Podcasts about pursing

Pursing passive income sounds like a smart idea until you find out its bullshit especially in the beginning. We didn't start thinking about passive income until we were taking home 100k a month from our business and we were able to reach 100k take home months by investing in ourselves and increasing our active income streams. I'll explain why you shouldn't chase low tickets offers, what to do instead, and why your offer is your first step to success.   Time Stamps:   (0:17) Passive Income Is Mostly Bullshit (3:35) Hormozi's Value Equation (5:10) Recently Came Back From A 20k Retreat (7:44) Fixing Your Offer (9:35) If You Need Help, This Is Our Jam ----------

Gabe Cox is back for a 2nd guest interview on How to Grow My Small Business with Lindsay Fletcher. Gabe & Lindsay discuss pursuing goals in business and life without hustling.  They also discuss Gabe's book "Mind over Marathon". Gabe Cox is a goal planning and business strategist and the founder of Red Hot Mindset. She helps entrepreneurs personalize and take action on a game plan that works with their capacity in different seasons so that they don't have to sacrifice everything to hit their goals. She teaches how to market your business without relying on social media so that you can ditch the hustle culture for good. You can connect with Gabe at https://redhotmindset.com and you can find her book at https://redhotmindset.com/mind-over-marathon/ 

This week, Jason is joined by content creator, entrepreneur, and one of the most authentic and impactful voices in fashion, Remi Bader! From her viral realistic hauls that changed how millions think about clothing to launching her own size inclusive fashion line Edited by Remi Bader at Sam's Club, she has proven the power of authenticity and advocacy. Her collection was so successful, it expanded from a hundred stores to 200 and has continued that mission by building her own brand Fangirl. Remy has redefined what it means to merge influence with impact, showing how social media power can spark lasting change in the fashion industry. Remi Bader dives into the unconventional path that led her from PR and marketing to becoming one of the most recognizable names in fashion and content creation. She opens up about getting fired early in her career, why she initially thought fashion wasn't her space, and how creating videos during one of her lowest points unexpectedly launched her online success. Remi shares the full-circle moment of landing on Forbes 30 Under 30, how she spent all her early income on Uber and food delivery, and her resistance to being labeled an influencer. She details how UTA convinced her to go full-time into content creation, her days working as a fit model, and the whirlwind of balancing viral fame with mental health. Remi reflects on building her career completely on her own, the importance of never burning bridges, and how LinkedIn played a surprising role in her growth. She also gets candid about her collaboration with her dad (and why she'll never do business with family again), staying true to her values regardless of body size, prioritizing health, setting boundaries, and the story behind her brand, Fangirl. Remi reveals all this and so much more in another episode you can't afford to miss! Host: Jason Tartick Co-Host: David Arduin Audio: John Gurney Guest: Remi Bader Stay connected with the Trading Secrets Podcast!  Instagram: @tradingsecretspodcast  Youtube: Trading Secrets Facebook: Join the Group  All Access: Free 30-Day Trial  Trading Secrets Steals & Deals! Function Health:  Most people only think about their immune system after they get sick. But your body gives you signals long before the first cough or fever shows up. That's where Function comes in. With access to testing for over 100 biomarkers, you can better understand how your immune system is really doing — before you start feeling run down. Visit www.functionhealth.com/TRADINGSECRETS or use gift code TRADINGSECRETS100 at sign up to own your health. Square: Whether you're selling lattes, cutting hair, detailing cars, or running a design studio, Square helps you run your business, without running yourself into the ground. With Square, you get all the tools to run your business, with none of the contracts or complexity. And why wait? For up to $200 off Square hardware head to square.com/go/tradingsecrets  Momentous: Creatine isn't just for building muscle it has become a daily essential for your strength, focus, recovery, aging, and cognitive performance. Momentous doesn't follow trends-they perfect the fundamentals. This is chewable creatine done right. For  35% off your first order with promo code TRADINGSECRETS visit livemomentous.com  Booking.com: If your vacation rental isn't listed on Booking.com, it could be invisible to millions of travelers searching the platform. Don't miss out on consistent bookings and global reach. Head over to Booking.com and start your listing today. Get Seen. Get Booked on Booking.com

Listen in on one our amazing CWS Industry Panel Discussions from the 2025 CWS Conference:Hosted by Jason Romano and joined by Lori Krueger, Chaplain of the US Women's National Soccer Team, Moses Ehambe, Assistant Coach, Player Development, and Matt Marasco, Senior Director of Leadership Development at the Kansas City Royals, this panel discusses the challenge of work-life balance in an industry known for workaholism.Visit www.cwsconference.org to learn more about the Christians Working in Sports Conference!

Theological error, idolatry, and sin are serious matters that cannot be ignored because they are a constant threat to the unity of God's people. In this passage, we see the necessity of pursuing the peace and purity of the church.Sermon Outline:I. Because the LORD is God, We Must Cling to Him in Wholehearted DevotionII. Because the LORD is God, We Must Pursue the Purity of the ChurchIII. Because the LORD is God, We Must Pursue the Peace of the ChurchSermon Discussion Questions:1. The word “cling” used in Joshua's instructions is the same word used to describe how a husband and wife should hold fast to each other in marriage. What does it look like practically to “cling to God with loyalty, faithfulness, and affection” in the midst of busy daily life? What threatens to pull your affection away from Him?2. The altar built by the eastern tribes was misunderstood as rebellion. Can you recall a time when you misjudged someone's motives (or were misjudged yourself)? What would it look like for you to be slower to assume and quicker to ask questions in those situations?3. The western tribes feared the altar represented idolatry because sin spreads and affects the whole community. In what ways have you seen sin (whether your own or others') impact your family, church, or community? What does “guarding the purity of the church” look like in practice?4. When the misunderstanding was cleared, Israel rejoiced that “the LORD is in our midst” (v. 31). How does pursuing peace with one another help us experience and display God's presence today?5. How does this central confession that “The LORD is God” give us unity as believers even when we disagree about lesser matters? How could remembering this confession change the way you approach conflict?

1 Peter 2:1-10 // 1 Peter: Suffering to the Glory of God // Larron Smith // June 22, 2025

Do we want a heart like God's?

Honor is our veiw of people and humility is our view of self.

When the chase stops, the connection fades.

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Dr. Melody Shari. She is a star and producer on OWN’s “Love & Marriage: Huntsville”, a successful entrepreneur and Founder of Seventh Avenue Premier Skincare, a Homebuilder, Author, and Motivational Speaker. Melody Holt's journey to financial and professional success is an inspiring narrative of ambition, innovation, and resilience. Initially beginning her career as an educator, Holt transitioned into entrepreneurship by co-founding Holt & Holt Entrepreneurship, LLC, with her then-husband, Martell Holt. #AMI #STRAW #BESTSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Learn, Understand and Master the LANGUAGE of WOMEN

Before you dive headfirst into a new romance, have you truly paused to reflect on what matters most? In this episode, we unpack the key factors you should consider before pursuing a romantic relationship. From emotional readiness and personal values to understanding your non-negotiables and past relationship patterns, we'll help you navigate the questions that often go unasked. Whether you're newly single, healing from heartbreak, or simply seeking clarity, this conversation will offer insight and guidance to help you make intentional, healthy choices in your love life. **Tune in to discover:** - How to assess your emotional readiness for a relationship - The importance of self-awareness and personal growth - Recognizing red flags within yourself and potential partners - Why timing, purpose, and alignment matter more than chemistry Get ready to reflect, realign, and approach love with a fresh perspective.

