Does anyone know the name of this anime?

I have seen a few clips of a beautiful Anime a while back and I wondered which Anime it was.

It seems to be a Shounen-Ai anime. One of the characters had long hair (I can’t remember the colour).

I can recall a clip where there was a church or a building with a large stained glass window or some place with weird lighting, and there was alot of red roses. There seemed to be some blood as well somewhere in the anime…
It is possible that one of the characters had died…

Anyway…
If you do know what anime this is I would be ever so grateful if you could tell me so I can find out more info on it!

Thanks in advance!
Sorry about the vague description… I can’t remeber much about

My Heart is all for it but my mind is against it?

In my local Church which I attend (even though I am not a Christian) I when I take communion (they let me do that they are very nice) I see a stained glass window of Jesus in the last supper and my emotions say maybe this is the right faith but the mind buts in and says “no this is not what I believe” so why is the heart willing but the mind against it? so what can I do to fix this?

The crazy man and the preacher?

During one church service whilst the preacher is up giving his sermon a man comes in and he’s all dirty and he has on these ragged clothes. He stands in the middle of the aisle and listens intently until the preacher mentions miracles. He then starts to rage “You’re a liar! You’re a liar! There are no miracles and you can’t do miracles! You are lying!” This tirade went on for about five minutes as he walked up and own the aisle until the preacher came down from the pulpit grabbed the man by the scruff of the neck and threw him through a stained glass window. He then turned to the congregation and explained “I may not be able to do miracles but I can cast out devils!”

Christians why is this?

In my local Church which I attend (even though I am not a Christian) I when I take communion (they let me do that they are very nice) I see a stained glass window of Jesus in the last supper and my emotions say maybe this is the right faith but the mind buts in and says “no this is not what I believe” so why is the heart willing but the mind against it? so what can I do to fix this?
Any other advice

Does this excerpt from my new novel sound good?

Before I can do anything else, those tall mahogany doors that I gazed upon, opened; not just to the inside of a grand church, packed with the noblemen, the wealthy, and the well educated but to an entirely new world, a new chapter of both great responsibility and glory.
There at the end of that isle was my future, destiny, whatever one might call it…, right there in front of the pope himself.
With that, I sighed, and somehow found myself to be walking down the isle.
How I got the courage to start walking down there will be a mystery to me.
My God, I though, that isle…that isle was long, and the sound of my boots echoed as they hit the marble tiles which gleamed colorfully because of the sunlight from the stain glass windows.
Everyone watched with anticipation, as I walked, it seemed like it would take me years to march up to the pope, but it only took me about a minute.
I stood there, thinking…, here it comes, the crown.
I kneeled before the altar, and I felt a large metal object be adorned atop my head.
I knew it was the crown, but I could not help in having some disbelief in what had just happend.
It was me that had stood before that door, it was me that had walked down that church isle, and it was me that had just had a crown placed atop his head.
Now, that time had come, for me to turn around, to turn around and face the people, my people.
The last time they saw my frail, young face, my green eyes, my brownish-blond hair, my nervous facial expression, I was just a lonely prince, but now they prepare themselves to gaze upon the face of a supposed King.
I am supposed to be the one, the one who they expect to lead them to glory, the one who they expect to keep their country strong and united, and the one who they expect to keep them from the hands of the treacherous and barbaric Arian Varvondians.
Such responsibilities make me even more nervous, people’s lives are in my hands, our whole civilization is in my hands.
Me, a young man of twenty-three, I can’t help think, will I succeed, will I conquer, or will I be conquered.
If we fall, it will be my fault, and my fault only.
My mind was clouded with these thoughts, and yet, I decided that it would be shameful for me to ruin such a moment with my worrying.
It is time to face my people, my problems can be solved later.
So, after removing every negative thought from my mind, I reluctantly turned to my people, and as soon they took a glance at my face, they cheered enthusiastically.
The clapping and shouting echoed through the church up to the heavens, the peoples praise and endorsements rang through my ears.

Dear Lord, it had just came to my mind that I, Prince Robert was now…, King.

What do you think, I think it needs alot of work, but I can’t put my fingur on it. What does it need and what needs to be improved, tell me what you think. Please be as harsh as much as you need to without being rude. I would much appreciate it.
Wow, thank you for the criticisms, I much appreciate it.

Atheists: What do you think of stained glass Christian art in “secularized” churches?

