#christian jacob

[twafordizzy]

Over de bibliotheek: alles alfabetisch!

Bibliotheca del Maestro, Buenos Aires De bibliotheek, uitgestrekt als het universum zelf, maakt gebruik van categorieën om het overzicht te houden. Categorieën sluiten dingen uit; lezen doet dat niet – of hoort dat althans niet te doen. Wat voor classificaties er ook zijn gekozen – elke bibliotheek tiranniseert de handeling van het lezen en dwingt de lezer – de nieuwsgierige lezer, de waakzame…

[i-belswan09]

[arachniasbride]

Two tropes I love equally. ♡ 

[diioonysus]

creatures in art: nymphs

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

Jake in a nutshell.

The Librarians S03E04 And the Tears of a Clown.

[ageofthegeekdotcon]

Saw this and IMMEDIATELY thought of them😿😿🎀🎀

[sarahjacobs]

jack with glasses that he hates wearing. for your consideration.

[nydstan]

I feel like Davey is the type of person to be super unbothered by the heat and then Jack is just there complaining about how hot it is outside every second

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Leverage 3x9 - "The Three-Card Monte Job"

[allelitewrestlings]

AEW DYNAMITE + F BOMBS (2022 - 2023)

[mjfass]

I love this man.

[bubbler-the-bubble]

Dean Devlin, making a show:

[bebemoon]

"written by angela carter" set on urstyle by me<3

[diioonysus]

objects in art: instruments

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

"Wow. What a bunch of crap!"

The Librarians S03E06 And the Trial of the Triangle.

[many-sparrows]

Once my friend told me that he felt Christian imposter syndrome sometimes because he had never had a big, life altering encounter with God. But we encounter God everywhere. It's in the way you let me sit on your couch and ramble about a breakup when we barely knew each other. It's in sunshine. Laughter. The faces of my friends who have never set foot in a church. It's in all the people who have shown me grace and mercy when I wholly didn't deserve it. It's the ache you've been trying to explain. It's the way that birds just know when to push their babies out of the nest. The way that I have found myself back in church even though no one would blame me if I hadn't. The way that we, creatures from a miniscule part of the universe, not only wanted to, but taught ourselves how to look into deep space. The sound of water flowing along a creek. It's the rhythm of the ocean, beating since before our species existed. You can go your whole life without having a big, come-to-jesus, altar call moment when you were "saved," and that's ok. Your faith doesn't have to run on adrenaline highs and intensity. God's in the still small voice. All the little miracles around you.