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Hello, someone tagged me yesterday and it went to this chatline, but now I can’t find out who tagged me. lol. I’ve been reading this last page and this looks interesting! Ya mind if I join y’all? If y’all want me, what goes on over here on this chatline?
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
So there’s this unwritten rule on KP about joining new topics, and it basically goes like this, “Pop in wherever you want”. If you want to join the conversation, you just do. If you feel bad about it, don’t, because everyone does it too.
I understand the feeling, like you’re barging into a stranger’s house when you’re new here, but the truth is, it’s more like coming into a friend’s house you’ve never been in before. You’ll get used to it.
If you don’t understand what the topic is about, read the first post/page. This one is for whatever stuff we want to talk about. Scenes, life, really whatever.
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully đ)I understand the feeling, like youâre barging into a strangerâs house when youâre new here,
YES!!!! Or also when you step into a room of people and see a group who are obvoiusly all friends and all know each other, and they are talking and having a good time, and you like, “i would really like to join them, but I also don’t know them and I’m the new person and they all know each other….”
itâs more like coming into a friendâs house youâve never been in before. Youâll get used to it.
aw, that’s super sweet of you to say that!
This one is for whatever stuff we want to talk about. Scenes, life, really whatever.
oooo, sounds great!!!
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
@estelle-giselle Yes, exactly what Rae said!!𼰠Plus, we’re all chill here. we barge into each other’s conversations all the time; it’s alrightđ I’ve been on KP for 2 years (technically; I deleted my account a few months back and created a new one after taking a very short break (and apparently breaking everyone, whooopsssssss))
and the person tagging you was probably me and the Riker scene I posted on the previous page of this forum topic, haha XD
I can never get your tag right apparently đ¤Śđťââď¸
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I mean like I’m one to talk… XD
I’m surprised no one’s called the Character Exploitation Hotline on me yet…
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333@savannah_grace2009 @rae @mineralizedwritings @koshka @keilah-h @highscribeofaetherium @grcr @anyone-else-idk-lol-XD
Since I showed y’all where Riker is, here’s the most recent Leon sceneđ
ââAnd we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.ââ
Tears burned Leonâs eyes behind his eyelids.
Aadelheideâs favorite verse, one she said almost daily for as long as he could remember, certainly as long as the war had lasted.
Ezekiel lifted his Bible from where he stood behind the pulpit and said, his voice slightly choked by tears, âBecause our God can bring beauty even out of the ashesâŚlight out of the darknessâŚpurpose out of the loss. No matter what.â
Beauty out of ashes.
Light out of darkness.
Purpose out of loss.
Love out of pain.
Hope out of hopelessness.
Redemption out of brokenness.
Leon adjusted Eliasâ sleeping position in his lap and smiled even through his tears. He glanced over at Isabel, seated beside Louisa, smiling and listening intently to Ezekielâs words, a breathing miracle.
Weeks since sheâd been healedâŚweeks since God had stepped in and rescued Leonâs daughterâŚweeks since God had shown that he was still the God who healed, still the God who saw, still the God who heard, still the God who never abandoned those he loved.
Did Leon trust him entirely? Had the anger completely faded? Did he no longer blame God for what he had lost?
He didnât know if he fully trusted God yet. He didnât know if he could give God his full belief yet. He didnât know if all of his anger had faded.
He didnât know why God had been with him but still allowed Aadelheide to die, and he was doubtful that he ever would.
Maybe Isaiah was right in saying that some answers could only be found on the other side of eternity.
Maybe he would never know. Maybe he would never get the answer to the question he asked most. Would he be able to live without an answer? Would he be able to shoulder on even if God never told him why he hadnât saved Aadelheide?
Leon glanced at Louisa, at each of his kids. He glanced at Isaiah, at Isaiahâs family. Even with what heâd lostâŚwhat had been taken from him, stolen from his hands, still so much remained.
He would mourn what he lost. Maybe he would grieve over Aadelheide the rest of his life. Maybe he would never fully heal.
But wasnât God strong enough to carry even his brokenness?
