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[slfrench]

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[penmanshipeb]

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭5:20‬

[20] Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!

We live in a time where everything is topsy turvy. What's praised ought to be shamed. What's shamed ought to be praised. What's glorious is deplorable and vice versa.

However, my hope is, "Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me." - Revelation‬ ‭3:20‬

God's way is not the way of the world and vice versa, yet if God does not draw one out of the world (John 6:44; 15;16), one would continue in the darkness.

Take heed to Truth, God's inward dealing with you. Just going to church and following the crowd or man is insufficient. Scripture even shows this concerning this 👎👎 state of the church. Adhere to God's knocking. He is your hope. Only HE is the Faithful Witness. . . 🙏☝️

[iamrubykhan]

🙏🏾 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐦 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 ✨

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In Salvador, the Church of Nosso Senhor do Bonfim is likely the most visited church in the region. It is regarded as a Catholic church that intertwines aspects of Candomblé (a form of worship, with African Yoruba origins, practiced by ensalved Africans during the slave trade).

However, this church draws crowds of people both locally and from across the world due to what seems to be a very powerful feature:

The granting for wishes and prayers. 🙏🏾✨

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Outside the church you will find color ribbons wrapped along the gates. They symbolize wishes made by visitors of the church.

🎀 The ribbons can first be purchased for a small fee from street vendors. 💵

🎀 Then you can privately go and wrap your ribbons on the church gate to make your wish. ✨

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Inside the church you will see a room filled with plastic body parts of baby dolls, hanging from the ceiling and walls - at times, even a whole baby doll. These are indicative of prayers made by individuals seeking healing of a body part or possibly fertility.

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Whatever the wish was, if it manifests, even years later, these visitors will then send a picture of the wish fulfilled. There is a wall in the church dedicated to these pictorial testimonials. It is such a beautiful thing to see. ❤️

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I happened to take part in this, and although I won't tell you what I wished for, when it does come true, this church will be hearing from me! 😊

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➡️ Would you visit Nosso Senhor do Bonfim Church?

[newbethelamezion]

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[meteorshcts]

plotted starter for @churchflower & @sentmail

It wasn't easy to get into Midgar, especially when you were half starved, sporting a few bullet wounds, and dragging your semi-conscious, mako addicted best friend with you. But with such a big city, there were always people entering and exiting, in ways that were legal and not so legal. It was just a matter of slipping through the cracks.

Zack chose the sewers to wade through, even though it was a terrible idea in the condition he was in. He had tied off all his wounds with the last of the bandages he had stolen somewhere around Junon when they had passed through, but the less than clean environment was certain to be a detriment to his health. Not to mention Cloud's health – the poor kid was barely a slip of a thing to start with, and now he was all skin and bones. This couldn't be good for either of them.

But it allowed him to slip unnoticed into the city. He'd need new boots after this, and maybe new pants. But for now, the smell of sewer clinging to him just made strangers steer their way around him. No one questioned why he was dragging his companion; it was late enough at night that he just pretended they were drunk, and no one said a word.

They made their way through Sector 4's residential area, and then into Sector 5. Zack was bristling with excitement. He hadn't seen Aerith in, what, five years now? The excitement was immediately tinged with nervousness. It had been a long time. Would she even still remember him? Not to mention, he was here to ask for a pretty big favor.

Aerith had always been something of a healer, Zack knew, and he had hoped she'd be able to do something to help Cloud. It was a big ask, especially for a guy who had disappeared for five years.

But he didn't have much of a choice. He didn't have a lot of allies, and all of them that he had were in Midgar. Kunsel had never given up on him, but Zack had seen the danger in contacting him or anyone else in Shinra. Where else could he even go from here?

It was early morning already, the sun just beginning to peak over the edges of the city, when the old church finally came into view. It looked exactly like he remembered it, patched roof and sagging door frame and all. It was such a feeling of relief to find that something had stayed the same that he could have wept. Aerith wouldn't be there this early, but neither would anyone else, probably.

“You see that, Cloud? This here's Sector 5, my old stomping grounds,” he commented, unable to keep the grin off his face.

His arm was numb from dragging Cloud along with him, and his senses were dulled with lack of sleep. But they would be able to rest soon. First they would nap in the relative safety of the church, then they would see Aerith, and Zack would buy them all breakfast with the last of the gil he had earned in the farms outside Junon, working as a farmhand.

The doors opened with a shove, a little harder to shove than they had been before – maybe he could oil the hinges to help out Aerith tomorrow – and the air smelled of the lilies that grew within. It was such a sweet, nostalgic scent that again Zack found tears in his eyes threatening, but he just swallowed them back and glanced around.

Everything looked the same. There were more lilies growing, he thought, and the pews had been pushed back a little bit. The sun was beginning to peak in through the roof, although the patch of light that reached within hadn't hit the flowers yet. The only thing missing, of course, was the pretty gardener who tended the flowers.

“Here we are, Cloud. We can take it easy here for a few hours before Aerith gets here, okay? I don't know about you, but I could sure use a nap!” Zack said cheerfully, dragging Cloud up through the center of the church.

Cloud, of course, didn't reply further than a quiet moan. The noises were new, and, Zack thought, probably a good sign.