If churches are converted into non-Christian business-related buildings (like they are in Sweden at the moment) would you be in favor of retaining the stained glass mythological imagery or replacing the windows with normal windows?

Christians, if churches scare away sin…?

why don’t you declare the entire Earth a church?
Put a pulpit on the North Pole…
Have an organist on a giant boat in the ocean…
Put a pretty stained glass window by Niagra Falls….
Would that scare sin off the entire Earth?
Scare away the demons….

(ramadan) “Imagine No Religion” billboards…?

Lately, on my daily commute, I’ve been noticing some new billboards up around town. They show a stained glass window (like those in older Churches) with the words “Imagine No Religion”, sponsored by the “Freedom From Religion” group. Hmmm…

Now, being a Muslim, there is about a hundred things I could argue about when it comes to that point, but religion aside, I have a question for the “logic over religion” people.

What do you think would happen to society if there were no more religion? Not just Islam, but religion in general? If everyone believed that there were no higher powers, no consequences, no heaven, no hell… that when we died, it was done? Nothing more, nothing less.

As it is in the world, even with religion, people maim and murder. There are destructive personalities inside all of us. I think that given the understanding that there is no higher power enforcing a moral code upon us, the world would run rampant.

Who would stop themselves from their innermost urges of anger, lust, greed, etc, if there were no consequences to be had if they didn’t? What would be the worst case scenario? They kill themselves after they’ve done all their wrongs, then simply disappear?

These “Freedom from Religion” folks like to tell us that we are brainwashed, and that our religion is based upon ‘fairy tales’. What freedoms they exactly looking for? The freedom for the world to turn upon itself?
@abdulmalik: Thank you brother, it’s just part of my email address. I don’t claim to be more or less pious than anyone else. Salam.

what do Mormons believe in?

what are the churches like? do they have dog-collar vicars? sacrament and hymns? organists and stained glass windows?

are they a sort of christian ? can anyone explain please ) x

What good does religion do for most of us?

O.K let me present my argument.
First off, there is the muslim terrorists who bomb people in the name of their god.

And if you think ‘oh, that doesn’t count because it’s not christianity’ remember hitler? Yep, he was a christian.
And i know that for some people, religion makes people happier and better people, but there’s not many.
And of course, religion starts wars. Remember the crusades? ‘Take the holy land back from the heathens’ etc.
And of course, there is always sick and homeless people needing help, when instead people give money to the churches so they can have a new stained glass window

So if someone can explain that religion does more good than bad, with good evidence, then I will change my mind.

Note: I am an agnostic, not an atheist, and am not trying to prove god doesn’t exist, just that the religious system is flawed.

Does anyone know anything about this stained glass window?

Does anyone know anything about this stained glass window?

http://www.sxc.hu/photo/591694

It was taken in Scotland and an angel seems to be crowning knights who may have died. I think it is suggesting that they will be crowned in heaven. The faces seem to be very clear for it to be just random knights. Any info appreciated.

what can i use to do stained glass instead of Solder?

I have a large project and I dont think solder will be strong enough to support the glass. Any help will be appreciated!

What contributions did John Knox make to the country of Scotland? Why did he smash the churches stained glass?

How did Scotland take on a leadership role in Europe in areas such as science, medicine and literature after Knox arrived on the scene and what did Voltaire say about Scottish advancements?

What are some rhyming clues for a scavenger hunt for prom?

I want to ask some one to prom, but i need clues. It will start at thier lunch table…
1. lunch table
2.world lit
3.government
4.stained glass
5. car

and other places, but i will figure those out closer to the time…
if you could please help me out with clues for the first 5, that would be great!!

How can I tell my parents im atheist when they are very religious?

You know as a kid they took me to church and stuff but now I just dont belive in that stuff…. Ive seen some stuff and lived some stuff, how can I tell them ?

A dream of a perfect stranger?

I had this dream a few nights ago. I was in a long drawn out dream that seemed very day-to-day (as in my normal life). In real life I work at a performing arts theatre and in my dream i did as well. The difference is it wasn’t where I work now. It was a beautiful old theatre with many windows in the back that let in a lot of light. balcony… it seemed to be a renovated church. It had a huge stage and side and backstage area. there was a cove about halfway back along the south audience wall. I was having a stressful hard time in my dream shortly before a performance was about to start. It was a daytime performace and the performer was a group of magic and illusionists.