Leon bowed his head as Ezekiel began a short prayer. So quiet it was almost silent, Leon lifted a prayer of his own. âHelp me to trust youâŚhelp me to believe you.â
A chorus of âAmenâ echoed through the small church, and Leon carefully lifted to his feet, gently adjusting Eliasâ position. Eliasâ eyes opened, and a soft whine slipped out of his lips. âDadaâŚâ
Leon smiled and pressed a kiss to Eliasâ forehead; Isabel rushed up and gripped his free hand with a giggle. He turned to face Isaiah and Isaiahâs family, Yosef carrying Albert on his shoulders.
He slowly released Isabelâs hand and stepped forward, embracing Isaiah with a single-arm hug. âThank you, IsaiahâŚfor everything. Recently, for keeping me accountable and helping meâŚand for always being there for me. Thank you for never giving up on me.â
Isaiah smiled and gave Leon a tight hug before pulling away, gently squeezing Leonâs right shoulder. âI never will, and God most certainly wonât,â Isaiah paused, glanced at everyone around, and met Leonâs gaze once more, âand thereâs something else I wanted to talk to you about.â
Louisa stepped forward with a smile, holding out her arms to take Elias. âWe can go speak with some others or step outside for a moment. I can take Elias, dear.â
Leon gently handed Elias over; Isabel gripped Louisaâs free hand.
Once they all departed, Leon slightly leaned against the wooden pew and glanced at Isaiah. âWhatâs going on?â
âLeon, Iâm happy for you. Iâm very happy for you. These past few weeks, Iâve seen you grow. Iâve watched as youâve begun surrendering yourself to God. I know youâre struggling to trust him, but I can see how much youâre trying. Youâve stayed away from alcohol, and I am so excited to see where God takes you. But Leon, you will never be able to truly start healing if you donât do one thing.â
Leon raised a single eyebrow. What was Isaiah getting at?
âYou will never be able to truly start healing unless you forgive Riker first.â
âNo.â
Isaiah frowned. âLeonââ
âNo, Isaiah, no. I canât forgive him. I wonât,â Leon shook his head, âthatâs too much to ask. Thatâs too much to ask when he killed my wife.â
âForgiveness has to come before healing, Leon. I know it wonât be easy, trust me, I know, but you have to forgive Riker. Maybe not for his sake, but for yours. You need to heal, you need to be set free, but that can only come after you forgive Riker.â
Leonâs fists clenched. âNo, IsaiahâŚI canât. I just canât. Iâm sorry, but I canât do it.â
âYou need to.â
âI canât, Isaiah. I canât forgive Riker for what he did.â
Isaiah sighed but slowly nodded. âAlright. But it needs to be done.â
Leon nodded and turned away. Forgiving Riker? It wasnâtâno, he couldnât do itâŚhe just couldnât.
Not for killing Aadelheide.
@freed_and_redeemed awwww yay! Leonâs taking steps in the right direction at least.
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
Awh. Donât crush my hopes like that! I was so happy for Leon before I got to the end. đ
Im kidding, but seriously. He was so close⌠đđ
INTP.
I was expecting to not be able to type cuz the keyboard would be fuzzy, but I was pleasantly surprised!
Good for Leon!
And I totally get not wanting to forgive someone. I still can’t bring myself to forgive someone for insulting the memory of my Grandmother not even six months after her passing, let alone someone who killed a family member! I mean, I could say I forgive them, but my heart wouldn’t be in it, ya know?
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully đ)@keilah-h I know; it’s been a long time coming đĽ°đ
@grcr don’t worry….he’ll get there soon đ
@rae I do understand. Forgiveness is a lot harder than people realize, and though I tend to forgive others fairly easily and instead withhold forgiveness more from myself, I do understand how hard it can beđBut don’t worry, Leon will get theređ
I bet people have said this before, but you should get that published! Honestly, I would read it!
Hmm….. Maybe I should start braking hearts around here. I have a few good stories in my collection. You and I could compete to see who can brake the most hearts on Kingdom Pen!! *evil laughter* (totally…. maybe…. kinda joking. :D)
what-d-ya say, friend Freedom? lol.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
I’d join too…except I don’t write enough to have a competition XDD
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333lol
OH, so this might be a real thing! *rubs hands together* KPers, watch out and grab a box of tissue.
Man is born for the fight, to be forged and molded into a sharper, finer, stronger image of God
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