never respected my dad—or my stepdad when she remarried. I watched her walk all over them. Somehow, even though they both made more than the average man, we were always struggling. My mom’s spending addiction and need for control created constant financial instability. My stepdad had no real voice in our home, and as kids, we knew it. He wasn’t someone we were taught to respect—he was just there.

My husband’s experience wasn’t any better. His mom works full-time not because she needs to, but because she wants independence. She makes most if not all the family’s decisions. His dad has been completely emasculated. Over time, he’s turned to alcoholism. The pain of being undermined and dismissed every day has made him bitter. He mocks her now. They fight constantly, and they talk about divorce like it’s nothing. There’s no tenderness left. No dating, no joy in family life. She doesn’t ask him before doing anything, not even for simple things—she makes his appointments and forces him to go.

It’s no wonder we were headed down the same path.

When my husband and I started out, I was the one working more hours, making more money, paying the bills, managing his schedule, and making decisions without him. I thought I was being helpful. But in reality, I was controlling. I didn’t respect his opinions, and deep down, I didn’t respect him. Our relationship suffered. We fought every weekend. We didn’t feel like a team. We didn’t feel like a couple. We were miserable.

But God.

Everything changed when we gave our lives fully to Jesus. We started reading the Bible not just for comfort, but for instruction. And in Ephesians 5, we found God’s blueprint for marriage:

“Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church… Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it.”

—Ephesians 5:22–25

Submission used to sound like a bad word to me. But when I finally understood it in the context of mutual humility, everything made sense. Submission isn’t about inferiority—it’s about trust, respect, and God-given roles. It’s about me stepping into the feminine role I was created for and trusting my husband to step into his masculine, God-given leadership.

We had a wake-up call the night His parents got into one of their worst fights yet. We saw ourselves in them. It scared us. We realized that if we didn’t change, we would end up just like them—resentful, angry, distant, and divided. We said, “No more.”

I stepped back from full-time work and took a part-time job in childcare, which I genuinely love. I finally feel like I’m walking in my calling. Parker started working overtime at a blue-collar job. He lifts heavy metal all day, and it’s building his strength—not just physically, but spiritually and mentally too. He’s becoming the man God always intended him to be, and I get to support and encourage him in that.

He pays the bills now. I submit my finances to him because I’ve learned, humbly, that I struggle with spending. Just like my mom, if I’m left unchecked, I’ll shop for things I don’t need and create chaos in our budget. So I submit, not out of fear, but out of wisdom.

At home, I take care of the house, cook dinner every night, and pack Parker’s breakfast and lunches every week. I only make appointments for him if he asks me to. I listen to his perspective. I ask his opinion. I honor him.

And the fruit of that?

We don’t fight anymore. We don’t need to.

We have peace in our home. Real peace, not from perfect circumstances, but from walking in obedience to God’s design. We’re finally building a savings. Our intimacy is thriving. Our marriage bed is a place of joy and connection. We’ve never been closer.

People ask us all the time, “What’s your secret? How are you so happy?”

The truth? Humility. Repentance. Submission. Trust in God’s Word.

People say, “Just wait till you’ve been married longer.” But I’m not going to sit around and wait for my marriage to fall apart. That’s not faith—it’s fear. And we weren’t given a spirit of fear (2 Timothy 1:7). I will continue to nourish and serve and submit and love until the day the Lord calls me home.

My role isn’t a burden, it’s a blessing. And watching my husband thrive in his role as the head of our home makes me proud. He is becoming the man I always prayed for, and it happened the moment I got out of God’s way and let him lead.

“Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands.”

—Proverbs 14:1

Ladies, don’t let the world lie to you. Feminism promises freedom, but it delivers bitterness. God’s way is better. His order is better. His Word brings life.

I’m not perfect. I’m still learning. But I’ll never go back to what we were before. I’ll keep choosing this way, His way, every day.

Because I have never loved my husband more than I do now.

<3 thatgentlewife

[i-am-not-phoenix-wright]

Betty Boot’s Testimony!

Betty: Betty Boots! Certified cutie-pie here to charm the masses! I’m an aspiring actor after my parents!

What Betty saw:

Betty: So I was in acting class a few minutes early

Betty: Fanny never showed up! I had no idea where she was!

Betty: anywhosies, we were supposed to work on our acts for the upcoming talent show in class but only me and trucy were there!

Betty: and as Trucy left to find Fanny, Miss Cue entered her empty classroom to find only me and helped me through… my rehearsal.

[lordvonbunnyv]

It’s crazy to think that this is my first pride month as ace aro, last July I was just accepting myself as asexual and deciding that I was comfortable with the label.

I think in a way, god knew I was asexual, my patriarchal blessing never said anything about marriage or kids. I don’t think my destiny for this life is to marry, maybe one day but as of right now I don’t. Perhaps in the second life I will get married.

Being asexual and Mormon taught me a lot about myself, and strangely it strengthened my faith, I am glad I was able to find queerstake and other queer members, they were the ones who showed me that I can still be queer and keep my temple recommend and take the sacrament. God probably made me this way for a reason, I don’t know why but I believe he has a purpose for me.

Today in church, our stake got divided and there’s been talk about potentially a new temple for our area, I was taught that god is hastening his work and not to be afraid of the future. The future is scary, but I am not afraid, I have faced the future and the unknown before and I always come out fine.

I hope to continue this journey of self discovery with both my faith and queerness hand in hand. I believe that my queerness is linked to my faith somehow as crazy as it sounds, god made me queer for a reason and I want to know why. I am grateful to have my mom who still loves me and my family and friends, even though they don’t 100% understand the queer community, they love me regardless and I can turn to them for support.

I wish everyone this pride month good luck on their personal journey, it’s gonna be scary and awkward, but at least we have each other.

Good luck and Godspeed

💜🤍🩶🖤

[grace-of-spades1]

my testimony

for eighteen years,I lived a life of fear and dread. My parents were toxic and abusive and the best way to avoid that was through just taking the blows. I was born and diagnosed with autism. Since I was the one kid that couldn't do anything the way they wanted or in their words, 'the right way' i became the family scapegoat. It was my fault if something went wrong always. I was never like my siblings or into the same things as them. My parents praised my siblings because they were athletic and smart and followed along with the mind games they would play. I was quieter and more into the arts. My gifts and talents were seen as useless and stupid. I began to believe it and fell into a massive hole of depression, anxiety, self loathing, and suicidal thoughts and actions. those who figured out what was happening at home were pushed away and were seen as bad people. I never felt more alone in my life. Eventually, I moved to a private Christian school. I was miserable. I was disgusted by the thought of Jesus Christ and how He allowed all this suffering in my life. But I remember one day in class, one of my teachers pulled me aside and told me that Jesus saw me and He never left me alone. He was watching over me and had big plans for my life. After hearing that, I could feel the Holy Spirit moving in the room. I burst into tears and allowed Jesus into my life.

After I graduated, i moved out. I have tried to restore a relationship with my family but no onehas bothered to return texts or calls. It has been a few months and I heard I had a new baby brother. The family made it clear I was not invited to see him. Please pray for them.

One verse in psalm 27 was 'when mother and father forsake me, the Lord will take care of me.'

Since I came to Christ, He has done so much in my life. I now have a job, a relationship with the distant family I missed out on growing up(so many cousins!), amazing group of friends, and a wonderful boyfriend.

So yes, my physical family may forsake me, but my Father in Heaven never will. Praise the Lord

He will turn your life around, He is knocking, let Him in

[theinfinitedivides]

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