Most of my dream is difficult to remember. The audience was very “tough” and it was only about half full. at some point they boo-ed one of the performers offstage and I rushed to his aid. He was hiding in the “cove” space. There were ten or twelve stairs that led up to a stained glass window. (I don’t remember what was on it) and he was about halfway up facing me crying. He was the most beautiful stranger I have ever met in my life. there were some random left over stage items behind him. Ones that were worn out and dusty. He looked at me and all I thought was i need to hug this person and so I did. and then we kissed and it was an amazing emotion…we were both crying (joyfully) and couldn’t stop kissing.

So after this “kiss” i was sitting with him and some of the performers in the balcony. The show was over and he smiled at me very graciously and said “i have to get out of this place” then I was filled with dark sadness and began crying again. at which point he and his people were gone and I was left at the theatre.

I woke up with lots of dried crying flakes on my eyes so I know I was crying in real life too. I have to admit even though the dream was quite sad I really felt a whole hell of a lot better and had a very positive feeling all day.

So help me conquer my inner psyche and why was I dreaming about making out with a beautiful stranger.

Thanks ~ X

Becoming a CATHOLIC!? Wrong decision!?

Ok, soooo. Basically I want to become a Catholic. When I go inside the Church, God touches me. He’s there. I smell Him, hear Him, touch Him, and see Him. I feel…”at home” and at Peace. I feel relaxed. I sit there and pray. I’ve sat there two hours straight looking at paintings and stained glass windows. It’s the most amazing, beautiful experience I’ve ever had. Surprisingly, my mom has said she was going to TOTALLY Support me in my choices, so that’s great. I may talk to a Priest tomorrow. For weeks I have researched the Catholic faiths, and read MANY MANY books. And I feel this, I’m not doing to be cool, or to make someone else happy, or because I have Catholic family (Even though I do!) I’m doing this for ME! Since I’m only 14 do you think it’s a good idea?! I’m going to no matter what! But what do you think!?
AND BY SMELL HIM! I MEANT THE INCENSE! HE IS THE INCENSE FOR HE IS THE CHURCH! AND I TOUCH HIM, BY THE HOLY WATER, THE SEATS, THE DOORS, EVERYTHING IN THE CHURCH IS HIM.

atheists: would you object to your tax money being spent on a flying cathedral?

basically what the church should do is ask the government to spend $500 on an airbus a380 that acts as a flying cathedral complete with stained glass windows, pews and all, imagine how awesome that would be, to have the full mass complete with organ and altar while flying around the world at 35 000 feet.
sorry i meant $500 million obviously you cant get an airbus for $500

Can someone find me a picture of a stained glass window from a cathedral with something religous thing on it?

I need a picture of a stained glass windowfrom a cathedral[any one] with something religous like on it like say an angel or something? Please Thank YouSomcuh.

Can a true Roman Catholic answer a question for me?

All of the ceremony – the sitting, standing, kneeling, recitation, genuflection, oils, incense, candles, stained glass windows, etc. Is that in the Bible, or is that something the RCC made up to make Catholics united in something unique?

Who else besides Catholics worship God with all 5 the senses that God gave to us?

The five senses:

Hearing – Church bells; in confession, hearing the priest say “In the name of Jesus, I absolve you of all your sins. Now go in peace.”

Smell – Incense

Taste – The Holy Eucharist

Touch – The Holy Eucharist, Baptism, annointing with oil

Sight – Candles, statues, paintings, beautiful cathedral architecture, beautiful stained glass windows

The Seven Sacraments

http://www.ewtn.com/library/PAPALDOC/JP2SEVEN.HTM

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Why do christians fear science?

If you believe God created the world, it’s reasonable to ask, How did he do it? What were the forces and mechanisms he used? Why not look to science and see that he started with the big bang, the force of gravity, inflationary cosmology, quarks and natural selection. Those were his tools. To that extent, science is not a threat, it’s your best friend. It’s the best tool you have for illuminating the grandeur of creation. A Hubble Space Telescope photograph of the universe evokes far more awe for creation than light streaming through a stained glass window in a cathedral. I mean, come on, that photo is an actual representation of the reality that God created, if that’s what you believe. So why not embrace science rather than fear it?
emphasis on IF THAT’S WHAT YOU BELIEVE. Now it happens that I don’t, I just think the universe is a fascinating and beautiful place on its own, without having to invent a god as well

First chapter comments? Would you read more of this spiritual sci romance future channeling…?

