i lost my patience with the lord

Stay with me

Based on “Imagine pleading with Thranduil to heal the Durins as they all still have a glimmer of life left in them and you know that he has the ability to save them” from ImaginexHobbit.

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Cautiously, wary of stray orcs that might yet be lurking in the depths of Ravenhill’s tunnels, you ventured onto the ice at the tower’s base.

A lone figure lay close at hand, and as you edged nearer, casting a glance across the frozen river to where a handful of your comrades searched the rocky terrain for casualties of the battle, it was quickly apparent that the body was not that of an elf. He was smaller, stocky and powerfully built, wearing a heavy leather coat rather than gleaming armor, and a mane of golden hair framed a handsome, bearded face with eyes as blue as the sky they no longer saw.

The dwarf’s rugged beauty stirred a strange rush of pity in your heart and you sheathed your sword to sink to your knees beside him, feeling yourself unsettled by a deep sympathy for this poor, lost soul who had been your enemy only hours before. His lifeless face spoke wrenchingly to you of youth, strength, nobility, hopes for the future all cut short at the merciless hands of an orc, judging from his wounds. Carefully, though you could not have told why, you took his broad, gloved hand between your own and held it as if to comfort him before reaching to close his eyes in a futile gesture of compassion.

Your fingertips gently touched his face and you started, as though you’d been stung, instantly withdrawing your hand.

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50 Spencer Reid Prompts

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1. “This is all your fault.”  “I hope so.”

2. “Don’t mind me. I’ll just be in the corner, having another existential crisis.”

3. “If I go through with this, I die. If I don’t go through with this, we all die.”

4  “You always think you know what you’d do when faced with the end of the world. Me? I went home and took a nap.”

5. “Hey man, nice tattoo.” “I don’t have a tattoo.” “Okay, how drunk were yo last night?”

6. “We have like five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do? Actually, I counted more like eight.” Oh sorry, I wasn’t specific enough!”

7. “No, no, you do NOT want me navigating. I’ll accidentally navigate us off a cliff.”

8. “What’s our exit strategy?” “Our what?” “Oh my gosh, we’re all going to die.”

9. “I’m sure that sounded different in your head, but please never say that again.”

10. “What’s the word for that infestation of tiny creatures over there?” “Those are children. That’s a school.”

11. His eyes were cold and lifeless as he stared at me. “You have no idea who I am, do you?”

12. “How do we keep getting in these situations?” “Eleven years of friendship and I still don’t know.”

13. “Can someone tell me why this coffee tastes like apples?”

14. “You sounded like you thought you were being stabbed in the back but then realized it was a plastic fork.” “I was jumpy, we almost died.”

15. “I am way too sober for this.”

16. “Do you trust me?” “No.” “Smart man.”

17. “Will you be quiet?” “I didn’t say anything!” “Well stop thinking so loud!”

18. “Is this one of times when you want me to lie to protect you?”

19. “We didn’t want her to leave so we duct-taped her to a tree.’

20. “Yeah, I have a plan.” “Is it a good one?” “I have a plan.”

21. That was the night when I finally understood why people fear silence.

22. “You have blood on your knees. No one goes nowhere and gets blood on their knees.”

23. “Why is he bleeding?” “Because he’s an idiot.” “I didn’t know that idiocy caused people to just spontaneously start bleeding from their nose.” “I think it’s a new phenomenon.”

24. “How drunk were you last night?” “Well, I still have my pants on.” “Those aren’t your pants.”

25. “I didn’t know how, but I knew somebody was screwing with me.”

26. “Don’t you have to be stupid somewhere else?” “Not until four.”

27. “You love her don’t you?” “Is it that obvious?”

28. “You gotta stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make me wanna kiss you.”

29. You declare to the heavens that you will not fall in love. Aphrodite herself took it as a challenge.

30. “The problem is,” he said as he leaned in. “If I kiss you now, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”

31. “Is there something wrong with me?” “Yes, but it’s the same thing that’s wrong with the rest of us.”

