G/T Escape: A Borrower's Dystopian Chapter 7I grimace, bracing myself at the consuming rumble of his low voice, thundering through my core, as he chuckles to himself. I pray he doesn't remember I'm here; that I'll be lost in the small crowd of frightened Borrowers. His eyes instantly fix on me; my breath catches in my throat and my blood runs cold.G/T Escape: A Borrower's Dystopian Chapter 7 by HBPen
“Look who's finally up,” he says smirking, “and making friends too.” I instantly shrink beneath his consuming gaze. “How's the leg, Princess?” he taunts darkly. The vision of my struggle in the dirt, trapped under a Tupperware, rushes me, sending my heart racing. Without thinking, I jerk my injured leg back and away from him, swallowing down the pain that shoots up my shin. I feel someone firmly grip my wrist at my side. I glance down; it's Ginseng. Warmth floods through me at the small act, reminding me I'm not alone now. I suck in gulps of air through my nose, my lungs quivering with each anxious breath. A smirk remains tugging at the corner of hi
First EncountersAbraham huffed as he bathed in the lake, grateful that he lived far away enough from the village so he avoided the humans but still close enough to the water so he could bathe in peace. Of course, he could only do it at night since if a human caught him, they would try to kill him.First Encounters by xLosersRuleTheWorldx
Giants were not as magical and mythical as humans make them out. They were not as tall as skyscrapers or anything and they were not seeking out humans as meals. They weren't hideous troll creatures either that didn't wear proper clothing and covering either. Not all of them live and wandered all. Those fairytales and folktales completely twisted the truth. People hunted after them as though they were beasts of burden and told stories to their children in order to scare them from wandering off by themselves at night since "the giants would find them and eat them."
In truth, giants, to put it into the simplest of terms, looked exactly like humans, just obviously bigger. They weren't so big that they towered ov
“It is good for me that I have been afflicted, That I may learn Your statutes.” Psalm 119:71 This probably isn't anyone's favorite verse, but when you think about it, this is a verse we could use on our hearts all day long. How often do we feel afflicted during the day, by our bosses or coworkers or by inconsiderate strangers, or even by our own families? Granted our afflictions aren't always as horrible as they feel at the time, but they're afflictions to us all the same. There's a phrase I hear a lot from Christians, “The enemies attacking me.” I can't help but feel like this phrase is backwards to the perspective we should have to our afflictions and almost giving the enemy more power than he really has. Yes, the enemy attacks us, but I can't forget abut the first chapter of Job, that Satan had to ask God for permission to afflict Job. God loves us and I'm convinced only allows affliction in our lives when it's for good. How much more productive do you think we could be, if when something bad happens to us, instead of seeing it as the enemy attacking, we look at it as God refining us?
Psalm 66:10-12 says, “For You, O God, have proved us; You have refined us as silver is refined. You brought us into the net; You laid affliction on our backs. You have caused men to ride over our heads; We went through fire and through water; But You brought us out to rich fulfillment.” When I first breezed over these verses, I thought, 'That's not right to blame God,' but as I read them again it made sense. Everything that's happened to us, whether we perceive it to be good or bad, was from God, with a purpose: to bring us closer to Him. How quickly might we move past our trials if we accredited them to His working in us, drawing us nearer in love. It won't be comfortable, painless, or easy, and God doesn't expect us to bury our emotions when we're hurting, He says, there is a time for mourning, but we don't need to be joyful to hold to the knowledge that it's all for good, we just need to cling to the truth that He loves us. Romans 8:38-39 “For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” The enemy has no power over us anymore, only the power God's given him to draw us nearer to Him. Our afflictions though painful are the cutting and polishing of precious stones, the refining of silver or gold, the long suffering of a grain of sand being transformed into a pearl in a clam.
Hi my name is Hannah, I am an artist, but I like to think I'm more of the pencil, in the hand of The most amazing artist of all time ;] God sometimes lets me see through His eyes, and those are the times that I am inspired, and He uses me. I write, I draw. I love things that no one likes, and I haven't met a person I thought was ugly in my life. I'm a romantic nut, a strange poet, a secret singer, a steampunk junkie, an anime nerd [though I can't draw manga for the life of me], a CoD MW geek, a Firefly fangirl, a Hunger Games lover, an anti-Twilight[er?] who coincidentally loves using vampires, zombies, and other 'living dead' as analogies for this world, I pine for anything punk rock and yet I'm an addict of opera and musicals, a saved sinner that can trip on air, a mixed up lunatic that has no where to turn but to God. I am a lover of God, Jesus, my Savior, your Savior. It's a crazy powerful thing.
I'm a Christian, no I was not brain-washed. I'm a Homeschooler, no my parents do not keep me in a closet. I'm a redhead, no I do no- OH WAIT. Yes I do have a temper.
Do Christians annoy you? Well, mean people annoy me. Tell you what, you can talk trash to me, if I can talk Christ to you. Fair is fair. ;]
Please do not try to talk to me through personal notes, unless I know you and have met you in person. I'd like to think anything you have to say to me can be seen by the thousands of other deviants. ;]
I love this! The following is written by CheyennevanStrange cheyennevanstrange.deviantart.…
To the Sin family, of the House of Sin, in the Providence of Flesh, in the Kingdom of Satan:
And extended family
Consider this a formal declaration of war.
- A Slave of Sin Saved by Grace
Current Residence: The Moon.
Favourite genre of music: Every genre you can think of [in the Christian catagory] EXCEPT Metal with ONLY screaming. lol
Favourite style of art: Anything that comes to mind.
MP3 player of choice: none, MP4 player lol, ipod!
Favourite cartoon character: Pooh Bear all the way. hahaha
Personal Quote: For if God is with is, who can be a against us? Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.- AP
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