He arranged Cloud on the floor near the first pew in the church, and then he lay down next to him, sword easily within reach, just in case it wasn't Aerith who came through that door first. He was fairly certain they hadn't been seen or followed, but you could never be sure.

He tucked his hands behind his head and couldn't contain his smile as he closed his eyes and thought of all the things he was going to say to Aerith.

[sentmail]

old blog prompts | @churchflower :

can you walk me home? [ KUNSEL - okay but like the first time she asks himm?? ]

It wasn't quite dark just yet… or at least, they'd still have an hour or so of sun if they were top plate. Under the plate, with the sun already over their artificial horizon of metal gates and walls, without the lights shining down on them they'd have a hard time seeing, the lighting an odd mix between sharp white casting down on them from above and the purple hues reflecting off what could be seen of the evening sky.

"Didn't realize it was this late, that's my bad." Kunsel sighs, feeling somewhat out of place for holding her attention captive for so long… but not enough to regret coming down here. It was nice not to have to pretend he wasn't still hurting, wasn't still missing... just like she was.

He was picking up his things when she spoke up, used to having her usher him out the door so he wouldn't miss his train, understandably cautious about letting some random boy walk her home even after he'd offered once or twice… only for her to now request it.

"… Alright." It was easy to overthink it, in fact he was doing it right now, but from an outside perspective he wasn't shocked or bothered at all. "You'll have to show me the way, though." Kunsel mentions, as if she'd forgotten that detail… but she just looks at him with her big green eyes as if that was obvious. And, well, it was.

He just wanted to be sure she'd trust him enough.

[kunselxsoldier]

TRANSIT

A Comprehensive List of Scenarios:

 TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport.

It was easy to pick her out among the humdrum crowd on the train winding itself from the Upper Plate down to the Slums below. Everyone else on the train was tired, drab and in a world of their own.

And then there was Aerith smiling as squeezed int the car, waving at a kid and handing over a flower.

Slowly moving forward, Kunsel sat down beside her and smiled, though he kept an eyes on the others in the car; watching for an Turks, not that they would know him without his helmet and in civilian clothes. "Hey stranger,"

"- you know you could sell more flowers if you'd just let me repair the wheel on the cart for you?"

[withoutanumber]

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

"We're still standing, aren't we?" Cloud replied, frowning.

It was true that they hadn't done particularly well against that set of monsters, and Aerith was having to revive Red while the rest of them waited, but they had made it out of the fight alive. More than they could say for those monsters. Well. The ones they had managed to kill before running away, anyway.

"I guess we didn't really win, exactly," Cloud admitted. "But we didn't lose either."

@churchflower

[meteorshcts]

The target was being cooperative, as she had promised, and that was a good thing. But he wasn't going to let his guard down. She could still be stupid enough to try and run, even though there was nowhere to go from here. He watched her closely as she ate, careful to nurse her bruised wrists – she would probably be able to ride in the saddle with him tomorrow, if she was good. Falling off the bike would do her no good, as wouldn't running. She seemed smart enough to figure that out.

He didn't really care about her complaints about the tent. She would sleep inside of it or she wouldn't have a tent at all. Those were her options.

He ate his own MRE in silence, finishing it off quicker than the target but not so quickly as to make himself sick with it. Even eating was to be done with military precision. There was nothing about him that wasn't methodical and efficient.

He raised an eyebrow at her questions. “No name,” he replied simply. He ignored her second question. He had the idea he worked for Shinra, sure, but directly, he worked for his handlers. Whomever they might be, Shinra or otherwise. He didn't really care who pointed him in the direction of the job, he only cared about the job.

“Oh you know…” 

her voice drifted as she looked over the tent. she nursed her wrists, she had been so roughly handled that her body was starting to fill the aches of riding on her stomach and having her arms pulled back. the remaining bangles jingled, the ones with materia long discarded. she really liked those, but the decorative ones would suffice or what was left of them. enough that she made noises when she swayed her arms. the tent’s soloness reminded her how unused to sleeping alone she had become. no Tifa in the bed next or cloud and barret down the hall… “I don’t bite.” she pulled at the tent with inquisitive fingers. she hm’d and haw’d over it. sounds synonymous with her inspections of a flower cart. it wasn’t the worst, but it wasn’t the best either. it would have to do, she didn’t think she’d have the pull to convince him to make something better. “Kinda small.” she offered as an offhand comment before the MRE came flying at her. she snatched it with a bit of interested confusion. she was not military, but being a prisoner of the military-run company's science department, she had eaten the same foods. rations had never been presented to her this way but she had recognized it the moment she tasted it. her mother could really dress up rations for an eight year old to find at least eatable. she made a face, and that said it all. she at least pretended to eat them, for a second.

“Do you… have a name?” she asked, even though she knew the answer to the question. what if it was like Angeal? he had turned into that dog creature that stalked the rafters of her church. “You work for ShinRa, right?”

[slfrench]

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[penmanshipeb]

📖 ‭‭ ‭For the gifts and calling of God are without repentance. - Romans‬ 11:29‬

Folks are gone be in the Church using their gift and get left behind. . . when God comes to rapture his people from this dying world when that time comes.

📜‭‭Watch therefore: for ye know not what hour your Lord doth come. - Matthew‬ ‭24:42‬ -

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[meteorshcts]

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