32. “I heard that!” You were supposed to!”

33. “I love you from the bottom of my heart but I don’t trust your cooking. Stay out of my kitchen.”

34. “And in closing, congratulations on finding someone who you think you can put up with for the rest of your life.” “This is going to be the worst maid of honor speech in the history of the world.”

35. “Now remember, if you hear ominous chanting, the appropriate response is to run.”

36. She narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists. “Do not challenge me.”

37. His mind was filled with thoughts of French fries and revenge.

38. “I think I broke him.”

39. “This,” he sighed, sweeping his arm through the air. “This is what ignorance does.”

40. “So what’s your plan?” “My plan was to follow your plan.”

41. “Lord, give me patience or an untraceable handgun.”

42. “I thought you forgot about me.” “Never.”

43. “Is that blood?” “No?” “That’s not a question you answer with another question.”

44. “You’re right above ‘clown’ on my creepy scale.”

45. “I’m only telling you this because you won’t be able to tell anyone else.”

46. Never had I seen someone look so lost in their own home before.

47. “I thought you were my friend.” “I am. But it is my duty, as your friend, to tell you that you suck at this.”

48. “I’ve decided to stay here, even though you told me not to.”

49. “Are you sure I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes.” “What if I just break his nose a little?”

50. “It’s a good thing you’re cute when you’re angry.”

superhappybubbleslove  asked:

Due to extenuating circumstances, Obi finds himself Titled, Landed, and with a... home... all his own.

The carriage lurches to a halt, and for one, singular moment, Obi screws his eyes shut and hopes they’ve gotten stuck in the muck. He can handle incompetence; he can’t handle –

The door swings open. “We’re here, my lord.”

this.

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anonymous asked:

dan imagine for can u shut up?!

La La Land was your new worst enemy. Since the moment You saw it with him and Phil he became obsessed. He was doing the dishes, singing. He was editing, singing. He was laying in bed playing on his phone, humming along. It took every fibre of your being not to choke him as he sung the soft words from John Legend. The both of you were waiting for the tube when you heard it. The soft little hum coming from the tall stalk beside you. You didn’t know if it was because you were about to get onto public transit with a bunch of people. It may be from your PMS. Hey, it may have even been from the way that coat you tried on in the mall made you look like a frumpy grandma but you had lost your patience. You loved Dan happily singing around the house or humming because it meant he was happy. But it was time to replace that shit with muse again.

“I swear to god can you just shut up?” You didn’t mean to sound like an ass hole but it just came out.

“Sorry what?” He wasn’t even listening because he was so into humming.

“Lord knows that I love you with all of my heart. I also love that you hum along to whatever is in your head but if I hear any snippet of a la la land song again for the next 24 hours I will slam my head into the subway tiles. Now for the love of me and my sanity get a new song to get stuck in that big old brain of yours.” You grabbed Dan’s face as you placed a big kiss on his cheek. Dan didn’t know if he should be afraid of you or laugh his head off because he had never seen you snap at him like that before. It was kinda cute the way your brow was raised.

“No problem. Sorry that I was bugging you y/n.” And with that Dan started to hum the song can’t stop the feeling by Justin Timberlake. The one song of Justin’s that you hated and that Dan had heard so many times that he had unconsciously learned the words and tune. You couldn’t help but feel like you were looking at a man with three heads. Dan, however, was trying with everything in him not to laugh. You took your pointer finger and thumb as you grabbed his lips to stop him from further humming.

“If I could take a different tube ride from you that wouldn’t be a pain in the ass I would.” With that, you replaced your fingers with your lips as you smiled kissing him.

Take backs.

The really shitty thing in adulthood life is there are no take backs. Remember being a kid and saying “I take it back.” and all was forgiven with your best friend? I lost my cool with my kid this morning, something I never really do. The only person I’ve ever had complete and utter patience with in life, is her. Now, I’m not trying to say I’m some super Mom because lord knows I’m not. That said, my Mom was always short wired and explosive at any given little thing, and I NEVER wanted to be like that. Justin is short on patience, explosive, and to even it out I’ve always been the one who never does. I’m the mediator between them. All. The. Time.