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Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Dr. Melody Shari. She is a star and producer on OWN’s “Love & Marriage: Huntsville”, a successful entrepreneur and Founder of Seventh Avenue Premier Skincare, a Homebuilder, Author, and Motivational Speaker. Melody Holt's journey to financial and professional success is an inspiring narrative of ambition, innovation, and resilience. Initially beginning her career as an educator, Holt transitioned into entrepreneurship by co-founding Holt & Holt Entrepreneurship, LLC, with her then-husband, Martell Holt. #STRAW #BESTSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Dr. Melody Shari. She is a star and producer on OWN’s “Love & Marriage: Huntsville”, a successful entrepreneur and Founder of Seventh Avenue Premier Skincare, a Homebuilder, Author, and Motivational Speaker. Melody Holt's journey to financial and professional success is an inspiring narrative of ambition, innovation, and resilience. Initially beginning her career as an educator, Holt transitioned into entrepreneurship by co-founding Holt & Holt Entrepreneurship, LLC, with her then-husband, Martell Holt. #STRAW #BESTSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Dr. Jason DeRouchie preached this sermon on November 3, 2024 at Sovereign Joy Baptist Church.

‘Tis the season for giving. By TheSleepingKing. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. 7:16 am The door from the bathroom swung open, spilling steam into the dim blue rays of light sneaking in through the blinds. Wrapped in a towel, Shauna strode into her dorm room, feet sinking into the carpet as she padded across the floor. Pausing at the window she pulled the cord to raise the blinds, bathing the room in the soft glow of an overcast Michigan dawn. A dusting of snow covered the glazing. About an inch drifted on the ledge outside. Beyond and several stories down a lone figure rounded onto the back straight of the athletic track. Shauna leaned in, her breath fogging the glass. She poked two dots and underlined them with a curve. Smiled at the new face smiling back at her. It was a beautiful Christmas Eve morning.She unhooked the towel and tossed it over the back of the chair parked under the desk. The cool air plucked at her nipples and sapped the heat from her skin. She skimmed her hands around the bulge of her breasts, across her taut tummy and the arc of her ass. Appraising her profile in the mirror she nodded. Spin class and yoga really paid off this year. From the top drawer of the dresser, she picked out white lace panties and drew them up over toned, creamy thighs. She paired them with red and white argyle knee socks and a soft strapless bra. Sifting through the hangers in the closet she settled on a flirty red A-line dress with wide shoulder straps and a length about mid-thigh. Not practical for the weather. But perfect for the mission. 7:32 am She capped the outfit with a fuzzy Santa hat and white-soled black Keds before returning to the mirror. She turned side to side and took a twirl, the dress flaring out before settling over her legs. Certainly the sexiest elf she'd ever seen. She glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. She would need to get going soon to make her deliveries. The schedule was tight. On any other Christmas Eve she'd still be asleep; tucked in tight and dead to the world in a quiet corner of her parents' six-bedroom McMansion in Traverse City. She'd get up around 10:00, meet her brother for lunch, then spend the afternoon serving food at a shelter across town before heading home for the traditional Christmas Eve dinner with her family. This year, dinner had been moved up to lunch – something about grandma and grandpa's flights. So volunteering was out. She was fine with it at first. But as the season ramped up and the holiday spirit infected her, she felt the need to replace it with something. Some way to give back. To spread a little cheer to those less fortunate this time of year. As 3rd floor RA for the co-ed dorm, she was privy to certain information. The administration realized not every student could make it home for the holidays. So the school remained open in a limited capacity, depending on the holiday and how many students remained behind. This year on her floor there were three. And since they were stuck there maybe she could celebrate with them before she left. She snatched a small white drawstring bag off her bed and slung it over her shoulder, the contents momentarily rustling about inside. Taking her key card from the dresser she slipped it into her bra and reached for the door. She paused, re-thinking, the lever rocking under her palm. Quickly, she picked it out and tucked it neatly into the back of a sock instead, before ducking out into the hall. 7:40 am Shauna stopped at Room 303. She gave her usual rata-tat-tat RA knock and shrugged the bag off her shoulder, holding the strap in the crook of her elbow. The corridor was weirdly quiet. No music or raucous conversation bleeding through the walls. She couldn't imagine having to spend the next week here under these conditions. A latch clicked in front of her, and the door creaked open. “Hey Ty,” she chirped, “Merry Christmas!” Ty seemed surprised by the greeting, then confused by her presence. He smiled. “Um…thanks. Merry Christmas to you too.” His eyes dipped – first to her cleavage, then to her legs – before rebounding to hers. He now seemed nervous too. “Can I come in for a minute?” “Uh…yeah, sure.” Shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweats he stepped aside. She glided past, her blonde curls swishing about her shoulders. Ty gently shut the door behind her. Shauna glanced around the suite. Open textbooks were strewn across the couch. Graph paper filled with notes littered the desk. The three computer monitors that typically flickered video games, now hosted row upon row of complex equations she didn't understand. Ambient techno pulsed softly through a pair of small speakers, and the room smelled faintly of Axe body spray. “I'm sorry,” he offered, “I wasn't expecting anyone today.” He was a freshman, so she'd only known him one semester. But he seemed like a good kid. Sure, he was disheveled, nerdy, and a little immature. But he was charming and considerate, and very bright – dedicated to keeping his name on the Dean's List. Didn't hurt that he was cute either. “That's okay,” she replied. “Santa knows it sucks having to be here over the holidays, so he got you a present.” She lowered the bag and reached inside, pulling out a deep green envelope with a silver star sticker sealing it shut. “Nothing big, just something to give you a break from…” she waved her arm toward the paper and monitors, “…this.” Cautiously he took the envelope, turning it over to find his name written neatly on the front. “Oh,” he said, “…thanks. That's…really nice.” A moment of awkward silence followed. “Go ahead,” Shauna prompted, “open it.” Ty shrugged. He peeled up the star and lifted the flap, extricating a Christmas card with a red-nosed Rudolph gracing the cover. He smiled as he opened it, eyes tracking back and forth across the page. Wedged in the crease was a white 3 by 5 note card. Flipping it right-side-up he discovered a sketch in black marker in the center. He froze, the smile fading, jaw dropped. He looked up at Shauna. Then back at the card. “Wait…,” he stammered, “is this…. Are you…. Is this for real?” Shauna raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “Santa likes to make sure no one on the nice list gets left out.” Her gaze fell to his groin, dialing in on the growing bulge. There was the response she was hoping for. She hung the bag over the doorknob. Closing the distance between them she reached out and pinched the card in her fingers. “Why don't you get comfortable.” She set it on a textbook and slouched against the desk, waiting. Ty looked left, then right, unsure of what to do. Finally, he stepped back and eased himself down to the edge of his bed. Shauna placed her hands on his thighs, pushing them apart before kneeling between them. The tented fleece covering his crotch pointed directly at her. She smiled. Looked up. “You've done this before, right?” He paused a moment, then nodded vigorously. She wasn't convinced. But it didn't really matter. It might even help keep her on schedule. She gave him a shove, forcing him to recline and brace with his arms. Grabbing his sweats by the pockets she jerked at them until they pooled around his ankles. His cock sprang out, slapping his abdomen before swaying back to vertical. She wrapped it in her fingers, the whole head protruding from her fist. He puffed and shivered under her touch. Leaning forward she lowered her head. His body tensed. She raised her eyes to find his narrowed, his mouth rounded and dry. “Relax,” she cooed, “just enjoy it,” and slipped his dick between her lips. A breath rattled his chest. She felt the blanket cinch beneath them as his fingers gripped and pulled. First she teased the glans, undulating her tongue beneath, then around and over the top. His hips shot up to meet her mouth. She lightened her hold, welcoming him in deeper. She bobbed her head to the rhythm of the music – down on one and three, up on two and four. His cock was rock hard, curving into the roof of her mouth with each descent. He sighed, and groaned, and grunted; the tone and timbre of each growing more urgent with each passing minute. Shauna's free hand dove under her dress and between her legs, fingers plucking aside the damp lace and strumming the slick, smooth lips of her pussy. Her partners were usually more experienced. More restrained. It had been some time since one had responded with such virginal enthusiasm. And she found it to be quite the turn-on. She held her neck as steady as she could, relinquishing control of tempo and depth. Ty trembled, huffing air through gritted teeth. Shauna peeked to find his eyes closed, neck strained, deep blue veins pulsing through. Sensing the moment, her fingers left the base of his dick and curled around his balls. She tightened her lips to a gentle squeeze. Ty stalled. A guttural growl forced its way into the air. His eyes popped open wide and fixed on Shauna's. With a batting of lashes, she pushed down on his throbbing cock until the tip of her nose bumped his abdomen. A heartbeat later, torrents of warm, viscid cum spewed into her mouth. The jets struck the back of her palate, sloshing over her tonsils and sliding down her throat. She swallowed hard but couldn't keep up. Each burst seemed richer than the last, filling her cheeks and leaking from the corners of her mouth. Her own juices deluged her fingers in response; the squelching filling the gaps between Ty's staggered gasps. A dozen spurts later his orgasm subsided. Shauna held his cock a little longer, savoring its texture on her lips and the mild, distinct flavor of his seed. She moved with him as his hips sagged back to the mattress, sinking him deeper to the root of his erection. After one final gulp she sucked in her cheeks and lifted her head, teasing the remaining fluids from the head of his dick. He gawked at her, speechless. