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Forgiven, we are indestructible. Satan's plan was to condemn God's followers in God's own courtroom. But now, in Christ, there is no condemnation.

I misrepresented my motives for marriage years ago. Am I forgiven by God for the sin of dishonesty? How do we convince others of the finished work of Christ? What about 1 John 1:9? Who is it written to? How can we know for sure?

In the wake of the devastating deaths of Rob Reiner and his wife, Michele Singer Reiner, family friends paint a heartbreaking portrait of two parents defined by unconditional love. Sources tell me the couple would have forgiven their son Nick “one hundred percent, without question,” even in the face of the unthinkable. At the same time, insiders say Nick long felt crushed by the weight of the Reiner name, resentful of living in the shadow of both his legendary father and grandfather, Carl Reiner. Close friend Maria Shriver echoed that complexity in an emotional tribute, remembering Rob and Michele as parents who “never stopped trying to be great,” no matter how difficult the journey became Don't forget to vote in today's poll on Twitter at @naughtynicerob or in our Facebook group. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

When we sincerely repent, God's mercy covers us. He not only forgives but chooses to remember our sins no more. His grace wipes the slate clean, reminding us that in Christ, we are free and restored.

The Joy of Forgiven Sin

In this episode of "Homeschool Minnesota," host Dayle Annand welcomes author Micah E. Davis to discuss his book "Three Strikes, You're Forgiven." The conversation delves into the complexities of forgiveness, drawing from Micah's personal experiences of family betrayal and reconciliation. Micah shares insights on the cost of forgiveness, the importance of community, and the transformative power of grace. He emphasizes that forgiveness is not about forgetting but about removing the burden of past hurts. The episode encourages listeners to reflect on their own journeys of forgiveness and offers practical steps to begin the healing process.   Links: To purchase Three Strikes, You're Forgiven: https://www.tyndale.com/search?keyword=3+strikes+youre+forgiven   To contact Homeschool Minnesota--MÂCHÉ: https://homeschoolminnesota.org/  

On this second Sunday of Advent, we focus on the theme of peace. Our sense of peace (and hope, joy, and love, etc.) is far more a function of perspective rather than circumstance. The prophet Isaiah and the apostle Paul both set touchstones for us with which to orient ourselves and live in “Peace on Earth.”To investigate this most important of stories further, go here.

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This Sunday is Commitment Sunday! In this week's message, we want to ask the question: What amazes Jesus? We know that Jesus is amazing—but what amazes Him? As we look again at the story in Mark 2, we discover that people's faith amazes Jesus. Every time people do extraordinary things on behalf of someone else to demonstrate their faith in Him, He is amazed. We see this in the story of the paralytic, where Jesus was amazed by the faith of the friends.During this message, Pastor Jeff Moes presents the  opportunity to bring forward your commitment card. You'll have the ability to demonstrate your family's faith and trust in Jesus by making a three-year financial pledge and committing to reach one person who doesn't yet know Him. Please come pray over your One & your commitment. There is a link below to bring forth your commitment below.--Commit HereWebsiteFacebookInstagramSunday SetlistConnect with us!How can we prayer for you? Let us know.

The whole world asks what is an essential spiritual question: How can I be forgiven? Fortunately, Scripture is not silent on the answer.Psalm 39 finds David sinning in his HOT HEART. He thinks he's OK, but the Lord STRIKES HIM suddenly, and he is hit with the reality of his transgression. He then teaches us what to do when we find ourselves on the short end of sin.This might be the most important psalm, for the techniques revealed, that you will ever consider.Subscribe and comment if you agree: https://youtu.be/HDW48jGnUqw

https://wels2.blob.core.windows.net/family-devotions/20251208fam.mp3 Listen to Devotion Read: Isaiah 11:1-10 A shoot will come up from the stump of Jesse; from his roots a Branch will bear fruit. The Spirit of the LORD will rest on him—the Spirit of wisdom and of understanding, the Spirit of counsel and of might, the Spirit of the knowledge and fear of the LORD—and he will delight in the fear of the LORD. He will not judge by what he sees with his eyes, or decide by what he hears with his ears; but with righteousness he will judge the needy, with justice he will give decisions for the poor of the earth. He will strike the earth with the rod of his mouth; with the breath of his lips he will slay the wicked. Isaiah 11:1-4 The Best Judge Ever In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. What choices did you make today? Did you choose what to wear, what to eat, and what to do first this morning? Did you decide to brush your teeth or make your bed? We make tons of choices every single day! Some choices are easy, like brushing your teeth (please do!). Others, like picking out clothes, can feel like a big deal. Just like you make choices, there are people whose whole job is to make really important choices. They're called judges. In a courtroom, a judge listens to both sides of a story and chooses if someone is guilty or innocent. During Advent, we remember something important: one day, Jesus will come back, and it will be judgment day. Everyone—every person who ever lived—will stand before him. Jesus will decide where we spend forever. That can sound a little scary, right? Jesus knows everything. He knows every thought, every word, every action, even the ones we hope no one ever finds out about. If Jesus were a mean or unfair judge, that would be terrifying. But guess what? He isn't mean. He isn't unfair. He is the BEST judge. In the Bible, Isaiah tells us something amazing about Jesus: “He will not judge by what he sees or hears . . . but with righteousness he will judge” (Isaiah 11:3-4). That word righteousness sounds big, but it simply means: Jesus always does what is right. Every. Single. Time. And here's the best news: On judgment day, you don't have to be scared—because the judge is also your defender! Jesus took your punishment on the cross. He gave you his perfect life as a gift. So, when Jesus looks at you, he says: “Not guilty! Forgiven! Mine forever!” That's why judgment day isn't scary at all. For believers, it's the day Jesus welcomes us home. Prayer: Lord Jesus, thank you for being a judge who always does what is right. When I start to feel nervous about judgment day, remind me that you already took my punishment and forgave all my sins. Help me trust you and look forward to the day you bring me home to heaven. Amen. The questions below are to help families discuss this devotion. The questions are divided by age group as suggestions, but anyone could reflect on any of the questions as they desire. Questions for Younger Children What’s one choice you make every single day without even thinking about it? How do you know that Jesus chose to save you? Questions for Elementary Age Children Does thinking about Jesus judging everything you do make you nervous or comfort you? Why? Why can you be sure—100% sure—that Jesus forgives you? Questions for Middle School and Above Why is Jesus considered a “righteous” judge? What do you think “righteous” means? Why is it awesome to know that Jesus is a righteous (perfect and fair) judge? Download Family Devotions Family Devotions are brought to you by WELS Discipleship. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. All Scripture quotations, unless otherwise indicated, are taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV®. Copyright ©1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.™ Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide.