It was so stupid. She was in a mood, tired. And nothing was right. Wrong breakfast. Struggled to brush her teeth. DID NOT WANT TO WASH HER FACE AND HANDS. Cried about her hair. Cried about her outfits. I DO NOT WANT TO WEAR THIS. On the fifth outfit change. Down to 10 minutes before the bus came and my 5 year old was in underwear and knotted hair. Crying. Like an emotional rollercoaster. And I lost it. STOP. CRYING. I’ve never told her to stop crying, ever. Let her figure it out, work through her emotions/feelings. And figure it out. Talk it out. Whatever that moment needs. But this morning, in the tick tock of the clock down to arrival of the bus. I lost it. And yelled. She looked…shocked. Then started crying again saying “Don’t be mad at me, Momma.” I’m never mad, even in the moments when I should be – she’s a kid. Accidents happen. Lines will be crossed to see what boundaries she can impede upon. But I’ve never raised a voice and yelled at her, always talked it through with her. And it has always worked; her little mind wraps around the why you cant do this, or have this, or it’s okay accidents happen but we need to clean up the mess and learn from it, etc. She learns more from talking through something than being yelled at with no reason why, I’ve learned that is a solid truth from watching her interactions with her Dad and i in these moments, of how she reacts to our different parenting ways. Until this morning.


And. I. Feel. Like. Shit. Like the stress of life and of my relationship with her father is bleeding into our relationship, into my job as her mother. The frayed nerves finally snapped today. And that? That was an eye opener for me. Take backs. I want a take back.

Abu Umar Faruq departs from this world.

انا لله و انا اليه راجعون

He (رحمه الله رحمة واسعة) was a daee (caller), student of Knowledge and teacher to the community of east london, for the past 20 years. He was a husband, son, father, brother, uncle, teacher, advisor, mentor, translator and he contributed tremendously to his community of east London @athariyyah.

All praise is for Allāh and we praise none above Him. Abu Umar was an upright man, upon the sunnah; he taught the people and clarified the truth for them. He was courageous and did not fear the blame of the blamers. Over the years, he patiently and consistently called to the religion of Allāh. He aided and supported the people of the sunnah. He was a firm defender of the sunnah and he loved to advise the people. He loved the scholars, students and ahlus sunnah. And they mutually loved him.

It was only Yesterday, he was teaching his community at his masjid; masjid bin baz. Every Wednesday he taught “The etiquettes of walking to prayer” of shaykh Muhammad Ibn Abdul-Wahab. Life is short. None of us know when we will depart from the life of this world.

He presence, his lessons and advice will be missed. The people of the sunnah and the community are deeply saddened by his departure. The eyes shed tears and the hearts are distressed, but we submit to Allahs decree and do not utter statements that will displease Him.

Imam Ayub al-Sakhtiyaani said,
“When I hear of the death of a man from Ahl Al-Sunnah, it is as if I have lost a part of my body.”

May Allāh accept his tremendous efforts and make it weigh heavy on his scale of good deeds. May our Lord be pleased with him and gift him with the pleasure of seeing Him. May Allāh forgive and pardon him. May Allāh bestow beautiful patience upon his beloved family during this difficult period.

Supplication is key; please remember him in your dua.

BaarakAllahu feekum

brother, o brother - a fanmix for the three sons of york

“Brotherhood, he thought with a wry resignation, was a life sentence.” - The Sunne in Splendour, Sharon Kay Penman

listen here.

i. the rains of castamere (string quartet) - ramin djawadi (instrumental)

ii. everybody wants to rule the world - lorde | welcome to your life, there’s no turning back. even while you sleep, we will find you. acting on your best behaviour, turn your back on mother nature, everybody wants to rule the world.

iii. all these things i’ve done - the killers | when there’s nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son? 