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and held them up in front of her. They gleamed in the light, strands of grool clinging to her knuckles as she separated them. Fixing on him she sucked each finger into her mouth, swabbing them clean before licking her lips. Ty's eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed flat on the bed. Shauna giggled. Pushing off she rocked to her feet. She looked at him spread over the rumpled blanket, his penis twitching on his tummy. She nodded, pleased with herself. Sweeping her hair out of her face she took the gift sack from the doorknob and the note card from the desk, slipping the latter into the former. “Did you enjoy your present?” she asked, slinging the bag over her shoulder. Ty groaned a sigh, his satisfaction evident. A smile lit Shauna's lips. “Good,” she said, “that's great.” She made her way back to the door. “You know, Santa can't offer gifts like this to everyone, so…let's keep this between us, okay?” An arm raised and a hand approximated a wave before tumbling limp to the mattress. She took it as a yes. Catching her reflection in the window she adjusted her hat. “Merry Christmas Ty,” she said softly, before disappearing into the corridor. 8:05 am Snowflakes drifted past the tall narrow windows of the student lounge separating the north and south wings of the third floor. Curled up at the far end of the couch opposite the ping pong table, Shauna twisted the cap off a bottle of diet soda and took a sip. Pulling her phone from the bag she checked the time. Javon would arrive in fifteen minutes. Plenty of time to finish her drink. She stretched out across the cushions and downed another swig. This one excited her more than the others. She and Javon were casually acquainted. Though both juniors they rarely shared classes. But they saw each other often around campus; playing pool in the lounge, grabbing coffee at Starks, or stocking up on dollar tacos Tuesday nights at Frankie's. And always, always flirting. Nothing ever came of it, unfortunately. He was putting himself through school and the scholarships just weren't enough. So he needed to work a lot. Every chance he got he'd bank some overtime or pick up an extra shift. That didn't leave much time for anything else. But today was Christmas Eve. The print shop would be closed tomorrow, so he couldn't go in tonight. Which she hoped would free up just enough time for what she had in store. A door closed in the distance, followed by footsteps in the hallway behind her. She checked her phone. He was early. She chugged another mouthful of soda, then quietly stuffed everything into the bag. The footsteps halted. A latch turned and a door opened, then closed. She counted to thirty, then slid off the couch and left the lounge, rounding the corner toward 317. 8:08 am Shauna waited, impatiently, shifting her weight from foot to foot. Still no response. She knocked again, harder this time. Shuffling noises, then heavy footfalls. The door swung open on a scowling Javon, his uniform shirt crumpled in his fist, muscles chiseled and taut. She smiled up at him, head cocked to the side. He looked her over, his mood softening as he recognized who she was. “Hey,” he said, eyebrows furrowed. “What are you still doing here?” She shrugged, ignoring the twinge in her pussy. “Waiting to see you. Can I come in?” Javon retreated inside, tossing his shirt on the bed and perching on the edge of his dresser. Shauna followed, taking quick stock of the room. Clean and sparse. Suitable for someone who spent very little time there. She turned her attention to him. Tall and dark, with bold, crisp features. His hands splotched with cyan and yellow ink from the press. “Is um…is this a bad time?” “Nah,” he said, shaking his head. “I was just going to take a shower, then go down for a nap.” He waved a hand in her direction. “Soooo, who are you supposed to be?” “I'm a Christmas elf,” she replied. “Santa's Helper.” Javon's eyes widened. “Oh. You're a lot taller than I would have expected of an elf.” “Well, we're not all size challenged artisans baking cookies in the off-season you know. Some of us are taller, and educated, and…really cute.” He laughed, his pecs jumping. “That's fair. Please forgive my ignorance of the elf community. I don't know any – aside from you.” She shrugged the bag off her shoulder and reached inside, crossing the carpet between them. “Listen, she began, “Santa knows how hard you work to be here, and how much that keeps you from having a life. So, he got you a little gift. It won't make up for having to be here over the holidays, but it might help take the edge off?” She pulled out a red envelope and handed it to him. He stared at it, his face cycling through several emotions, settling on confused. “Thanks,” he said, “that's…really sweet. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything.” Shauna smiled to herself, setting the bag on the floor. “Open it.” She wandered past him to the window. Raising the blinds she took a quick peek outside before turning and sliding up onto his desk, swinging her feet freely beneath. Javon zipped a finger under the flap and extracted the card; a red-nosed Rudolph printed on the cover. As he shook it open a white note card fluttered out. He snatched it out of the air and held it up. A sketch in black marker graced the white space. Shauna watched over his shoulder as he stared at the figures suggested by the swooping lines. He fanned the card, then turned and eased off his seat. He walked over to her, holding it up, the image upside down. His mouth curled in one corner. “This is uhhh…you and me?” She squinted at the picture. “Well…right-side up and all, but…sure.” She took it from him and snapped it on the desk. Her arms extended, fingers wedging themselves between the waist of his jeans and the warm, smooth skin of his abdomen. She reeled him in between her legs, squeezing them in hers. “Come on,” she said, thumbs separating the button and peeling the zipper. “Take a break.” Javon reached out, tracing the curl of her ear with his finger. Tilting his head, he leaned in for a kiss. Shauna planted a hand in the center of his chest, stopping his lips a hair's breadth from hers. His heartbeat pulsed through her arm and gut, thumping through her clit like a kick drum. She tapped a finger on the card beside her. He glanced down. Then back at her. She smiled. Pushed him away. She hopped off the desk, lowering her eyes to the height of his fly. Waiting. Javon nodded. In a single swoop he shoved his jeans to the floor and stepped out. The outline of his cock bulged the breathable fabric of his boxer briefs, curving down his right leg. A squeak left Shauna's throat. She reached inside and fished it out, needing both hands to hoist the shaft. It hardened in her grip, rising, reaching for its target. She pulled a few long strokes, its heat warming her hands. She had imagined what he might be hiding. But none of those dreams fell short of reality. Reluctantly she let go. Eyes fixed on her prize she slowly turned round, bending over the desk. She shuffled her feet a shoulder's width apart and casually wiggled her ass. Javon stepped up, his demeanor all business. Stroking his meat with one hand he grabbed the hem of her dress in the other and flipped it up over her butt. Her firm white cheeks glowed in the morning light. He took the waistband of her panties and rolled them down her hips and thighs, abandoning them around her calves and exposing her labia to the chill of the room. She was sopping wet. He swiped his penis along her slit, greasing it with her cream. Current bolted up her spine, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. She threw her ass toward him, anxious to be filled. But he took his time, lubing every inch to a slippery shine. Finally satisfied, he set a palm in the small of her back and wedged the tip of his cock between her folds. Slow and steady, he sank into her vagina. Shauna gasped, eyes round. Her knees buckled, fingertips clawing at the laminate as her canal expanded to accommodate the intruder. It was thicker than any dick or dildo she remembered. And she was suddenly grateful he'd been so careful to slicken up. He took shallow, steady thrusts, loosening her vice a touch each time. Short, silent breaths gave way to grunts and groans. She tried to restrain herself in case anyone still left was walking the halls. But it was a losing battle. The pressure coiling inside would soon be too much to contain. Javon curled over her. Reaching into her dress he freed her breasts from their padded sling and cupped one in each hand. He pinched her nipples between strong fingers, yoking her tits to her clit with little bolts of lightning. The heat of the moment telegraphed through her skin, flushing her ears, cheeks, and chest a robust, rosy pink. He pushed on, diving deeper into her velvet pouch. Her arms burning, Shauna lowered her elbows and forehead to the desk. Her hair shrouded her