In this stirring and deeply encouraging Advent message, Pastor Karl continues the series The King Has Come with a raw and life-giving exploration of the second great gift Jesus brings: peace.Turning to the familiar yet profound scene in Luke 2:8–20, Pastor Karl invites us into the midnight terror of ordinary shepherds—suddenly confronted by the blinding glory of God—and shows how the very first words from heaven that night were not “Merry Christmas,” but “Fear not.” That first Christmas did not begin with sentimental calm; it began with paralyzing, mega-fear. And right there, in the middle of stacked-on-stacked fear, the angel announced good news of great joy: a Savior has been born who is Christ the Lord, the Prince of Peace.With pastoral tenderness and unflinching honesty, Pastor Karl unmasks fear as the mortal enemy of peace—how it magnifies threats, shrinks our view of God, and paints our future in colors darker than God ever intended. Yet the gospel is stronger: peace is not the absence of trouble but the presence of a Person. Peace is not something Jesus gives; peace is who Jesus is—and He gives Himself.Through the shepherds' journey from terror to testimony, we're given clear, scriptural paths out of fear and into the unshakable peace of Christ: speaking God's truth over fear's lies, refusing to agree with the spirit of fear, drawing near to Jesus through spiritual disciplines, and taking bold steps of obedience that move us against comfort and toward surrender.This is a word for everyone whose heart has been ruled by anxiety, worst-case scenarios, or the quiet fears that steal joy—especially in this season. A tender yet urgent call to stop trusting the unknown future to our own control and start trusting it to the known God who entered our fear as a baby in a manger.Because the King has come, fear does not get the final word. Peace does. And when the Prince of Peace takes over a life, what spills out is no longer fear—but praise, testimony, and unshakable confidence in the goodness of God.Essential listening for anyone who longs to trade fear for the peace that passes all understanding this Christmas.Watch all our sermons on our youtube channel "Flipside Christian Church"Join us in person 9:00am & 10:30am every Sunday morning.37193 Ave 12 #3h, Madera, CA 93636For more visit us at flipside.churchFor more podcasts visit flipsidepodcasts.transistor.fm