iv. brother, o brother - bob evans | brother, o brother, no more can i pretend. how can we be family ‘til we start being friends? i’ve been running and searching, now i’m calling your name, 'cause how can i sleep knowing i’m part of the shame?

v. daniel in the den - bastille | and you heard the lions were bad, well they tried to kill my brothers. and for every king that died, oh, they would crown another. and it’s harder than you think, telling dreams from one another. felled in the night by the ones you think you love, they will come for you.

vi. four seasons in one day - crowded house | smiling as the shit comes down, you can tell a man from what he has to say. everything gets turned around, and i will risk my neck again. 

vii. when the river runs dry - hunters and collectors | when the river runs dry, will you return to the scene of the crime? when the river runs dry, salvation will rain on you on more time.

viii. milk and sticks - boy and bear | born from the soldier’s arms, but our spirit keeps a-moving on. one metre at a time we’ll fall, it’s a bloody hill and a broken wall.

ix. the wolves - ben howard | i lost my patience with the lord, we lost faith in the arms of love

x. bad blood - bastille | all this bad blood here, won’t you let it lie? it’s been cold for years, won’t you let it dry?

xi. brother - matt corby | somebody call out to your brother, he’s calling out your name. hiding under covers, with no one else to blame. you couldn’t help out your own neighbour, you couldn’t tell it to his face, you were fucked up by the blame.  

xii. dust bowl dance - mumford and sons | yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me, i know what i’ve done, 'cause i know what i’ve seen. i went out back and i got my gun, i said you haven’t met me, i am the only son.

Conflicted - Spoken Word

I’m a man drowning in sins,
Drowning in whims and desires,
Places I should have been,
Prayers I should have prayed and games I shouldn’t play.
Lost and gone astray, but still my Lord forgave.
Still my Lord displayed the mercy that I crave, the merciful His name.

I’ve done some bad, don’t think I haven’t, and whats even worse is to think I haven’t.
To think I’m perfect, to think i’m pleasant, to think my deeds equate to heaven.
I used to say It’s fine though,
we live forever don’t we?
You know me,
I’ll pray when I’m 30, maybe 40, 50.
60? Just before the angel gets me,
Just before my Lord tests me.

Nah trust me,
I’m sitting here telling you what to do,
But really I’m the one confused,
I’m the one with sins that pile up to the moon,
So really, shouldn’t I humble myself in front of you?

Shouldn’t I assume the best of you?
Love for you what I love for myself,
Isn’t that what I should do?
Lord knows I have a lot to prove.

A lot to hide, a lot to lose.

Mistakes I’ve made that’d leave you breathless,
Mistakes without I feel I’d stress less
We’re all human, Allah will test us
And maybe the best test is where the stress nests.

Where the stress stays on replay.
Where your mind turns to cheesecake.
Where you’re messed up and need space and Lord knows it ain’t easy.

The test is tailored to you, but patience, you’re ready to prove.

You’re a soul made for one purpose,
But lost souls ain’t heard this,

I’m a man drowning in sins,
Drowning in whims and desires,
Places I should have been,
Prayers I should have prayed and games I shouldn’t play.
Lost and gone astray, but still my Lord forgave.

- @Akhitweet

ariableu replied to your post: “Pardon, but, are you lost, sir?”

She froze, staring at him nervously and curiously. Why did he have a weapon? Why was he dressed so strangely? Annalise didn’t know. “Year of…what? I-I don’t know, but it’s modern day?”

“What does this ‘modern day’ mean? Are you an idiot? I asked the year and where I am. If you cannot provide this information to me, you are of no use and I shall be on my way.” His voice never rose. It retained a calmness, despite his lack of patience. What kind of person didn’t know the phrase year of your lord?

Sam and “the airport drama”...

Ok, now I’ve lost patience! (sorry it’s a bit long)
I’m a great passionate about cinema, I love movies, actors, directors, everything.
And I love the TV series, I love lots of series, not only Outlander. I look forward to the awards season, I look forward to seeing the Golden Globes, I can not wait to find out the nominations at the Oscars. Since I was a child I love all this.