“We have society! Pinching myself. Yesterday – they were primates. Grooming parasites, eating reeds. Today they’re driving! Just fifty thousand orbits!? How could they evolve so quickly? I need to know. We looked for the link but nothing yet. Possible I missed something, but what? Jim’s going over the logs, maybe he’ll find it. Mind’s a blur – thoughts won’t stop – could go on all night, need to rest. Hope I can. Wish Rose could have seen this.”
- From p. 66 of Webster’s journal.

Chapter 1 – The Concept

It was late winter. My legs labored to turn the pedals on my bicycle as the frigid air bit into my cheeks and knuckles. I cursed myself for leaving my hat and gloves at the bar the night before. I rode slowly, steering with one hand while warming the other in my pocket until frostbite forced a switch. It didn’t matter how cold it was. I needed the work. My stomach reminded me that it needed food, real food. It was tired of stale crackers and cheap beer. I rode on through the frost.
I rode my bicycle everywhere. I even fashioned leather saddlebags over the front and rear tires to carry my essential tools. I was the only carpenter I knew without a truck. Yet with two bags of basic tools, I could accomplish almost any job. From that, I felt some pride. I pedaled quickly past a busy construction site and endured the jeers from workers dressed in expensive coveralls, laughing at me as they leaned against new trucks, sipping their hot drinks. The aroma of fine coffee made my stomach grumble. I thought of my situation and felt a bit angry.
I wondered if I was a loser. Success meant having things like a good job, a wife, a home, kids and pets. I was over thirty and had none of those. I didn’t even own a car. But I took pride in limited needs and thought the world would be a better place if more people were like me, common and somewhat content. T-shirts and jeans filled the closet in my apartment, and I liked it that way.
Certainly I wasn’t a success. Was I a loser, though? That was a good question. The thought was going through my mind as I pulled up, hungry and half-frozen, to his driveway for my first meeting with Webster Adams.
Adams hired me as a handyman. He got my name from his neighbor, an elderly woman who had employed me in the past. He came out to meet me in the driveway, walking quickly in the brisk air, wearing a collar shirt and slacks. He was taller than average and thin. He appeared to be in his late fifties. His hair was black and wavy, mixed with streaks of gray. He had very blue eyes.
Adams smiled awkwardly as he surveyed my bicycle. Then he stuck out his hand and shook mine.
“Your hand is freezing,” he observed, gripping mine harder than I wanted, not sensing the pain of near frostbite that I was experiencing.
I smiled and replied, “Pleasure to meet you, sir. I’m Jon Gruber.”
“Interesting transportation, Mr. Gruber. Especially in this weather.”
His look was one of admiration and concern. I suspected he was deciding whether he had made a mistake in hiring me.
“Gets me from point A to B,” I said, disconnecting the front leather bag. I slung it over my shoulder, hoping to instill some confidence in Adams.
He led me into his house. The entry had a cathedral ceiling with stained glass windows that filled the downstairs with an array of colors, like walking through a rainbow. The wooden floor was finely polished.
My footsteps echoed softly as I followed him down the hallway.
“Should I take off my shoes?” I asked. Adams shook his head no.
On the walls hung dozens of photos of the happy family: man, wife and pretty daughter. The girl instantly caught my eye. Auburn hair, easy smile, fit and smart. She had the girl next door look that I was naturally attracted to.
The stairwell was filled with astronomical works of art, paintings of planets, nebulas and constellations. Things I knew nothing about. Adams paused briefly on the stairs as he passed the largest of the paintings, a planet with a purple body and half-finished blue rings around it. It was a lovely piece of work, though I wondered why it was unfinished. He stared at it for a moment, then continued up.
The top floor was immaculate, with marble counters, leather couches and a plush carpet that led to a stone hearth and fireplace, where a small fire crackled. I looked around at the trophies of a successful man and wondered if I would ever have those things.
“I want to tear down this wall that separates the kitchen from the great room,” Adams explained. “The idea is to make it one big space.”
“I can do that.”
“Everything?”
“Yeah.”
“How would you get the materials here?”
“Delivery.”
“What would you recommend?” he asked.
I imagined the finished product and said, “I’ll rip out the wallboard and the studs to here, then frame a bar that stretches toward the middle. Then I’ll rewire the electrical, texture, paint and whatnot.”
He ended by saying, “I want it to be done well, Jon.”
I answered with a promise that n

How do you get to St. Mary’s Cathedral&Basillica of the Assumption in Covington, Kentucky?