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Subscribe for more Videos: http://www.youtube.com/c/PlantationSDAChurchTV Deeper Dive Theme: Pastor Rose gives warnings signs that you're worshiping a routine and forgotten the routine's real purpose Episode Title: He Nailed It! Host: JWald Guest: Pastor N. Abraham Rose Date: December 3, 2025 Tags: #psdatv #cross #forgive #forgiven #gospel #nail #types #shadows #symbols #assurance #salvation #NoMoreTypes #AssuranceOfSalvation #TheyAreNailedToHisCross #RelationshipOverRituals #ImForgiven For more life lessons and inspirational content, please visit us at http://www.plantationsda.tv. Church Copyright License (CCLI): 1659090 CCLI Streaming Plus License: 21338439Support the show: https://adventistgiving.org/#/org/ANTBMV/envelope/startSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Runways: Part 2 The Taming of the Shrew "I told you what I'd do if you pissed me off." I said as she walked past me. By m_storyman_x – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "That water was fucking cold!" "Uh huh. Matches your attitude. I think if I were you I'd warm it up a bit or you might be sleeping out in the jeep." "You wouldn't!" "The hell I wouldn't." I said with a scowl. "Remember the rules. This is my fucking vacation. You're along because I said you could, not to baby or pamper you or put up with your diva shit. If you don't like it, the road works two ways. "Fine! I'm outa here!" She said stomping off toward the jeep. She climbed into the front seat and turned the key, the jeep lurching forward before coming to a stop again. "What's wrong with this thing?" "It's a stick shift." I said with a frown as I turned and walked back into the cabin. "Okay. So I don't know how to make it work," she said quietly as she came in and closed the door quietly behind herself. "Not surprised. Come eat." I said, dishing some chili from the pot on the stove into two bowls. I was starved, having not gotten any lunch and it was already half way to dinner. I sat down and dug into my bowl, ignoring her. She slipped gently into the seat across from me and meekly apologized. "I'm sorry," she said barely above a whisper. "Forgiven." I said simply, pushing a bowl of chili across the table toward her. "Better eat." She looked at the bowl cautiously. "Is it organic?" "Nope. Just plain cow and beans and spices." I answered. "I don't eat much meat," she said quietly, looking at the bowl as if it might bite her. "Well, then you're probably going to be hungry a lot of the time, because I didn't bring a whole lot of vegetables and crap like that." I said, reaching out to hand her a spoon. She took the spoon and gingerly scooped a small bite from the bowl, lifting it to her lips and tentatively tasting it. A few moments later the spoon was emptied and headed back for another trip. "This is good," she said with a little surprise in her voice. "Thank you." "You made it?" "Uh huh." "I didn't know you could cook." "You never asked." I answered with a shrug. "I don't know how," she said quietly. "Guess you're going to have to learn." I answered her, looking at her face pointed down at the bowl almost as if she were ashamed to admit she couldn't cook. "Not to worry. I won't let you starve. Eat up now. Maybe I'll teach you how to fish." She looked up at me curiously and then back down at the bowl, scooping another spoon of chili. "Adam. Why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" I asked between bites. "This. Here. Me?" I sighed and leaned back in my chair. "As a favor to Amy." "You like her, don't you?" "Yeah. She's nice. Not interested in me, but nice just the same." "She might be interested in you. She talks about you. I've heard her say your name when she comes." I looked at her in surprise. "Huh? She does what?" "She sometimes says your name when we're fucking. You did know didn't you? That she was lesbian, right?" "Uh, no. I didn't. Explains a lot though." "Sorry," she said softly. "Well, at least I know where I stand... with both of you," I answered her between bites of my chili. "Don't assume. The main reason I don't do guys is that I hate having the guys coming on to me all the time. Makes me feel dirty or something. Seems like every guy on the planet wants to get into my panties." "Can you blame them? I mean hell, you're one of the hottest looking women on the planet. You could have the pick of any guy you want." "Who says I want a guy?" "We all assume that, until you prove to us different." "Is that why you don't try to come on to me? Or is it professional ethics?" I chuckled and didn't answer her, but continued eating my chili. "Come on. I know you're turned on by how I look. I saw that boner on the way up here." "Didn't say your body didn't turn my body on. Hell, sitting here looking at your bare tits turns my cock on. I'll admit that." "But you don't want to come on to me?" "Not particularly." "Why?" "When I took this job, I thought about it. Shit I had a hard boner the whole time on those first few photo shoots I flew you too. But I stopped going to them and stayed with the plane because it just wasn't that interesting any longer." "Why not?" "You really want me to tell you?" "Yes! I do!" I set my spoon down and leaned back in my chair. "Even if it hurts your feelings?" She was silent for several long seconds. "Yes, even if it hurts my feelings." "Because the longer I knew you the more I realized that you had a personality that was less than attractive." "What do you mean?" "You act like a class A bitch. No one likes a bitch, especially a guy. Anyone I know that's gotten to know you feels the same way." I said. "Well, as you say, at least I know where I stand," she said tilting her head up defiantly. "No. You don't. I fly you because I need the money. You're here screwing up my vacation, the vacation that I've been planning for six months because Amy begged me to take you. You had a stress attack. Your body tried to shut itself down because you're over stressed and under rested. She's afraid of something happening to you. She wanted you to get away and relax so badly that she offered to spend a whole weekend having sex with me, just so that I'd take you along." "She did?!" "She did. But I told her no. I only agreed to take you because she threatened to find another pilot to fly you while I was gone, so you're here so that I don't lose my job as your pilot." She got up from the table and walked to the cabin door. "Well you don't have to worry. I won't fire you, and since I'm stuck here with you I won't be flying with anyone else. So you're safe. You don't have to worry about being nice to me or doing anything for me. You clearly don't want me here, so you do what you need and I'll just find something to keep me busy," she said before turning and walking out the door. The rejection she felt was deep & profound. I shook my head, leaned over my bowl and finished the last few bites. I cleaned up both our dishes, put the food in what served as a refrigerator in the small cabin, and then dug into my gear, pulling on some shorts and a shirt and then getting out my fishing gear. It took me about ten minutes to get my rods put together, threaded and my artificial baits organized to go fish. I saw her sitting on the shore, still naked, looking out at the lake as I walked to the little boat. I flipped it over, put the little electric motor and the oars in the boat and then went back to the cabin for the battery. I lugged the fifty plus pound battery out to the boat, settled it into the back and then attached the cables. She was still sitting against the tree as I pushed off and headed out onto the lake to fish. It was dark by the time I came in. The moon was already up, and while not full, it provided plenty of light for me to make it to shore and then to the cabin. I reached into my pocket for the lighter that I knew was there as I headed for the porch. I pulled the lantern down from the hook on the porch, pumped it up, having checked to be sure it had fuel in it before I left. I held the lighter to the hole in the side of the lantern and it puffed to life, the yellow flame quickly changing to blue and then bright white as the mantel did its job converting the gas flame into a more refined reaction. I picked up the lantern and walked into the cabin, the light filling the small cabin and illuminating Kim sitting in one of the three chairs in the room, wrapped in a blanket, her knees pulled up to her chest with the blanket wrapped around herself. "You're back," she said barely above a whisper. "Uh huh. You could have lit a lantern." I told her. “The lone skylight I installed over the table had ceased to illuminate anything, this late in the day. "I didn't know how," she said with a frown on her face. "Seems like I don't know a lot of things." Kim’s Humble Apprenticeship "Well, come here." I said as I pulled an oil lamp down off the wall. "Matches are here." I said, stepping to the fireplace and pulling open a box of wooden matches, sitting on the mantle. “Gawd, this fur rug is huge! What animal was it,” she asked. That’s Uri. He’s the grizzly whom my dad met outside the cabin, one morning. He stood about 15 feet tall, when Dad dropped him 10 feet from the door, with a rifle bullet to the heart. We skinned him and stretched the hide. The meat was rather tough, but we quartered his carcus and took him to the meat market It’s a nice cozy rug when you’re cold and trying to warm up in front of the fireplace. I set the lamp on the table by the lantern and took the glass globe off, striking the match and touched it to the wide wick. The flame slowly grew and threw light of its own, though dwarfed by the bright gas lantern. "I have to deal with my fish. You can come outside if you want. If not, you at least have some light." "You caught some?" "A few." I answered as I turned and walked out of the cabin with the lantern. She followed behind, wrapped in the blanket and followed me to the boat and then to the metal-covered table, screwed down to one side of the end of the dock. "So that's what this is for?" She asked as I laid the three fish on the table to clean them. "Yep." I said as I used my pocket knife to cut the lower jaw and the belly, pulling the guts out and tossing it into the water by the dock. It only took a few short minutes to completely clean and rinse the three rainbow trout that I had caught. "Breakfast." I said, holding up the three fish in one hand and picking up the lantern with the other. "So what now?" Kim asked as she followed me into the cabin, closing the door behind us. "Well. Usually I'd just go to bed." I answered as I put the fish in the ice box and set the lantern on the counter. "So early?" "It's probably past eight." I said with a shrug. "Are you hungry?" "I snacked on some crackers, but I wouldn't mind something," she answered meekly. "I would have made something, but I didn't know how to make the stove work. I turned the knobs but the flames never came on." "Yeah, gotta light it with a match." I told her as I walked back to the icebox and pulled a Ziploc bag out. I walked to the stove and lit two burners, dug out two cast iron pans and put them on the flames. I dug in my food box for a container of oil and poured some in each pan. Putting away the oil I pulled out two large potatoes and quickly sliced them, dropping the white slices into one of the pans and then laid two marinated chicken breasts from the Ziploc into the other pan. It only took a few minutes to cook the potatoes and chicken breasts, ladling the fried food onto two plates. I set the pans aside to let the oil cool and then set the plates on the table. "Might as well come eat." I said as she stood near the wall watching me. "I'm not supposed to make you cook for me," she said quietly. "I know. But I did. So come eat." She walked to the table and sat down, carefully taking a few bites of the food. "Damn this is good," she mumbled as she began eating quickly. "I don't get much fried food. Not good for my figure, but this is so good." I chuckled. "Thanks." Kim was finished long before I was, and sat curled up in her blanket across from me, watching me eat. "Are you good at other things? Besides cooking and fishing and flying I mean?" "I think I'm pretty fair at a lot of things. What in particular are you asking about?" "I don't know. I mean most of the guys I know couldn't figure out which end of a fry pan to hold, let alone cook something good like this. But it seems like you know how to do everything you try. I mean you drove that jeep up here, you know how to fish, it's like you're a mountain man on steroids, or something." I laughed quietly. "No. Just learned when I was young how to camp and handle myself in the woods. Come on. We'll go get water and I'll show you how to be Jane of the jungle. You can do the dishes." "Sounds fair," she said, getting up and standing expectantly next to the table. "Here." I said handing her a plastic bucket. "We have to get water." I picked up the lantern and walked out of the cabin with her following behind. She followed me to the dock and dipped the bucket into the water. I smiled to myself as she struggled to carry the bucket and hold the blanket, but didn't offer to take it for her. I showed her where the big pot was, and let her fill it with her bucket and start it heating. We both sat in the chairs, waiting for the water to heat on the gas stove. She got up, walked to one of her suitcases, sitting against the wall and open, pulled out a rather slinky looking robe and slipped it over her still naked body. "Use another pot to scoop water out into the wash pan. You want to save some of that water to wash yourself with." "Wash myself?" "Yeah. Unless you want to wash in the lake." I