periphery, leaving the only clear view that of her lover's balls swaying back and forth between her thighs. A delightful fog rolled over her brain, occluding everything outside the aura of their bodies. “Do you want it all,” Javon whispered, his voice piercing the veil. Shauna turned her head, mouth agape. “That's not all of it?” A baritone chuckle rumbled from his chest. He straightened up, releasing her boobs for a firm hold of her waist. He eased down the throttle, slowing his rhythm. Measuring the distance. She caught his eyes for a moment, glimpsing the same lechery she felt coursing through her veins. He smiled at her. Then hilted his cock in her pussy. “Uhhh gawd.” A wave of pleasure rippled out from her core, breaking over her entire body. She couldn't gauge how big he was, but he was now twice as deep as he had been seconds ago. He gave her a moment and a few shallow dips before ramping up the pace; drawing his dick out to the barb each time before plunging back in. Shauna's ass rippled, limbs shuddering under each impact. She stretched her arms to brace herself. But her hands squeaked against the desk each time he crashed into her, jolting her forward. She began to lose control. Her pelvic muscles clenched; labia stretching around his shaft. He growled his approval. A stern smack stung her left buttock, forcing a squeal from her larynx and a shock to her sex. Another followed, echoing off the walls into her ears. Her strength failed, drooping her back and turning her legs to jelly. Javon grabbed hold of one and lifted it, bending the knee and setting it securely on the desktop. He continued to hammer away. The cords binding her orgasm began to fray. She imagined his view from behind; her sodden pink snatch vulgarly splayed for the massive dark rod plowing her gut. Words escaped her, leaving only screams and moans to communicate her desire. 8:42 am Shauna's head was swimming, her brain just mush. But she held on, wanting this ecstasy to last forever. Her hat flew off her head, landing silently on the windowsill. Long fingers raked through her hair. They gathered her curls into his fist and pulled. Her head snapped back, jaw dropped, eyelids fluttering. The cords snapped and the coil exploded. She bore down on his dick, silent and stiff, her body racked with orgasm. Her toes dug into the carpet, her raised foot flopping about over the edge of the desk. She slapped the top with her hands, translating her contractions into a frantic rhythm beat out for Javon to hear. Her juices flowed freely, seeping out past his cock and dribbling down her thighs. And through all this, he continued to fuck her. Shauna's orgasm continued in suspended animation, tweaking her muscles and prickling her skin. As snug as he fit there was now no friction. He glided in and out like a piston in a well-oiled machine. He pumped harder, faster, working to create resistance. But her pussy was a flooded mess and that wasn't going to change. He whispered something toward her ear. A question? She couldn't decipher the words. But it didn't matter. As long as he kept filling her, perpetuating this feeling, he could do whatever he wanted. She nodded as best she could. The pounding slowed and the hand holding her waist released. The slapping of skin ceased, and his penis slipped out of her vagina. The emptiness was deflating, like the air had been sucked from her lungs. She turned to look but he stopped her, pushing her head back down to the desk. She opened her mouth to demand he continue and that's when she felt it. The pressure on the dip of her anus. Her insides knotted up. Everything clenched, then released. Her rosebud relaxed, and Javon's cock surged up her ass. She held her breath, expecting pain. But there was none. Only an indescribable fullness she had never experienced before. Each time he retracted her stomach dropped. Each plunge threatened to split her at the seams. Orgasm ripped through her again, rattling her bones and sweating from every pore. The room closed in, swaddling her in a thick black heat. She screamed but heard nothing. Felt only his cock. His fingers curled over her shoulders and around her neck. He pushed and pulled her with new urgency, opposing the swing of his hips. He'd found the resistance he was seeking, and it drove him on toward ferocious climax. In her stupor, Shauna somehow regained control of her limbs. She twisted an arm behind her back and flailed at his. When he looked down, wanton lust blazing in his eyes, she willed words from her lips. “Cum in me,” she cried, breathless, desperate for his load. “Cum in my ass.” He glared at her, neck craned, jaw set. He shifted his weight, pinning her tits to the desk and raising her butt. He tried to hold out a bit longer. But she was too tight and he was too far gone. Nodding his head Javon closed his eyes and buried his throbbing cock balls deep, erupting hot semen deep in her bowels. He roared in release, his balls smashed against her pussy, rocking into the curve of her ass. The pressure lifted her foot from the floor, grinding her hip into the edge of the desktop. But she didn't care. His cum splattered inside her, capping her climax with a warm, gooey buzz. Her buttocks quaked with each spasm. She had his cock. All of it. In the moment, that was everything. 9:04 am Gradually the pumping slowed. The pressure on her back eased and the room drifted back into focus. She glimpsed herself in a mirror near the window; hair disheveled, bare breasts smushed beneath the cockled red fabric; a trembling leg coiled on the desk, panties dangling casually from her ankle. “You are so fuckin' hot,” said the voice in her ear. She cooed, not yet able to formulate words. He rested in her a moment longer, sharing her warmth. When they'd finally caught their breath Javon stood tall. Kneading his hands into the meat of her cheeks he pushed himself back, emerging from her ass with an obscene wet slurp. Empty, Shauna sighed, the void disappointing. Her rosebud gaped, then winked several times before shrinking back into place. Javon slumped against the wall near the window. Fumbling with the latch he cracked it open. December rushed in, swirling round their bodies and raising goosebumps on their skin. Shauna shivered, invigorated, the cold soothing her scalded sex. Watching her lover she smeared her cream over her pussy and along the crack of her ass. His organ flexed toward her, but Javon shook his head. Smiling, she wriggled off the desk. On wobbly legs she gathered the note card and the bag and set them on the edge of the bed. Rummaging around in the neck of her dress she tucked her tits back into her bra and plumped them into position. Javon sauntered over, her hat in one hand, soggy panties in the other. She took the cap and fit it over her head. “Can't put those back on,” she said of her underwear. “You keep them.” He nodded, draping them over the corner of the television. She shouldered the bag and looked up at him. “Did Santa get you what you wanted?” He laughed. She followed his eyes down to his semi-hard, polished rod. “I think he fucking crushed it,” he replied. Closing the gap between them he lowered his voice. “Tell me something though. Is this strictly a Christmas situation, or…are…special occasions not required.” Shauna shrugged, the corners of her mouth curling up. “Why don't you come by sometime and find out,” she offered. “You know where I live.” She gave his penis a playful nip and tug and backed out into the hallway. 9:13 am Shauna stood quietly outside Room 334, gently swaying to a tune in her head. Her fingertips tingled and her pussy hummed along to the beat, still riding the high of the last half-hour. A trickle of semen stained her inner thigh, the remainder of Javon's deposit still trapped inside. She smoothed the front of her dress and flipped the pom of the hat to the side. She was a few minutes behind schedule. But that shouldn't be critical here. Ready for more, she knocked on the door. There was a rustling inside. A few moments later the door opened on a beautiful raven-haired Japanese girl in a tight anime tee shirt and bright blue boyshorts. Seemingly surprised, the girl dropped the pencil she held in her left hand. “Hey Sachiko,” Shauna chirped. Sachiko ripped off her headphones and flashed a nervous smile. Shauna nodded inside. “Can I come in for a minute?” Sachiko glanced over at something Shauna couldn't see, then backed her slender frame away from the door. Shauna strode inside, the latch clicking shut behind her. Unlike her first two stops, this was a bit of a gamble. Their contact had been minimal, generally restricted to her RA duties. And her scouting report was incomplete. She knew Sachiko was a sophomore, and a graphic design major. She spent summers at home in Osaka. But she couldn't afford to fly back and forth for breaks, so she usually spent them on campus. Rumor was she was into women. Of this Shauna had no confirmation. But from their interactions in the dorm and Sachiko's shyness and fluster around particular friends she did have a feeling. It was risky. But that heightened the thrill. The room was warm and cozy, lit by a floor lamp and a cube on the nightstand. Fuzzy orange pillows adorned the loveseat below the window. Incense burned in a jade tray on the corner of the dresser and a thick down comforter covered the bed. Several sketchpads scattered across the desk, a collection of porcelain cats lining the shelf above. It was clearly the space of someone needing a touch of home. “Am I like…in trouble…or something?” Sachiko wondered. “No,” Shauna laughed, amused as much by her apparent discomfort as the absurdity of the question. “I mean, have you ever been in trouble? I just wanted to wish you Happy Holidays.” Sachiko blushed. Her face made several contortions before settling on a half nod and awkward smile. “Th…thank you,” she stammered. Shauna pinched her lips between her teeth. So far so good. “I like your kitties,” Shauna continued, drifting toward the shelf. She scanned for messages, photos, anything that might give her a clue. “My sister sends me a new