Supposed to have the largest stained glass window in the world.
Will be driving from Somerset, Ky.
Will be driving from Somerset, Ky.

Describe something you could learn about Christianity just from viewing one of the stained glass windows.?

Imagine you are an illiterate peasant entering Chartres Cathedral in 1250 A.D. Describe something you could learn about Christianity just from viewing one of the stained glass windows.

What do ya think of my story and do you have any title ideas?

Sorry for any miss spelt words!!

It all happened on a cold winters night. I was lighting the candles throughout the church. A sudden strike of lightning startled me as it began to pour.The harsh winds outside whistled around the room leaving an eerie noise to echo around. The winds blew the window open, darkening the church.
I walked towards the window. The once vibrant stained glass window is now bland and bleak. A cold chill ran down my spine as I touched the ice like steel. Something didn’t feel right.I started to close the window. The screech from the rusted hinges ran throughout the church halls. Once I closed the window the screech continued. In shock and disbelief, I ran desperatly toward the old haunting doors.
Something crashed through the window above the doors. It pushed me over as shards of colours came flying at me. I dare look towards the beats which causes my fear. the pure shriek from the beast blinded my screams and pleas for help. I quivered with fear as I struggled to get away. I slipped on the many shards of glass on the cold marble.
I was meters away from the large doors but couldn’t move for many of the colours sliced into my flesh. As my last scream exited my lips I was lifted off the ground, through the roof and high above. The lights around the small country town started to dim as it got closer to midnight.
Then as I hear the last deafning screech from the beast I plumited to the ground, through the roof of the church and as I hit the ground everything was swallowed by compleate darkness.I wake drowning in my own blood. I can just see the beast as it dips down and into my chest, tears my heart our of my chest. For the last few seconds I see the beasts beak pierce my heart. A rush of gruesome darkness bleeds out and consumes my sight. Living in forever darkness.

Btw this was all produced during my maths class!!
lol

why is sunday for religon?

Is it a coincidence that egyptians worshipped the evil sun god protrayed as one eye – like above the pryamid on the back of a dollar bill and that we worship whatever our respective gods are on SUN – DAY. in some churches you’ll even find stained glass windows with the one eye symbolism. Has the illuminati been influencing all of our religions since ancient times to divide us? united we stand divided we fall… ?
use this information to find hiddening meanings in tv commercials, coprorate logos, entertainment, etc…
pyramids, one eye, 13/33, checkered floors or walls, two pillars or gates signifying light and dark, pentagrams.. I am being creeped out by our world leaders and hollywood and everything i’ve ever known.. ITS ALL EVIL!

Please help me I’m very angry at God?

I really really needed God to help me with something very serious and important, but He didn’t. I am so angry at Him for not helping me. I always thank Him and I never ask him for anything unless it is super important. I pray for others and try to be a good person. But since he didn’t help me it’s like I am so mad I don’t even want to talk/pray, there is a church I drive by with a stained glass window of Jesus and I always say “Hi Jesus, I love you!” but now I turn my head.

Why did God forsake me

What sentecnce do you like better…for my book?

Ok, so I just asked about my setting which is Scotland, Glasgow and Edinburgh.

I wrote this small sentence before I had a setting in mind and it sounds like it’s set in London.

The church was placed right in the centre of town and its tall stain glassed windows were a talking point among tourists.

So do you think I should change it to

The church sat right in the heart of Edinburgh and it’s tall stained glass windows were a talking point among tourists.

Thanks
Shaz x
Sorry about the typo in the heading, it should read SENTENCE lol x

Should I do as the vicar demands?

A couple of days ago, I was pottering about in the belltower of the mansion when I came across my old catapult machine. I dusted it off and thought it would be rather fun to try it out again. So, I got one of the pig carcasses from the chiller and loaded it on.
Now, I didn’t expect the catapult to be so powerful. The pig travelled some 200 yards in the air, going through the stain-glass window of the village church and breaking a coffin lid, during a funeral. I have now received a letter from the reverend, demanding £8000 for a replacement stain-glass and a written apology to the mourners, who bore witness to a pig assaulting their departed loved one.
Is this fair and reasonable under the circumstances?