chuckled. "Oh. Hadn't thought of that," she said as she headed for the sink. I took the blanket and threw it back on the bed, stripped my clothes off and climbed into bed, in the corner. "I'll go to sleep if you want some privacy to clean up. Just make sure to shut the lantern all the way off before you come to bed. I'd hate to waste the fuel, there's only so much." "Okay," she said quietly. "Adam?" "Yeah?" I answered without looking over at her. "Thank you." "For what?" "Being different," she said, as if that explained it all. I was still awake almost half an hour later when the cabin went dark. Kim climbed into bed with me, smelling of flowers as she slipped under the blanket with me, her back bumping against my back as she climbed into the full size bed. "It is small, isn't it?" "Uh huh. Cozy for two." I answered her. "I don't mind," she whispered. "Do you always sleep like that?" "Like what?" "Naked." "Yeah, actually." I answered in a whisper. "I don't have to, if it bothers you." "No. Not if it's how you usually sleep." "Okay." I answered sleepily. "Go to sleep now." I woke up with the sun, not completely surprised to be spooned up against Kim. How did I roll over and nuzzle up in this spooning position? How would I explain it? It was cool in the cabin and her body heat was certainly attractive to any sleeping body. Natural response, as was the morning woody. I suppose I could have considered that woody being jammed between her legs and my hand cupping her breast through the thin nightgown being natural as well, but the last thing I needed was to wake up the ‘ice queen’ thinking that I was trying to take advantage of her in her sleep. I eased myself away from her and out of bed. I stepped to my duffel and pulled out a pair of shorts and a shirt, pulling them on and then heading out the door, letting the screen door slam as I went. If she was awake, she pretended not to be. By the time I came back from the outhouse Kim was up and dressed in a pair of pink sweats, the form fitting spandex hugging her curves. "Good morning," she said surprisingly meekly. "Morning." "I guess it's my turn now," she said heading to the cabin door, her hair looking wild after the night's sleep. While she was gone I pulled the pan from the potatoes onto the now lit front burner, heating the oil left over from the night before. "You're going to reuse the oil?" She asked as she stepped back into the cabin, rubbing her arms to ward off the morning chill. "Yep. The potato oil. It'll be find for cooking breakfast." I said as I pulled another pan from the cabinet and lit another burner. I spooned a couple teaspoons of hot oil into the other pan before laying the two of the fish from last night into the hot oil. The fish sizzled and spit in the pan as it cooked, the skin crisping in the hot oil as the fish cooked through. I flipped it over after a few minutes to let the other side cook and then cracked some eggs in the second pan. In only a few minutes I had two plates of breakfast ready to eat, fresh fish and eggs. Couldn't ask for a better breakfast in the woods. "When you wash the dishes, don't use soap in the cast iron. It'll ruin it." I told her before I got up to head out of the cabin. I loved fishing early in the morning. Working a small fly along the weed banks on the far end of the lake where the four small springs trickled into the lake was one of my favorite spots on this lake. The rainbow trout came up from the cold deep waters to feast on the small bugs and minnows that inhabit the weeds, making my flies an inviting target of opportunity. By lunchtime I had six nice fish on the stringer and was ready to head back into camp. Even from half way across the small lake it was obvious to me that Kim was waiting along the lakeshore. Just as obvious was that she was scantly dressed in just a loose tubetop and mini shorts, walking barefoot on the stones near the shoreline.. Two days ago I wouldn't have given a shit, but for reasons that escaped me at the moment, the thought of what she might or might not be exposing besides her sexy breasts had my cock quickly growing in my shorts. "You're back!" She said surprisingly cheerfully as I motored silently up to the dock, only the soft whir of the motor and the sloshing of the water along the sides of the little aluminum boat making my presence known. "Have any luck?" "I did." I answered as I let the boat slide all the way to the shore and burry its bow gently on the small patch of sand next to the rickety little dock. I looped a rope around one of the cedar posts and then climbed out with my stringer of fish. "Oh. Those do look nice!" She said as she walked toward me, I guess sometime since I first spotted her from the middle of the lake, she’d removed her top & was wearing only the skimpiest of shorts, her large soft tits swinging and wiggling with each step. I walked to the end of the dock, to the cleaning table trying to ignore the fact that my cock was hardening even more in my pants at the sight of her practically perfect tits. She stepped up to me to watch, so close that one of her breasts brushed my arm gently as I worked to clean the fish, her attention riveted on my motions. "Is that all there is to it?" She asked after the third fish. "Yep. Wanna try one? "Can I?" "Sure." I answered, stepping to the side and holding the knife out for her. "Pick one and hold it belly side up. Yeah, like that." I said as she grasped the slippery fish the same way I had. "Now, see that spot there, that hole just up from his tail. Yeah, right there. Slip the tip of the knife in and carefully cut all the way up his stomach to his jaw. Yeah, just like that." I told her as she tentatively worked the knife along the belly of the fish toward the head. "A little more. Yeah, that's enough. Now, set it on the table belly side down. And cut just behind the front fins there. Yeah, cut down, but not all the way through. Just down through the backbone. Perfect. Now comes the messy part. Grab the head and bend it down." "Like this?" She asked as she bent the head down, breaking the remains of the backbone. "Yep, now just pull back toward the fish and it'll pull all his guts out." I coaxed her as she gently pulled on the head. "Harder." I said as she still wasn't pulling hard enough. I stepped behind her, reached around her and held her hands in mine, holding the fish with one and helping her pull with the other. "Oye!" She squeaked as the last of the skin by the fins broke loose and the whole intestinal track pulled out of the cut belly of the fish. "Perfect. Just toss that into the lake." I said as I let go of her hands. She tossed the fish guts toward the water, the jerk of her body bumping her against me and her practically bare ass against the front of my baggy shorts and my hard cock. "Now, just run your thumb along the inside of the fish and push that blood line out. Yeah, that's it." I coaxed, hoping she hadn't noticed my state of arousal. "And that's it." I said, stepping back. "I can think of a few men over the years that I might have wanted to clean that easily," she said with a giggle as she stepped to the edge of the lake to rinse her hands while I worked to clean the last two fish. "You do that so fast!" She said as she stepped up behind me to look over my shoulder as I finished the two remaining fish in the same amount of time that it took her to rinse her hands. "Practice. Been doing this for years." I answered, setting the fish on the clean end of the table and taking the metal pot hanging on one, off its hook. I put the fish in the pot and squatted down next to the lake to start rinsing them off. "Just have to clean them and they're ready for the pan." I said as I started washing the first fish. Kim stepped next to me, bending at the waist to watch me, her tits hanging right next to my face as I worked, each sexy orb swinging slightly with any movement she made. I worked methodically hoping she would lose interest and stand back up, but she stayed bent over me the entire time. I finally couldn't put it off any longer. I stood up and moved to the table again, hoping she wouldn't notice the huge bulge that had developed in the front of my shorts. I put the fish on the clean end of the table again and then used the pan to scoop water from the lake to rinse off the cleaning table. I squatted down one more time to clean my knife and my hands and then stood up, finding her standing with the six fish in her hands ready to head back to the cabin.  It was a rather tribal moment, The man comes back to camp, having a successful hunt. The woman takes the game and shows her gratitude to her provider. "Thank you," she said sweetly as we walked across the grassy yard toward the log cabin. "For what? Teaching you to clean a fish? You're welcome." I answered, a little surprised at her docile demeanor. "That and for not being obvious." "I don't understand." She stopped in front of me and said, "Stand still." I stopped next to her. "Okay." I answered, not quite sure what she wanted. She stepped over in front of me and quickly pressed her almost completely bare ass against the front of my shorts, rubbing it side to side, bouncing her crack across the bulge my hard cock was making. "For not being obvious about that," she said before she started walking again. "Uh. Sure." I answered as I followed her to the porch. She stood and waited for me to open the door, her hands still full of the mornings catch. She set the fish in the sink and then used a small pot of water sitting in the sink to dip her hands in before rubbing them with the bar of soap sitting on the edge. She rinsed them in the same pan and then dried them, stepping away from the sink to give me room to finish working with the fish. I looked around and the dishes were all done and the bed was made and I even saw where the broom that had been sitting near the fireplace had moved. "Looks nice." I answered, honestly appreciating her efforts to hold up her side of the bargain. "Thank you," she replied sweetly, sitting down in one of the chairs and watching me bag the fish and put them in the ice box. "How does that work? I mean there isn't any electricity up here." "The ice box? It's tied into the solar panels on the roof. When it's sunny it makes enough power to run the refrigeration system. It's got a big tub of water in the top that it freezes into a block of ice. Once it's frozen it can keep the ice box cold for a few days. That way if the sun doesn't shine for a few days nothing spoils. Kind of like an automatically replenishing cooler." "Oh. That's ingenious. Who figured that out?" "Well, I'd like to take credit for the idea, but it's not mine. I just built this one from an old freezer" "So, how do you know about this place? I thought you rented it?" "I do, sorta. My dad brought me up here when I was a kid. That was way before it was a ski lodge. The old man that owned it was getting really old and he sold it to my old man. When the ski lodge came in they made us a deal because they wanted the land. As I understand it, if we hadn't sold out we wouldn't be able to get here. They would have controlled the road. So we sold it to them on the understanding that they wouldn't build any more cabins on the lake, and that we got to use it for four weeks out of the summer. We had to arrange it, but the rest of the time they rent it out to others." I answered. "I've been coming here almost every year since I was six." "I can see why. It's perfect up here." "Tell you what. Let's make a couple sandwiches and I'll show you something even more beautiful." I suggested. "Sure. Let me. What do you want?" "Oh ham and cheese is good." I answered her as she got out bread and then opened the ice box to dig out things to make sandwiches with. While she made sandwiches I got a bucket of water from the lake and refilled the filter unit on the counter, letting the water flow through the Britta filter system into a pitcher. The lake was clean enough you could probably drink it directly, but these days it was always safer to filter it. I used the filtered water to fill four one liter water bottles and stuffed them in a small pack. She had the sandwiches done and wrapped in cling wrap and I stuffed them in the pack as well. "Do you have any good walking shoes and clothes?" "We going far?" "Not too far, but farther than you're going to want to go in those sandals." I said. "I have running shoes," She offered. "That'll due. You might also want to put more clothes on." "You don't like what I'm wearing?" "THAT I didn't say. Just a suggestion. That little slip of a swim suit doesn't even cover your ass." "It's not supposed to. That's why it's called a thong bikini," she said with a smile. "But if you don't like seeing my cheeks, I'll cover them up for you." "No. You can wear whatever you want. We're going to go walk through the brush. I thought you might want something a bit more protective, to avoid scraping your soft skin. Then there’s the very strong winds that can cause windburn. But you wear what you want." "Well, if you think I should," she said as she bent over her suitcase her bare ass pushing out at me as I stood there. She reached for her hips and pulled the strings of the bottom, pulling the tiny slip of material from between her legs, her pouting fat pussy lips now pushing out uncovered between her legs. "Damn." I breathed quietly as she stood bent over, unfolding her shorts and then stepping into them and finally standing straight up again. "There," she said turning for me to show off the white gauze croptop & a pair of skin tight mini shorts she now had on. "Better?" "Um. Yeah. I suppose so." I answered her as I picked up the pack. "Let's go." To be continued. By m_storyman_x, for Literotica.