one for my birthday every year,” Sachiko offered. “They're beautiful.” She spotted a sheet of paper with dark smudges sticking out of the pad on top of the pile. “What's this?” she asked, reaching for it. “What? Oh!” Sachiko leapt toward her, mortified. “It's nothing, I just – ” Before she could swipe the pad Shauna had the page, staring at a gorgeous unfinished graphite sketch of a sleeping woman. She lay on her side, head on a pillow, hands underneath. Bikini panties cloaked her nethers, an arm crossed her bare breasts. And her face. Well…. Her face was very familiar. Shauna smiled to herself. This might work after all. Sachiko slunk back as Shauna turned around. She studied the drawing a moment longer, impressed by the resemblance. Finally, she looked up at Sachiko. The rosy hue of her cheeks crept into her face and neck. Shauna noticed for the first time she wasn't wearing a bra. “Did you draw this?” Sachiko sighed, looking everywhere forward. “I um…. It…it's for a class.” “You did it from memory.” She rubbed her arms with her hands. “Yeah. It just…works that way.” “It's amazing.” Shauna returned the drawing to the desk. Sluffing off the bag she retrieved the final card. “I know you don't really celebrate Christmas,” she said, “but it can't be easy being here by yourself while everyone else is. So, I got you a gift.” The silver envelope rested in her palm while Sachiko hesitated, her name glittering in gold marker. She looked up, embarrassment clouding her eyes. Shauna smiled, extending her hand. Finally, Sachiko accepted. She zipped open the flap and removed the card. A red-nosed Rudolph blinked at her from the cover. Shauna dropped the bag on the loveseat. She clasped her hands behind her back and crossed her legs at the ankles, a flirty little swivel seizing her hips. Sachiko picked the note card from the fold and looked closely. Her fingers began to tremble. Shauna sidled up closer, tucking a lock of Sachiko's hair behind her ear. Sachiko jumped at the light touch. But her gaze remained fixed on the card. Her lips parted. No sound escaped. “If you want me to stop,” Shauna murmured, “just let me know.” She kissed Sachiko's ear lobe, rolling it between her lips before drifting to her cheek and the nape of her neck. Sachiko's tremor spread to her chest. The cards fell from her grasp. Shauna continued down, over her shoulders to the swell of her breasts. She caressed one in each palm, grazing the nipples with the soft cotton of the shirt. Sachiko tangled her fingers in Shauna's hair. They curled and flexed as Shauna descended, raising her shirt and kissing her navel. She lingered there, circling, lips skimming Sachiko's butter-smooth, unblemished skin. She smelled of cherry blossom and jasmine. Shauna filled her head with the scent, priming her for the peach she was about to unwrap. Sachiko's hushed whisper floated down from above. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.” Sinking to her haunches Shauna eyed Sachiko's sex. A small wet spot darkened the fabric between her legs. Shauna peeled the underwear down over Sachiko's ass and thighs, pooling them around her feet. Exposed to the low light was a plump, tidy pussy, closely cropped dark pubic hair gracing her mound. Shauna's lips quivered. She bowed, pressing her face between Sachiko's thighs, sopping up the heat. Sachiko moaned, easing her legs apart, welcoming Shauna's tongue between her folds. Her entire body shook, chopping her breaths between chattering teeth. Shauna probed a little deeper. Sachiko doubled over, humping Shauna's mouth. Shauna yipped with delight. She shook her head side to side, slathering Sachiko's light sweet syrup over her cheeks and chin. She dug her nails into the brunette's ass, spreading her cheeks and kneading the meat. Sachiko mauled her own breasts, stretching and twisting the characters on her shirt into impossible shapes. Buffeted by Sachiko's gyrations Shauna wobbled on the balls of her feet. It was all she could do to hold on for the ride and she found herself failing at that. Toppling to her butt she roped an arm around Sachiko's neck and pulled her ear to her dripping lips. “Sit on my face,” she hissed. Sachiko fell to her knees, straddling Shauna's chest and pinning her to the floor. On all fours she scooched forward over the blonde's shoulders until her succulent snatch hovered over her RA's gaping mouth. Shauna's tongue darted out, flicking Sachiko's swollen clit. Stifling a scream Sachiko collapsed on Shauna's kisser, squeezing her ears between her thighs and swirling her pussy over her lips. Shauna lost herself in Sachiko. Inhaling her essence. Drinking her qi. She thrilled at her lover's responses – involuntary, honest and pure. There was no pretention. Only the passion of an inexperienced girl wholly submitting to her desires. She reveled in it, lapping at Sachiko's sex from the hood of her clit to the crease of her ass. Sachiko's back arched, thrusting out her chest. Her head lolled back, eyes strafing the ceiling. She squirmed on Shauna's face, blissfully ignorant of her weight, Shauna's nose, or her need to breathe. She reached back between the Shauna's splayed legs, probing under her dress until her fingers found the blonde's honeypot and slithered inside. Strangling Sachiko's wrist in her thighs Shauna groaned into her pussy. The vibrations spurred Sachiko's building orgasm, winding her body tighter and tighter, pushing her fingers faster, deeper. The circuit closed, the feedback loop complete. Every flip of the tongue, every curl of a digit, amplified the next. Sachiko bucked and thrashed. Shauna swirled and writhed. Again and again they traded blows until suddenly Sachiko fell silent, her body rigid, muscles strained. Clutching fistfuls of Shauna's hair Sachiko spread her knees and bore down, smashing her quaking pussy into Shauna's lips and gushing slippery, viscous cum all over her face. Racked with spasms she hunched over Shauna's head, wave after crashing wave of orgasm pummeling her sex. 9:38 am When the contractions finally slowed, Shauna worked her hands up to Sachiko's buttocks and nudged her. Spent, Sachiko rolled away, settling on her back against the foot of the bed. Shauna's chest heaved, gulping the cool dry air. Her eyes re-adjusted to the light. Reaching up she brushed the hat off her head and raked her fingers through moist matted hair. Arms flopping to the floor she sighed. That went well. She rolled her head and looked at Sachiko. The junior lay knees up, feet flat on the floor, her arms draped between her legs – the odd twitch in her muscles interrupting her stillness. Shauna willed herself up and crawled over. Finding her eyes shut she pressed in close and planted a tender kiss on her forehead. Sachiko smiled. “Merry Christmas,” Shauna whispered. Sachiko nodded, radiant from her orgasm. Shauna stroked her ear. “If you want me to model for you sometime,” she added, “give me a call.” She gathered her things and prepared to leave. As she passed the mirror on the closet door she stopped to look. Her face and neck glistened, glazed with Sachiko's juices. She tossed the hat in her hand, raising it to wipe herself clean. But she didn't. She decided instead she liked the way it looked. And she'd wear it a little longer. Pursing her lips, she slipped out of Sachiko's room. Light as a feather she skipped down the hall toward her room. She slowed passing Javon's door, wondering if he was already asleep. Her phone chimed in the bag, interrupting her curiosity. Retrieving it she scanned the screen and frowned. Two texts and a missed call. All from her brother. “Hey Josh,” she answered. “Yo, where the hell have you been?” There was an urgency in his tone. “I've been calling you. I'm out front, let's go!” She frowned. “Wait, what time is it?” “Quarter to ten. I told you I'd be here at 9:30, remember?” She thought for a minute, then rolled her eyes, realizing what went wrong. “Fuck,” she spat. “I thought you meant 9:30 your time.” “So you're not ready?” “No, I packed last night. I'll be right down.” Hanging up she shook her head. How did she make that mistake? She thought she'd have an hour to shower and clean up, but now they were running late. No time for any of that. Swiping the key card from her sock she popped into her room and tossed the gift bag on the bed. Snagging her backpack and navy peacoat from the closet she dashed back out headed for the lobby. 9:52 am Shauna flung open the passenger door of the coupe and tumbled inside, stuffing the backpack between her feet as she settled in the seat. Her teeth chattered from their brief exposure to the cold. Rubbing her hands together near the warm air vent she looked over at her brother behind the wheel. He stared at her, forehead crinkled, a mix of confusion and amusement scrawled across his lips. “What,” she said, staring back. He glanced down at her bare thighs – the coat just covering her lap – then back at her scowl. “Nice touch,” he replied, pointing to the bright red pileus cap. “Thanks,” she quipped, flashing a smile. “But you know it's snowing, right?” She flipped him the bird. He shrugged. “You're going to get Uncle Leo in trouble today.” Shauna tried to stifle her laugh. “Just drive Josh.” He put the car in gear and pulled away from the curb. “Unlike you,” he said, “I got an early start. So I'm going to get some coffee. Did you eat already?” “Yup,” she nodded. “Several times.” Josh's eyes narrowed, but he said nothing. At the next light he made a left and turned into the coffee shop drive-thru. Waiting in line behind a pick-up he turned to his sister. “Are you okay?” he asked. “You look a little…weird.” Shauna checked herself in the side mirror. She could taste Ty's spunk on her tongue; feel Javon's cum in her ass and Sachiko's pussy all over her face. A shiver buzzed her clit. She reclined the seat several notches and sighed, beaming at the ceiling. “Yeah,” she said softly. “I'm just…filled with Christmas spirit.” Quietly she shoved her hands beneath her legs to keep from touching herself for the remainder of the trip. By TheSleepingKing for Literotica