I love fantasy, I love adventure, I love science fiction and even the great love stories. Sure. My book and favorite movie is Lord of the Rings. I see advertisements for Outlander: love, adventure, history, Scotland, time travel. Ok this is for me. I watch it and I fall in love

Outlander unlike the most popular series, here on tumblr, has few fans blog about the show. (Some of the best are Outlander Online, Starz Outlander, Outlander Italy…)

So, in December last year, I decided to open a blog about it. My blog is a blog of information, my blog is intended to inform fans about events, news, behind the scenes, the actors’ careers. I realized that the fandom is not composed of teenagers. So I decide to keep my followers also aware of the cast tweet, on the photos they publish on instagram. I publish even the fan pics. It is a nice way to see the availability of the cast towards the fans.

Yesterday I decided to post 4 photos, absolutely innocents, on Sam at the airport. They are not selfies, but photos taken by fans. No different from those of the paparazzi, or photos of Sam at the airport in Japan last year. Are respectful photos, innocents photos of two people walking. No PDA or invasion of privacy. We have to realize that many fans are shy and not everyone has the courage to approach and ask for autographs or selfies

Today I wake up and find it under my post, the usual acid comments, aggressive, full of hate. Now I ask you, please let !! Do you want to spread your acidity on the world?
You have your blog to do this. Don’t use my post to spread poison, not reblog me, I will not answer you. I don’t know Sam, I don’t know anything about his private life (and not even you). I should decide if Sam is in love based on what? The back of his head? His suitcase? His walk? Or by his smile?

I’m not interested in this endless war between shippers and anti-shippers. I don’t want to read these bad things about Sam and his friends. I’M TIRED!

I want to enjoy my blog. And I want that my followers enjoy my blog too!

I don’t want to be forced to close the blog. Sam doesn’t deserve it, Cait doesn’t deserve it, Outlander cast doesn’t deserve it, I don’t deserve it, and my followers don’t deserve it. Be respectful of my work, thanks

Paitence

I’ve always struggled with patience. It’s definitely a regular feature on my prayer list. But I figured something out recently - patience is not just endurance. It’s not just waiting for the Lord. It’s more than that. It’s trusting that God has all things perfectly planned in his timing. It’s about trusting his purpose. Our lives are in God’s hand like a bow and arrow. Kinda abstract metaphor I know, but let’s run with it. God is aiming at something we can’t see, and he stretches and strains us. Sometimes leaving us feeling lost and directionless. We complain, we moan, we struggle. God listens, but he doesn’t heed. He has a perfect purpose for our travail. He will stretch till his purpose is in sight, then he lets fly. To us, waiting is wasting. To God, waiting is working. Trust yourself in God’s hands. 

Going into the Bruce Banner tag, hoping to see cute edits and drawings:

Seeing nothing but tagged Bruce Banner and Mark Ruffalo hate in relation to Brutasha:

“but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint” Isaiah 40:31

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I have come to the point in my spiritual life where I can almost predict when life gets harder. And it’s usually when I’ve lost my patience with God. Life will always have challenges and struggles, but I find that those hurdles become even more daunting when I am not patient and when I begin to doubt what God has showed me due to my own inability to wait.

God has never let me down. No matter what stage of my life, God has always been there to catch me before I fall. There have been job opportunities or school scholarships or people who are blessings in my life that all come about not because of my actions but because God makes a way. And right now I’m going through a challenging part of my life. But it feels more challenging because I have been impatient. I was not taking the time to remind myself of how God made a way in the past. I was not reminding myself that there is no wasted time, and that even when I’m waiting for one blessing, God is working on me for a blessing I haven’t even thought of.

So I have gotten into the habit of reminding myself to wait on the Lord. I say those words “Wait for the Lord.” Wait and trust and have faith. And I find that in that renewed patience, the challenges I face don’t seem so big, and I’m not as weary as I thought I was. Remembering that I’ve gotten through it in the past and having faith that I will get through it again, if I’m just patient, has opened my eyes to the blessings even in the struggles.