Even in the Lord’s Prayer, we say the words “forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.” Thomas Fuller once wrote, “He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven.” Today, on A NEW BEGINNING, Pastor Greg Laurie takes us to the life of Joseph, an outstanding biblical example of forgiveness and what fruit can come of that selfless action. We’re studying the Bible’s great heroes. — Become a Harvest Partner today and join us in knowing God and making Him known through media and large-scale evangelism, our mission of over 30 years. Explore more resources from Pastor Greg Laurie, including daily devotionals and blogs, designed to answer your spiritual questions and equip you to walk closely with Christ.Support the show: https://bit.ly/anbsupportSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Even in the Lord’s Prayer, we say the words “forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.” Thomas Fuller once wrote, “He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven.” Today, on A NEW BEGINNING, Pastor Greg Laurie takes us to the life of Joseph, an outstanding biblical example of forgiveness and what fruit can come of that selfless action. We’re studying the Bible’s great heroes. — Become a Harvest Partner today and join us in knowing God and making Him known through media and large-scale evangelism, our mission of over 30 years. Explore more resources from Pastor Greg Laurie, including daily devotionals and blogs, designed to answer your spiritual questions and equip you to walk closely with Christ.Support the show: https://bit.ly/anbsupportSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Subscribe for more Videos: http://www.youtube.com/c/PlantationSDAChurchTV Theme: The Gospel narratives recorded that Roman nailed only two "things" to Calvary's cross that fateful Friday. However, the Apostle Paul in his letter to the Colossians introduces a third and important element that was nailed to the cross by Jesus Himself, who was the substance of the shadows of the Old Testament salvation paradigm. Speaker: N. Abraham Rose Title: He Nailed It! Key text: https://www.bible.com/bible/59/2CO.2.14.esv Bulletin/Notes: http://bible.com/events/49527651 Date: November 29, 2025 Tags: #psdatv #cross #forgive #forgiven #gospel #nail #types #shadows #symbols #assurance #salvation #NoMoreTypes #AssuranceOfSalvation #TheyAreNailedToHisCross #RelationshipOverRituals #ImForgiven For more life lessons and inspirational content, please visit us at http://www.plantationsda.tv. Church Copyright License (CCLI): 1659090 CCLI Streaming Plus License: 21338439 Support the show: https://adventistgiving.org/#/org/ANTBMV/envelope/startSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today's Word for the Day is "FORGIVEN" If you listen to Word for the Day on audio and have never checked out the video, you can do so on our YouTube channel at youtube.com/@fbmmediastudios. To receive your Word for the Day by e-mail, go to http://fbmaryville.org/wordfortheday to sign up.

