Want your sins to be erased? Here’s a quick way to achieve it. Do wudhu! That’s right! The Prophet ﷺ said: “When a Muslim worshiper performs wudû’ and washes his face, then every sin that he incurred by what his eyes fell upon comes out from his face with the last drop of water. When he washes his hands, every sin that he incurred by way of his grasp comes out from his hands with the last drop of water. When he washes his feet, every sin that he incurred by way of his walking comes out from his feet with the last drop of water. Ultimately, he comes forth free of sin.” [Sahih al-Bukhari(360)]
Whatever you desire for yourself, affirm it for others, and it will help you both. We reap what we sow. If we send out thoughts of love and health, they return to us like bread cast upon the waters; but if we send out thoughts of fear, worry, jealousy, anger, hate, etc., we will reap the results in our own lives.
Once upon a time, under the sea, there was a little town called Bikini Bottom. In this town, there was a place called the Krusty Krab where folks would come to eat a thing called the Krabby Patty. Every greasy spoon has a fry cook and the one who worked here was named SpongeBob SquarePants. Now, SpongeBob loved his job as a fry cook more than anything. And that is saying a lot, because he loved everything!
The walls have fallen and the human race is celebrating victory. Levi, Looks out upon the dusk, letting his toes feel the ice cold water of a lake. his ache and emptiness fills his heart. Even as the new people flood his vision. Erwin would have loved all of this
The initial intake of air after breaking the crystalline surface of the water was always the sweetest, at least to Nagisa.
With his eyes and mind still swimming from the breaststroke leg of the practice relay that the two teams, Iwatobi and Samezuka, were currently emulating, Nagisa allowed himself to be pulled out of the water and he sat for a moment upon his knees, still attempting to catch his breath. With his head tipped towards the dampened tiled linoleum, Nagisa could hardly resist a smile; today, for the first time since they began participating in joint practices with Samezuka, Nitori had kept up with his stroke throughout the entire heat. Not once had Nagisa been able to shake him off of his tail properly, but instead of finding this occurrence frustrating or considering it a mere stroke of luck, he felt an upswell of pride flutter in his chest.
It seemed he might have his work cut out for him from here on out.
If Nagisa tried to claim that he hadn’t ever spared a little bit of special attention to the light-eyed boy, it would have been a sorry lie. It was difficult not to notice him, for Nagisa, at least; Aiichirou’s presence emulated something pure and resounding, like the tinkle of a silver bell, and such music caught Nagisa’s regard almost at once. His teammates had noticed, too, and would regularly take it upon themselves to make fun of him for it at every opportunity as they presented themselves. It was one of the reasons Nagisa anticipated these practices with such vigor- it gave him a legitimate excuse to see Ai.
After the blonde’s intake of breath regulated itself once more, he climbed to his feet and stretched his slightly-aching shoulders, moving up on his tiptoes in order to spot Ai. It didn’t help that almost every single member of both teams was taller than both Ai and himself, but no matter; Nagisa caught a flash of dampened silver hair and made his move. Ignoring the knowing look granted to him by his team captain, Nagisa traced a maze through the cluster of swimmers and towards Ai, and in his typical fashion, offered an overtly enthusiastic greeting.
“Oh, Ai-chan!” he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he gazed with shimmering eyes at the other boy. “Your swimming was incredible today! Truly something to be proud of! Have you been training-? I can really tell, your speed was unbelievable!”
I enjoy walking through Hamburg :3 Everything is not too far away and there is a lot to see and take in along the way :) I wanted to go to Deichtor for some time now but never had the opportunity until someone organized a meeting for people who like photography in a place close by :D
I walked from Wandsbek to Deichtor :D It was great although probably not the best idea considering that I’m still not 100% healthy but anyway the weather was just too fine to pass on this :3 It was about 30°C warm and the sun was shining which is just what I like (*´ω｀*)
Deichtor is close to the Speicherstadt and a very nice place :3 There are a lot of restaurants and old buildings :) The new buildings try to fit in but don’t do too well (^-^;)
I was quite happy to arrive at the meeting because I just ran out of water upon arrival :D
I just enjoy my time now even though I need to take care of paperwork and my letters of application :) Today I helped a friend move the first batch of her belongings into her new flat which was quite a task and we will need at least another day to complete this task :D It was fun though and I enjoy helping people :)
I wish everyone a great weekend with sweet dreams and happy people (^-^)/
“Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul. To those that long for death that does not come, that search for it for more than for hidden treasure. For are filled with gladness and rejoice when they reach the grave. For sighing comes to me instead of food. My groans pour out like water. What I feared has come upon me. What I dreaded has happened to me. I have no peace, no quietness. I have no rest, but only turmoil.”
ER AWARDS 2015: DAY I ↙
favourite character: abby lockhart
Scotland, 1743. Black night had crept upon the manor house. It was late enough that even the servants had gone to bed and the wax of the candles was waning low. Owls hooted, insects chirped, and the moon was half full in the sky. It would have been a peaceful night, had the moon shed its light onto the men hiding behind the trees. By some they were called rebels, by other revolutionaries. It depended which side they were on. But the English lord who soundly slept on his feather bead inside the manor believed them to bugs that just needed to squished, a flame that refused to die out no matter how much water they spilled upon it. “Let’s give old Lord Pemberley a quite old scare shall we lads?” Malcolm heard Murray say besides him and the rest of the group snickered but he kept quiet, holding his musket in one hand and sword at the hip. The wait for the signal seemed to take all of time but finally they saw a flash of Jamie’s red hair and a small bird call make its way over to them. “It’s time,” Murray say and then the Scots descended upon the English lords manor. After all, it was their land, their Highlands, their country, and he had no right to be there. Damn whatever the pretender King said.
Today Prussia went to a festival and saw a whole bunch of bands. While he was there he bought two t-shirts and was befriending the birds. He was hungry so he set out to find a snack. He came upon a water ice cart with custard and wanted custard. After waiting in line for half an hour he got up to order and they were out of custard. He then went to another cart and they gave it to him right away. He went back to watch the bands and they were amazing. They used all kinds of cool lights and confetti. Prussia decided he would want to go to a festive again.
Dainty arms remained folded against the port side of the ship as Elizabeth gazed out upon the never-ending vision of water that surrounded her. Her tasks for the day were done, and no other crew member currently required her assistance, so the young woman had been left to amuse herself for a while. However, when the literature in her beloved’s cabin failed to grasp her attention, the brunette had parted from her husband’s quarters in favour of admiring the vast sea-scape around her.
But, was that– Yes, it looked like– Elle leant over the side a little further, staring in awe at the glittering tail beneath the water’s crest.