Being a person of passion and purpose for Christ is what we're made for. We WILL take life by the throat. We are not made for a quiet life. That is the way to live with God.

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Welcome to the Daily Living for Christ podcast! In today's episode, we finish the remaining part of Philippians 3:15-21, where the Apostle Paul shares a powerful message about letting go of worldly gains and pressing forward to pursue Christ above all. This passage challenges us to reconsider our priorities, to count everything else as loss, and to seek a life centered on knowing Christ and the power of His resurrection. As we explore this passage, you'll be encouraged to evaluate what you are striving for in life. Whether you're facing challenges, pursuing new goals, or seeking a deeper relationship with God, this episode will inspire you to run your race with renewed focus and trust in Christ.Tune in now to finish hearing how Philippians 3:15-21 reminds us of the incredible joy of pursuing Christ above all else. Download the episode today and be encouraged to press on toward your calling in Him!"Have Questions, Send us a Message" This podcast is a production of The Center for Biblical Coaching and Leadership. If this episode has been useful or inspiring to you in any way, please share it with someone else. Lastly, please subscribe to the show and write a review.Visit our website, tcbcl.org, to learn more about our mission and vision.

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2 Corinthians 4:16-18 That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spiritsare being renewed every day. For our present troubles are quite small and won't last very long.Yet they produce for us an immeasurably great glory that will last forever!! So we don't look atthe troubles we can see right now, rather we look forward to what we have not yet seen. For thetroubles we see will soon be over, but the joys to come will last forever!!Hannah - A dream follower1st Samuel 1-2Opposition to the Dream - NO control elementsroad-block to the dream in place - God closed Hannah's womb (1 Sam 1:6)made fun of by family members for inabilities (1 Sam 1:6) well Intentioned but unsupportive loved ones (1 Sam 1:8)wrongly accused of poor behavior - by a well respected authority (1 Sam 1:12-14)Hannah's Control Elementsshowing great emotion (1 Sam 1:10, 11) -Pslams 34:17 & 18defends herself (1 Sam 1:15-16) & DOES NOT lean in to offense (vs.18) Eph 4:32 Prov 15:1 Luke 6:27immediate agreement and belief in promise (vs 18) Romans 5:8-10 - Tim 4:10 John 14:10

What is the technology strategy for the U.S. Department of the Air Force? How is the U.S. Air Force leveraging emerging technology to transform how it does IT? What are the U.S. Department of the Air Force's Zero Trust and ICAM Strategies? Michael J. Keegan explores these questions and more with Jason Bonci, Chief Technology Officer (CTO) within the U.S. Department of the Air Force. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoicesSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

What is the technology strategy for the U.S. Department of the Air Force? How is the U.S. Air Force leveraging emerging technology to transform how it does IT? What are the U.S. Department of the Air Force's Zero Trust and ICAM Strategies? Michael J. Keegan explores these questions and more with Jason Bonci, Chief Technology Officer (CTO) within the U.S. Department of the Air Force.