Share a commentEver felt the urge to make amends with God by doing more, promising harder, or waiting out your guilt? We go straight at that instinct and uncover why it can't save you—and why Scripture offers something far better: forgiveness that is carried away, covered, and never counted against you. Drawing from Romans 3–4 and David's confession in Psalm 32, we unpack three powerful words that reframe everything: forgiven, covered, and not accounted.We start with the long human history of sacrifice, from ancient rituals to the modern notion that suffering can burn off sin. Then we hold it up to the light of the gospel. The Day of Atonement wasn't theater; it was a preview. The slain goat and the scapegoat point to Jesus, the Lamb of God who bears our guilt beyond reach. The mercy seat, stained with blood above the broken law, foreshadows the cross where justice and mercy meet. And Paul's accounting term in Romans 4—imputed—shows how God not only erases the debt but credits the perfect righteousness of Christ to our ledger.The implications are deeply personal. God knows every future failure and still loves you because the cost has already been paid. You don't have to bribe heaven with effort or endure an imagined middle state to purge what Christ finished. Assurance grows where the ledger is settled and the Savior's work is final. That frees us from despair over past sins and from pride in present efforts. It also anchors everyday obedience in gratitude, not fear: we pursue holiness because we're accepted, not to get accepted.If you've wondered whether grace can hold up under the weight of real life, this message is for you. Listen to find fresh clarity on justification by faith, the end of spiritual bookkeeping, and the peace that comes when your record shows only Christ's righteousness. If this encouraged you, follow the show, share it with a friend, and leave a review to help others find these truths.Support the showStephen's latest book, The Disciples Prayer, is available now. https://www.wisdomonline.org/store/view/the-disciples-prayer-hardback

