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+ bonus: some delighted emily faces
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Color Me Curious

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One Nice Bug Per Day

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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love everyone contributing to the absolute hoard of dice for emily to roll
+ bonus: some delighted emily faces
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
99% of queer discourse stops right before they define the true difference between bisexual and pansexual!
FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME
BISEXUALS GROW FROM THE GROUND
PANSEXUALS GROW FROM THE CEILING
Happy Pride, cave dwellers 🦇
ALL. OF. THIS.
ccod text posts pt3/?
pt2
+ bonus reverend tarker
My very first tiger drawing and my latest
Your skill level is unquestionable but listen.
I love him.
me also. as well.
This is the COOLEST thing I’ve seen in AGES. You both completely made my entire week.
Don’t mind me just thinking about the hole in the middle of the United States where Chipping sparrows refuse to fuck
couples outfit idea
masculine energy this feminine energy that. well i’m out of energy
need me some of this "renewable energy" I keep hearing about
I'm not an astronomer, but I think NASA should be sending spacecraft to the dwarf planets to steal their various gems and precious Dwarven crafts.
Started a new dark and shadowy dnd campaign. Me and a friend are playing twins and the idea was he’s a chef (bard) and his foods heal mind and body in a world plagued by darkness and I’m his sous chef/assistant/guard(barbarian/rogue).
Somehow 10 minutes in our stand is called Kori’s Cool-Aides and he’s selling weed with his spice mixes and I’m tricking people out of money and we’re both being threatened by guards.
And That’s D&D
Leverage (2008) // eliot fighting for his life in the background
Reminder that Leverage is amazing and you all should watch it.
don't worry about me when I say this but I think in a way being hunted for sport would be a relief. my nervous system would be like, wow. finally, a proportional reaction
For Them, I Pray.
Written by Michelle M
There are many who have influenced my faith.
Church leaders and adults in my youth taught me The Stories of the Bible, The Basics. How God stands opposite the world. Showed me Who God is and how to Be like Jesus. Taught me to Love God and Love my Neighbor.
I thank God daily for putting them in my life and working through them to teach me.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled withf God’s Love
——-
Some teachers in school showed me how easy it can be, to be unapologetic about your faith in public and at work.
I thank God for them often, for showing up in unexpected ways and making an impact.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
At my Bible College they started by saying, “Don’t just regurgitate what you’ve been told, learn the Bible and make your faith your own.” So I did.
My professors taught me to understand the original message and readers. Then to learn what I can from that message and how it impacts us now. They taught me how to Defend my faith, how to Be Confident in my faith, how to Listen to God and to always view things through a Christ-focused lens.
I thank God for them daily, for sharing their wisdom and knowledge and helping me grow.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
Leaders and members of my current congregation encourage me to keep making better choices, to keep learning, and to let God Speak and Act through me when I speak and act.
I thank God daily for their support, for putting us in the same place so that we can grow together.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
I look at some of the aforementioned people that I hold so dearly in my heart. Their actions and reactions to the world. I see how some of their hearts have been twisted; Are turned inward and full of hostility. How they view other humans, God’s very own Creations, as somehow less deserving of kindness and safety. How they idolize a political viewpoint and view the world through That Lens instead.
I see how they justify violence. Stand behind hatred. Laugh at injustice. And use the Name of God in truly awful ways.
And for Them…
For Them, I Also Weep.
I Mourn. For when the day of judgement comes and the Shepherd turns them away and says, “that which you refused to do for the least of these, you refused to do for Me” as they look back at their harsh words and inaction.
I Cry while I Still Pray their lives are filled with God’s Love.
I Pray they are able to once again place Christ on the throne of their hearts. To return to a life that exudes Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Goodness, Kindness, Gentleness, and Self-Control.
I know this may not reach their ears. Or their hearts. But I know He will hear it.
And so I Still Pray.
I Pray that Loving God and Loving Our Neighbors could be a sign of Christians everywhere. To be The Thing that sets us apart.
I see how The Good News we are told to share can’t be heard by ears damaged by the messengers. The ears of those who have been pushed aside and shoved down in the name of The Creator. Those whose voices are silenced and cries ignored while ‘sons and daughters of The Most High’ turn away. .
And for Them,
I Grieve
I Hope
I Pray
I Believe As Hard As I Can In Miracles.
In Mercy
In Love
In Healing
For Them
On My Knees
I Beg and I Plead
For Them, I Pray
Their Lives Too Could Be Filled with God’s Love.
For Them, I Pray.
Written by Michelle M
There are many who have influenced my faith.
Church leaders and adults in my youth taught me The Stories of the Bible, The Basics. How God stands opposite the world. Showed me Who God is and how to Be like Jesus. Taught me to Love God and Love my Neighbor.
I thank God daily for putting them in my life and working through them to teach me.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled withf God’s Love
——-
Some teachers in school showed me how easy it can be, to be unapologetic about your faith in public and at work.
I thank God for them often, for showing up in unexpected ways and making an impact.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
At my Bible College they started by saying, “Don’t just regurgitate what you’ve been told, learn the Bible and make your faith your own.” So I did.
My professors taught me to understand the original message and readers. Then to learn what I can from that message and how it impacts us now. They taught me how to Defend my faith, how to Be Confident in my faith, how to Listen to God and to always view things through a Christ-focused lens.
I thank God for them daily, for sharing their wisdom and knowledge and helping me grow.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
Leaders and members of my current congregation encourage me to keep making better choices, to keep learning, and to let God Speak and Act through me when I speak and act.
I thank God daily for their support, for putting us in the same place so that we can grow together.
For Them, I Pray Their Lives Are Filled with God’s Love.
——-
I look at some of the aforementioned people that I hold so dearly in my heart. Their actions and reactions to the world. I see how some of their hearts have been twisted; Are turned inward and full of hostility. How they view other humans, God’s very own Creations, as somehow less deserving of kindness and safety. How they idolize a political viewpoint and view the world through That Lens instead.
I see how they justify violence. Stand behind hatred. Laugh at injustice. And use the Name of God in truly awful ways.
And for Them…
For Them, I Also Weep.
I Mourn. For when the day of judgement comes and the Shepherd turns them away and says, “that which you refused to do for the least of these, you refused to do for Me” as they look back at their harsh words and inaction.
I Cry while I Still Pray their lives are filled with God’s Love.
I Pray they are able to once again place Christ on the throne of their hearts. To return to a life that exudes Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Goodness, Kindness, Gentleness, and Self-Control.
I know this may not reach their ears. Or their hearts. But I know He will hear it.
And so I Still Pray.
I Pray that Loving God and Loving Our Neighbors could be a sign of Christians everywhere. To be The Thing that sets us apart.
I see how The Good News we are told to share can’t be heard by ears damaged by the messengers. The ears of those who have been pushed aside and shoved down in the name of The Creator. Those whose voices are silenced and cries ignored while ‘sons and daughters of The Most High’ turn away. .
And for Them,
I Grieve
I Hope
I Pray
I Believe As Hard As I Can In Miracles.
In Mercy
In Love
In Healing
For Them
On My Knees
I Beg and I Plead
For Them, I Pray
Their Lives Too Could Be Filled with God’s Love.
the power of a bowl of rice mixed with some fucking bullshit cannot be overstated