Have you had that dream—the one where you just leave academia? You quit your job, sell all your stuff, and board a plane for somewhere far, far away. But what happens once you land? Dr. Anne Boyd Rioux shares how she left her job in Louisiana and landed in Paris. She explains the steps of establishing a life abroad: working online; exploring new landscapes; frequently repacking suitcases; finding a new feeling of home; and navigating complex visa and residency requirements. As she candidly explores the benefits and downsides of being so mobile, she invites us all to wonder what comes next—when one path stops, and a new one begins. Our guest is: Dr. Anne Boyd Rioux, who is the recipient of four NEH awards, holds a Ph.D. in American Studies, and was an English professor for twenty-three years. She recently sold her house in New Orleans and bought a one-way ticket to Paris. She chronicles her journeys in her newsletter “Letters from Anne,” and is currently writing a memoir. She has served on the Board of Directors of the Biographers International Organization, and her essays and reviews have appeared in the Washington Post, Salon, Lit Hub, Lapham's Quarterly, and elsewhere. Anne has published seven books, and is passionate about reclaiming women writers who created fascinating, sometimes provocative, and often daring works that have been unavailable and unread for generations. Our host is: Dr. Christina Gessler, the producer of the Academic Life podcast. She holds a PhD in history, which she uses to explore what stories we tell (and why) and what happens to those we never tell. Academic Life playlist about academics abroad: Where Is Home Now? Far from home: a conversation about academic relocation Academic Life playlist about life after graduation: Chasing Chickens Contingent Faculty and the Remaking of Higher Education Long road to the dream job in academia Leaving Academia Welcome to Academic Life, the podcast for your academic journey—and beyond! You can support the show by posting, assigning or sharing episodes. Join us here again to learn from even more experts inside and outside the academy, and around the world. Missed any of the 200+ Academic Life episodes? You'll find them all archived here. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

Have you had that dream—the one where you just leave academia? You quit your job, sell all your stuff, and board a plane for somewhere far, far away. But what happens once you land? Dr. Anne Boyd Rioux shares how she left her job in Louisiana and landed in Paris. She explains the steps of establishing a life abroad: working online; exploring new landscapes; frequently repacking suitcases; finding a new feeling of home; and navigating complex visa and residency requirements. As she candidly explores the benefits and downsides of being so mobile, she invites us all to wonder what comes next—when one path stops, and a new one begins. Our guest is: Dr. Anne Boyd Rioux, who is the recipient of four NEH awards, holds a Ph.D. in American Studies, and was an English professor for twenty-three years. She recently sold her house in New Orleans and bought a one-way ticket to Paris. She chronicles her journeys in her newsletter “Letters from Anne,” and is currently writing a memoir. She has served on the Board of Directors of the Biographers International Organization, and her essays and reviews have appeared in the Washington Post, Salon, Lit Hub, Lapham's Quarterly, and elsewhere. Anne has published seven books, and is passionate about reclaiming women writers who created fascinating, sometimes provocative, and often daring works that have been unavailable and unread for generations. Our host is: Dr. Christina Gessler, the producer of the Academic Life podcast. She holds a PhD in history, which she uses to explore what stories we tell (and why) and what happens to those we never tell. Academic Life playlist about academics abroad: Where Is Home Now? Far from home: a conversation about academic relocation Academic Life playlist about life after graduation: Chasing Chickens Contingent Faculty and the Remaking of Higher Education Long road to the dream job in academia Leaving Academia Welcome to Academic Life, the podcast for your academic journey—and beyond! You can support the show by posting, assigning or sharing episodes. Join us here again to learn from even more experts inside and outside the academy, and around the world. Missed any of the 200+ Academic Life episodes? You'll find them all archived here. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/academic-life

Matthew 15: 1-20 Traditions and Commandments 15 Then Pharisees and scribes came to Jesus from Jerusalem and said,2 “Why do your disciples break the tradition of the elders? For theydo not wash their hands when they eat.” 3 He answered them, “And why do youbreak the commandment of God for the sake of your tradition? 4 For God commanded, ‘Honor your father and your mother,' and, ‘Whoever reviles father or mother must surely die.' 5 But you say, ‘If anyone tells his father or hismother, “What you would have gained from me is given to God,” 6 he need nothonor his father.' So for the sake of your tradition you have made void the word of God. 7 You hypocrites! Well did Isaiah prophesy of you, when he said: 8  “‘This people honors me with their lips, but their heart is far from me; 9  in vain do they worship me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men.'” What Defiles a Person 10 And he called the people to him and said to them, “Hear and understand:11 it is not what goes into the mouth that defiles a person, but what comes out of the mouth; this defiles a person.” 12 Then the disciples came and said to him, “Do you know that the Pharisees were offended when they heard this saying?” 13 He answered, “Every plant that my heavenly Father has not planted will be rooted up. 14 Let them alone; they are blind guides. And if the blind lead the blind, both will fall into a pit.” 15 But Peter said to him, “Explain the parable to us.”16 And he said, “Are you also still without understanding? 17 Do you not see that whatever goes into the mouth passes into the stomach and is expelled? 18 But what comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart, and this defiles a person.19 For out of the heart come evil thoughts, murder, adultery, sexual immorality, theft, false witness, slander. 20 These are what defile a person. But to eat with unwashed hands does not defile anyone.” The post Pursing with Your Heart first appeared on Hope Christian Church.

Hello and Welcome to the BE ENCOURAGED! Podcast. My hope is that you will be encouraged to find purpose in the beginnings of life! Everything that exists has a beginning! Let's deep dive into this topic as we purse purpose in who we are, what we do, and in all that is created! I hope that you will leave this episode refreshed with a new perspective knowing that from the beginning you have purpose and that there is a divine purpose for you! Especially, in the HERE and NOW! So grab your cup of coffee get on your walk or run and BE ENCOURAGED! Jackie Follow me on Instagram @be_encouraged_podcast --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/beinspiredandmore/support

What an amazing episode with guest, Taneshia from CEO for women! Taneshia is the founder of Christian Entrepreneur Organization (@ceoforwomen on Instagram) and specializes in helping women get unstuck and follow their God-given purpose. I am daily so inspired by what Taneshia shares on Instagram and how she encouraged women entrepreneurs. I couldn't wait to do this interview to ask my own burning questions, and am so excited to share it with all of you! Enjoy the episode, and I'd LOVE to hear your takeaways once you listen!  The Bible Recap: https://www.thebiblerecap.com/start Free Help Now: Get the free Live Brightly Starter Kit (the most fun journaling exercise inside to help you create life-giving habits!): ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.paigeschmidt.com/bright-life/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Website: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠paigeschmidt.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Work with Paige: Group Coaching: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠paigeschmidt.com/livebrightly⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠  1:1 Coaching: ⁠https://www.paigeschmidt.com/private-coaching-with-paige/⁠ Connect with Paige: Subscribe to the podcast! Email her directly: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠paige@paigeschmidt.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@paigeschmidt⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

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Integrity in Times of StruggleIn this episode of Midnight Musing, Angel shares her personal journey through a challenging period of her life, emphasizing the importance of integrity, honesty, and asking for help when needed. Drawing from a childhood story of taking money from her father, she reflects on the lessons learned about maintaining integrity and facing consequences. Angel stresses the value of being honest, communicating effectively, and standing firm on one's morals, despite the potential for criticism or misunderstanding from others. She encourages her audience to be persons of good character, to seek God for wisdom, and to ensure that their actions and legacies are built on a truthful foundation.  Support the showSubscribe to the podcast & leave a review on: APPLE PODCAST SPOTIFY PODCAST

Preparing for life's next chapter requires purpose, wisdom, and a solid financial plan. On today's episode, I had the pleasure of discussing the importance of transition practice and tax strategy with Daryl Lyons Darrell Lyons of Pax Financial Group. Pax Financial Group serve clients nationwide, focusing on aligning investment strategies with religious convictions, especially in a polarizing environment. They address conflicts of interest in investments and provide case studies on marriage support and strategic charitable giving through donor-advised funds. The episode covers the importance of personalized financial solutions, the assessment process for charitable giving, and advice for business owners on financial stability and legacy planning post-exit. Darrell emphasizes the need for purposeful transition planning and tax strategies for entrepreneurs. "Understanding clients' goals is essential in providing personalized financial solutions." - Daryl Lyons What you will learn: The value of Judeo-Christian values Navigating financial conflicts with religious convictions Legacy and engagement through charitable giving Assessment and Valuation Process Learn more about Brian Franco by visiting: Facebook Email Me