Share a commentEver felt the urge to make amends with God by doing more, promising harder, or waiting out your guilt? We go straight at that instinct and uncover why it can't save you—and why Scripture offers something far better: forgiveness that is carried away, covered, and never counted against you. Drawing from Romans 3–4 and David's confession in Psalm 32, we unpack three powerful words that reframe everything: forgiven, covered, and not accounted.We start with the long human history of sacrifice, from ancient rituals to the modern notion that suffering can burn off sin. Then we hold it up to the light of the gospel. The Day of Atonement wasn't theater; it was a preview. The slain goat and the scapegoat point to Jesus, the Lamb of God who bears our guilt beyond reach. The mercy seat, stained with blood above the broken law, foreshadows the cross where justice and mercy meet. And Paul's accounting term in Romans 4—imputed—shows how God not only erases the debt but credits the perfect righteousness of Christ to our ledger.The implications are deeply personal. God knows every future failure and still loves you because the cost has already been paid. You don't have to bribe heaven with effort or endure an imagined middle state to purge what Christ finished. Assurance grows where the ledger is settled and the Savior's work is final. That frees us from despair over past sins and from pride in present efforts. It also anchors everyday obedience in gratitude, not fear: we pursue holiness because we're accepted, not to get accepted.If you've wondered whether grace can hold up under the weight of real life, this message is for you. Listen to find fresh clarity on justification by faith, the end of spiritual bookkeeping, and the peace that comes when your record shows only Christ's righteousness. If this encouraged you, follow the show, share it with a friend, and leave a review to help others find these truths.Support the showStephen's latest book, The Disciples Prayer, is available now. https://www.wisdomonline.org/store/view/the-disciples-prayer-hardback

