the everlasting father

“Do not look forward to what may happen tomorrow; the same everlasting Father who cares for you today will take care of you tomorrow and every day. Either He will shield you from suffering, or He will give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, then, put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginations, and say continually: The Lord is my strength and shield; my heart has trusted in Him and I am helped. He is not only with me, but in me and I in Him.” - St. Francis de Sales

Te Deum

O God, we praise Thee, and acknowledge Thee to be the supreme Lord. Everlasting Father, all the earth worships Thee. All the Angels, the heavens and all angelic powers, all the Cherubim and Seraphim, continuously cry to Thee: Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of Thy glory.

The glorious choir of the Apostles,
The wonderful company of Prophets,
The white-robed army of Martyrs, praise Thee.
Holy Church throughout the world acknowledges Thee:
The Father of infinite Majesty;
Thy adorable, true and only Son;
Also the Holy Spirit, the Comforter.
O Christ, Thou art the King of glory!
Thou art the everlasting Son of the Father.

When Thou tookest it upon Thyself to deliver man, Thou didst not disdain the Virgin’s womb. Having overcome the sting of death, Thou opened the Kingdom of Heaven to all believers. Thou sitest at the right hand of God in the glory of the Father. We believe that Thou willst come to be our Judge. We, therefore, beg Thee to help Thy servants whom Thou hast redeemed with Thy Precious Blood. Let them be numbered with Thy Saints in everlasting glory.

V. Save Thy people, O Lord, and bless Thy inheritance!
R. Govern them, and raise them up forever.

V. Every day we thank Thee.
R. And we praise Thy Name forever, yes, forever and ever.

V. O Lord, deign to keep us from sin this day.
R. Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us.

V. Let Thy mercy, O Lord, be upon us, for we have hoped in Thee.
R. O Lord, in Thee I have put my trust; let me never be put to shame.

Lord God, almighty and everlasting Father, you have brought me in safety to the beginning of this day: Preserve me with your mighty power, that I may not fall into sin, nor be overcome by adversity; and in all I do, direct me to the fulfilling of your purposes; through Jesus Christ my Lord. Amen.
—  Phyllis Tickle, Divine Hours

The Lord perpetuates the memory of his wonders. He gives food to those who fear Him.

A plenary indulgence is granted under the normal conditions for those who recite the hymnTantum Ergo (Down in Adoration Falling):

Tantum ergo Sacramentum 
Veneremur cernui:
Et antiquum documentum
Novo cedat ritui:
Praestet fides supplementum
Sensuum defectui.

Genitori, Genitoque
Laus et jubilatio,
Salus, honor, virtus quoque
Sit et benedictio:
Procedenti ab utroque
Compar sit laudatio. Amen.

Down in adoration falling,
Lo! the sacred Host we hail,
Lo! o'er ancient forms departing
Newer rites of grace prevail;
Faith for all defects supplying,
Where the feeble senses fail.

To the everlasting Father,
And the Son Who reigns on high
With the Holy Spirit proceeding
Forth from each eternally,
Be salvation, honor blessing,
Might and endless majesty. Amen.

Lord God, almighty and everlasting Father, you have brought us in safety to this new day: Preserve us with your mighty power, that we may not fall into sin, nor be overcome by adversity; and in all we do, direct us to the fulfilling of your purpose; through Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen. ~ The Book of Common Prayer

Imagine having a daughter with Loki and she wants a bedtime story. Loki plans on reading one of the many children books in the palace library but your daughter wants none of that. 

Its late at night and both of you can’t come up with anything to appease your daughter so Loki comes up with a story that involves family, jealousy, friendships and everlasting love.

Loki takes his daughter out of her small bed and brings her to your larger one. All three of you settle down and Loki begins his story.

“My love, this is the story of how I met your mother..”

In October i read Psalm 103 every single day.

Sometimes I loved it, sometimes it felt monotonous. But after some time i realised the truths in this are satisfying enough to last not just a month but forever. Every day I keep hearing the same thing.

He loves me. He loves me.

My sin is not held against me. I am washed. I am reading impossible truths made not just possible, but earth-shatteringly real, through the death and resurrection of Jesus:

The eternal God who is King over all loves my fleeting, fickle heart. I am full of iniquity, disease, in the pit, deserving of anger, sinful, like dust and grass, fleeting. But He is Forgiver. Healer. Redeemer. Steadfast. Merciful. Satisfying. Renewing. Righteous. Known. Slow to Anger. Abounding in Love. Remover of Sin. Father. Compassionate. Everlasting. Lord. King.

Think about reading it every day of November. I can testify that feasting on those truths each morning radically changed the responses of my heart to the circumstances of October.

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The people who walked in the darkness have seen great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness on them has light shined.You have multiplied the nation; you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy at the harvest, for the yoke of his burden, and the staff for his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, you have broken………
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and His name shall be called WONDERFUL COUNSELOR, MIGHTY GOD, EVERLASTING FATHER, PRINCE OF PEACE.
—  Isaiah 9:3-6

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.” ~ Isaiah 9:6 KJV

For to us a Child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on His shoulders. And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace”. - Isaiah 9:6
In the midst of all the festivities and the celebrations, let’s remember why we are doing all of this. Christmas is about the “birth” of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. How He left heaven to be born in a lowly manger. His birth brought great joy to the world. Shepherds, wise men, and angels all shared in the excitement. Let us celebrate this Christmas, with a grateful heart.

~ For Unto Us ~

Title: For Unto Us (one shot)

Genre: Fluff and Feels of the Christmas variety

Rating: T for mentions of loss/grief

Summary: Actor Tom, in need of some peace, attends a performance of a classic and has an encounter unlike anything he’s ever experienced.

Author’s Notes: This is my first scribbling in months and I’m sharing it before I lose my nerve.  Thank you to @i-wanna-be-toms-body-pillow for being my guinea pig. :) Merry Christmas, everybody. <3


As he walked alone in that big city, on a swirling snow globe wintery evening, he desperately wanted to find some rest.  The brightly illuminated posters on the side of the performance hall beckoned him like a lighthouse to a weary sailor.  Music. Surely that would lift his spirits. Sitting in a dimly lit cavern with hundreds of strangers, surely that would give him rest.

The crowds had already begun to make their way to the main entrance.  He heard the tinkling of the bell on the corner, the happy chatter, the hurried dashing through the doors into the lobby so as to escape the contents of the clouds above.  Glancing around quickly and seeing the box office, he procured a single seat from the girl behind the window, her wide flight attendant smile and chestnut locks reminding him of what he had lost.  But then, that seemed to be happening everywhere he looked.  

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Do not fear what might happen tomorrow. The same everlasting Father who cares for you today will care for you tomorrow and every day. Either He will shield you from suffering, or He will give you unfailing strength to bear it. Be at peace, then, and put aside all anxious thoughts and imaginings.
—  St. Francis de Sales