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It's a new year…whether you listen to this now or later, this episode is a foundational conversation I want to share with you. There's a longing in my heart to share what God is doing and how He is growing hearts in this community. In this episode you'll hear more of the vision for vital needs we need as women on a path for growth. Tune in and hear more about this vision for five things we really need, including: Mentorship Honesty Integrated living as a flourishing woman Thriving masculinity and femininity in marriage    You're Invited: Keep learning with Francie! Join the Discipleship Circle group mentorship. This is a SWEET community of women, connected with the purpose of seeking God's heart for their reclaiming a redeemed view of sex and sexuality. Inside the circle, we will explore and discover the good news about God's heart for sex. Learn more here: Discipleship Circle   Related Episodes: Wife Coaching: Finding the Hero in Your Husband w/ Juli Slattery, here Pleasure & Orgasm with Bonny Burns, here Female Anatomy, Orgasm 101 and Guiding Your Husband to Your Pleasure with with Dr. Jennifer Degler, here Female Sexuality & Growth with Nancy Houston, here Sexual Celebration with Alexa PenaVega, here Overcoming Vaginismus & Painful Sex with Jess Seitz, here Hope After Pornography with Kristin Richardson, here Discovering (and Owning) Your Feminine Beauty with Molly Rhodes, here   Donate to the Heaven in Your Home Ministry: Your one time donation will allow us to continue to produce and distribute teaching and resources. Thank you for partnering with us! Donate here. Listen to Heaven in Your Home Family Music: Spotify Apple Music YouTube Connect with Francie: Receive Francie's weekly newsletter  Website Instagram  

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EP:67 On this week's episode of Thrive Like a Parent podcast, I am so honored to be joined by the one and only Erika Nolan! Erika has not only been a dear friend of mine since childhood, she has also been an inspiration for personal growth and courage to live authentically in a world that often pushes conformity. Erika is now an incredible Holistic Health and Homestead Coach. Her journey involved many unexpected turns that led to a profound transformation. Pursing a life that aligns with one's true self means stepping into the unknown, releasing old expectations , stepping out of societal norms and stepping into a path that feels right for you. You, my friend are so worthy of living an aligned and fulfilling life that is your true calling. My hope is that this episode will be the sign for you to live and be unapologetically you! #thrivelikeaparent #podcast #parenting #nervoussystemregulation #thrive #thrivelikeamother #parenthood #motherhood #momlife #widow #sensorysystem #mentalhealth #triggers

Today on the show, I get to talk with my friend Madison Prewett Troutt. Her new book, The Love Everybody Wants is an empowering message about where we go to find love. I'm really enjoying opening up these conversations after our Summer Lovin' Series around dating and sex, and what that looks like right now. We also got to talk about God's peace and coming into relationships out of an abundance rather than scarcity. I'm so grateful to Madi for sharing her story with us! . . . . Subscribe to Let's Read the Gospels with Annie F. Downs HERE. Go to https://anniefdowns.com/gospels to purchase your September Reading Plan or Let's Read the Gospels Guidebook. . . . . . Head to anniefdowns.com/books for more information and to sign up for the AFD Book of the Month. . . . . . Sign up to receive the AFD Week In Review email and ask questions to future guests! #thatsoundsfunpodcast . . . . . Thank you to our partners! Athletic Greens: Athletic Greens is going to give you a FREE 1 year supply of immune-supporting Vitamin D AND 5 FREE travel packs with your first purchase. Go to athleticgreens.com/soundsfun. Thrive Market: Join Thrive Market today to get 30% off your first order, plus a FREE $60 gift! Go to https://ThriveMarket.com/THATSOUNDSFUN. Preorder So Happy to Know You and nominate a teacher who had a huge impact on your life or a teacher you know and love. Entries close September 18th at 8pm ET. Head to sohappytoknowyou.com to enter. Prose: Go to https://prose.com/thatsoundsfun for your FREE in-depth hair consultation and an extra $20 off your first subscription order. . . . . . If you'd like to partner with Annie as a sponsor for the That Sounds Fun podcast, fill out our Advertise With Us form! . . . . . NYTimes bestselling Christian author, speaker, and host of the That Sounds Fun Podcast, Annie F. Downs shares with you some of her favorite things: new books, faith conversations, entertainers not to miss, and interviews with friends.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hypnotherapist Rita Black is returning to the show to address the difficult issue many of us encounter when we take a break from drinking--Night Time Eating!    Night-time eating is more than an urge…it's a pattern. Which is why trying to use discipline to “not eat” or “eat less” doesn't work. Your subconscious mind has an agenda that overrides willpower.   Rita explains the patterns of “three” and how our brain will agitate us until we complete the cycle. And the only way to regain control is to create a new pattern that aligns with a stronger and more powerful self image.    Instead of seeing yourself as someone who “struggles with overeating,” you must become a person who “prefers to fast from after dinner until breakfast.” Because the easiest way to break an unwanted habit is to replace it with a desired IDENTITY. Register here to learn how to break through the weight struggle cycle so you can lose weight consistently and permanently with Rita's Shift Weight Mastery Process on September 19th @ 9am or 5 pm PST. It's COMPLETELY FREE. Click here for my FREE masterclass on how to stop overdrinking without getting sober. If you're ready to take a break from alcohol OR you're feeling trapped in lifelong sobriety because you identify as a recovering alcoholic, get the exact steps you'll need to take to reclaim control over your life. Because you don't have to live by other people's rules. Pursing happiness instead of sobriety is the only way to feel passionate, purposeful and powerful again.  Looking for friends, support and guidance? Join our tribe in the Bitch Free Recovery Zone on Circle.  Follow me on Instagram Recover with Colleen Subscribe to my email list...I send one email every Monday related to the podcast and a monthly invite to my workshops (like how to improve your sleep, how to fix your dopamine deficit, how to reintroduce alcohol after a period of sobriety and more!) Click here. 

Do you ever look at someone in your life and wonder how they ended up in such a "weird" career? There are people doing non-traditional work all around us, but it often feels so foreign and intimidating. In today's episode, host Travis Shelton explores this topic through the lens of his own fascination with people who have non-traditional work. Through his many conversations, and inspiration from his friend Savannah, we discuss the top factors these non-traditional workers attribute to their career path. If you have questions or would like to connect with us outside of the podcast, here's where you can find us: Daily Blog: https://travisshelton.com/blog YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCasnj17-bOl_CZ0Cb9czmyQ Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/meaning_over_money Travis's Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/travis_shelton_ Travis's website:  https://www.travisshelton.com --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/meaning-over-money/message

Lily Rose is on the show for the first time! She talks about the jobs she had before she pursued music full time, the song she did with Diplo, how it felt when her song "Villan" went viral, and more! Plus, find out the new things we've learned on TikTok! Mailbag: A listener has been dating a woman for two months and when he met her family, he realized he once hooked up with her sister one time eight years ago. He's not sure if her sister said anything so he's wondering if he should be honest with her or say nothing at all. We share our thoughts!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On a new episode of Black Tech Unplugged, Dr. Kalia Braswell joins host Deena McKay to discuss her career in the tech industry. Dr. Braswell, an accomplished technologist, educator, and researcher, shares her educational background, including her degrees in computer science, information technology, and education. Dr. KB discusses her PhD research on increasing the participation of black girls in tech. She also talks about her experiences at Apple and the importance of using technology for social change. Don't forget to rate, subscribe, and write reviews for Black Tech Unplugged! —————————————————————— Connect with Khalia Braswell: • Twitter | https://www.twitter.com/khaliabraswell • Instagram | https://www.instagram.com/drkhaliabraswell ______________________________________ Follow BTU on social: • YouTube | YouTube.com/unplugged • Twitter | twitter.com/blktechunplged • Instagram | instagram.com/blacktechunplugged • Facebook |facebook.com/blacktechunplugged • Linkedin | www.linkedin.com/blacktechunplugged • Email | blacktechunplugged@gmail.com