Did you know that Jesus has forgiven all of your sins, even the ones you haven't committed yet? Dive into this radical truth as Andrew reveals how understanding spirit, soul, and body can transform your relationship with God.

Micah Davis joins the ARC Show to share about the power of forgiveness and his new book "Three Strikes, You're Forgiven." He talks about some of the painful moments in his life, and how God has moved in the midst of his trials.Micah's website: https://www.micahedavis.com/Micah's church: https://www.sanctuaryindy.com/

Pray First - Week 5

The Sin That is Never ForgivenSeries: Mark: The Beginning of the Gospel Preacher: Dr. Daniel HeeringaDate: 23rd November 2025Passage: Mark 3:22-30

November 22, 2025 Amos 7:1-8:3; Ps. 130:1-5; Prov. 28:8-10; Rev. 3:7-13

Why did Jesus tell his disciples they could forgive or retain people's sins? Is it okay for Christians to have their body cremated? I keep hearing that "God is with" someone? What does that even mean? 

Are you ready to receive healing in your body, heart, and mind? The same power that raised Jesus from the dead lives in you! Because of the cross, healing is part of your inheritance. In this session of Healing NOW, Todd White shares biblical truth that you are forgiven, loved, and fully wanted by God—and He desires for you to walk in all His benefits. If you've struggled to receive what God has already provided, this message is for you. For more resources and to view our upcoming conferences and events: www.charisbiblecollege.org.

Living Forgiven Speaker: Alan Bernard

Sermon Handout Sermon Slides Matthew 18:21–35

The High Priest will minister to the people, but only if He is first a minister to God. It's only until Jesus comes, our Great High Priest, will this ministry be fulfilled and the people of God receive that gracious judgement once and for all: Forgiven!

In this special edition interview, Duffey and Jason are joined by Justin Perdue of Theocast for a discussion pertaining to his recently published book, More Than Forgiven. This discussion centers around Paul's epistle to the Romans, believer's baptism, union with Christ, and assurance for the believer. Tune in to what we hope is an encouraging conversation for you! To watch this epsiode on video, see this link https://youtu.be/LifKarwkF-Q To learn more about our guest Justin Perdue, click this link: https://covbap.org/leadership/ 

Nicolle Wallace on Trump's pardons to his allies he deems loyal enough to receive them...essentially saying, I've got your back if you want to do it again.For more, follow us on Instagram @deadlinewhTo listen to this show and other MSNBC podcasts without ads, sign up for MSNBC Premium on Apple Podcasts. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Welcome to the Grace in Focus podcast. Today, Bob Wilkin and Sam Marr are answering a question from a listener about forgiveness. If the atonement was good for the covering of all sin, are unbelievers, in anysense, forgiven for their sin? What are the extents of Christ's atonement? Please listen today and each weekday, to

Three Strikes and You're Forgiven with Micah DavisJoin Educate for Life Radio and Kevin Conover as he interviews Micah Davis about his new book, "3 Strikes and You're Forgiven", all about the forgiveness that Christ modeled for us. Forgiveness is a cornerstone in Christianity, even in situations where it might seem impossible.This episode first aired Monday, November 10, 2025Educate For Life with Kevin Conover airs Saturdays at 12:30pm. Listen live on KPRZ San Diego Radio AM 1210.Listen live: www.educateforlife.org/live 

Today on Sound Doctrine we'll show you where real happiness is found. And it has everything to do with confession, sins forgiven and being in a right relationship with God. Pastor Jeff Johnson will be recalling King David's life in today's study from Romans chapter four. It's a wonderful example of how far-reaching God's grace and forgiveness is. To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/621/29?v=20251111

At the heart of this message lies a profound truth that challenges us to our core: we are forgiven so that we might forgive. Drawing from the Lord's Prayer in Matthew 6, we're reminded that forgiveness isn't just a nice spiritual concept—it's the very foundation of the kingdom breaking into our world. When Jesus taught his disciples to pray, he emphasized one particular element above all others by immediately circling back to it: the connection between receiving God's forgiveness and extending forgiveness to others.

Brockport First Baptist sermon audio from Sunday, November 9, 2025: “Learning to be Forgiven,” by Rev. Dr. Dan Brockway. Scripture reading: Genesis 33.Our mission is to embody God's love outside the walls of the church, in Brockport and beyond. SUPPORT OUR MINISTRIES: www.brockportfirstbaptist.org/giveLEARN MORE ABOUT OUR CHURCH: www.brockportfirstbaptist.org