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Scary Stories to Tell in The Dark by Daniel Norris
Daniel Norris has recently been pumping out some amazing minimalist movie posters that center around the most memorable images from those films. But they’re conjured forth from the abyss in an eery, ink-splattered style that reminds me of Stephen Gammell’s iconic “Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark” covers. And now I’m scared of Willy Wonka all over again.
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The Holy Lamb
I am blinded by glory. His face shines like the sun. His words shake the foundations. The holy lamb has become THE LION!
Broken.
God, forgive me for the wretch I am. I am not worthy. Glory be to you forever and ever, amen.
Jesus.
1. The Holy Spirit IS God. For too long we have seen churches and people groups who make the power and ministry of the Holy Spirit an unacceptable thing within their culture. You cannot have God or Jesus without the Third. They are inseparable. 2. Worship is not music. Worship can be anything from painting to feeding the poor. Worship is the natural response to the love of Jesus. Some people create. Some people sing, others will love other people as a result. Whatever it is, it will cost you something. Worship is sacrifice. 3. Let your faith embrace the idea that God will back you up. Pray for the sick, raise the dead. Heal internal wounds. God has given you the power and ability through the Holy Spirit, and he will do it through you. Go for it! Finally, and most importantly- Waste your life on Jesus. Go in the room, and lock the door. Get alone and spend hours loving him. There is no greater activity in the world. I promise you. - Sleeping Giant
I Am Ruined.
The king is dead, long live the King. I see the throne, the pure throne, real before me, and the door stands open. And the train of His robe, I’ve never seen one like it, fills my view, filling my view, my view of You, Oh My God. Above me seraphs wait present, six wings and eyes, covered in praise, they gaze upon You, they scream “Holy Holy!”. At the sound of their voice, the earth will shake, the foundations tremble, and I fall prostrate before true majesty. Majesty. Woe is me, Woe is Me, I am ruined, I am ruined. Oh my God, You’ve ruined everything for me. Cause I’ve seen. My eyes have gazed upon the King, I’ve seen the Almighty One. And I’m ruined again, and I cry out “Woe is Me.” Then one flew to me with a live coal in his hand, and it scorched to the touch, it burns and purifies. I cry out! “I’m just a man of unclean lips, if you heard my speech you’d be ashamed of me. I am a man who is unclean, and my people are not clean.” Then He cried out to me, saying: “This has touched you now, your guilt, your shame atoned for, don’t be ashamed of me.” So I wait on You now, I hear a voice too holy to recognize, and too holy to disregard. I hear Him cry out: “Who shall I send? Whom shall I send? Who will go for me in this generation, whom shall I send out?” And there’s a pain in my heart cause there’s no one, it’s like there’s no one who’s seen. But I am ready because I’ve seen, I’m ready, I’ve seen. Here am I Lord, please send me. Here am I Lord, please send me.
Hope.
It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something. understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
