limping like a prodigal son

Elinor | she/her | UK | Agnostic | Ace 

[bookofjudith]

Girls Against God, Florence + the Machine // Interlude, Jeremy Lipking

[marysmagdalenes]

if you’re LGBTQ+ in the Church of England today, I’m sorry. Sorry that your hopes were poured into a five year process with nothing to show. Sorry that the lines were drawn before any real progress could be made. Sorry that the church apologies for its exclusion whilst actively choosing to exclude.

I left in November 2020 and now I’m glad I did. The church cannot hurt me in a way that matters anymore. I’m finished with it.

[theafternoontiger]

Visit Original Link

[laralaralara]

i’m gonna make it through this year if it kills me

[artnouveaustyle]

“In Terris Pax Hominibus Bonae Voluntatis” (And peace on Earth to men of good will) by Richard Lauda, 1904 postcard (large scan).

[queerprayers]

from Geez Magazine's Signs of Dawn Liturgy

[rotgospels]

lgbt folk who experience God in their twenties are like girl help jesus is hunting me down 

[rotgospels]

[freelance-philosopher]

“I am convinced that God is love, this thought has for me a primitive lyrical validity. When it is present to me, I am unspeakably blissful, when it is absent, I long for it more vehemently than does the lover for his object; but I do not believe, this courage I lack. For me the love of God is, both in a direct and in an inverse sense, incommensurable with the whole of reality.”

— Søren Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling

[electricheart]

[beguines]

Who among us will celebrate Christmas correctly? Whoever finally lays down all power, all honor, all reputation, all vanity, all arrogance, all individualism beside the manger; whoever remains lowly and lets God alone be high; whoever looks at the child in the manger and sees the glory of God precisely in his lowliness.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer, God is in the Manger: Reflections on Advent and Christmas

[rabbitprayer]

The Nativity, Woonbo Kim Ki-chang

[hymnsofheresy]

“Christmas is, for those who wish to follow the way of Jesus, an invitation to accept into our comfortable and safe lives those who come to us from far away, who seem ragged, marginal, in transition. This is how God finds us, at this very dark time of the year, the winter solstice, when the daylight hours have shrunk to their minimal light. He comes knocking at the door, looking for a haven, for a place to rest and recover.”

— Jay Parini | “At Christmas, remember that Jesus was a refugee”

[hymnsofheresy]

“The winter leaves crumble between my hands, December leaves. How is it we can’t accept this, that all trees were holy once, That all light is altar light, And floods us, day by day, and bids us, the air sheet lightning around us, To sit still and say nothing, here under the latches of Paradise?”

— Charles Wright, from Littlefoot: No.6 (via litverve)

[astromechapunk]

Yakutia, Russia

[butternaan]

elia pellegrini

[existential-celestial]

salavatore quasimodo // mary szybist // w. b. yeats

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Poppies”, Blue Iris

[celebrity-pharmacist]

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i guess i guess but jesus, what a mess

[luthienne]

Danusha Laméris, Bonfire Opera: Poems; “Passion Fish”