Mar 6, 2025
> go to church on Ash Wednesday
> feel like Christ has pulled apart his chest and nestled me within the warmth and comfort of his own body
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> go to church on Ash Wednesday
> feel like Christ has pulled apart his chest and nestled me within the warmth and comfort of his own body
Sometimes I'm lentmaxxing so hard that I forget how insane I am about mcr. Prayer and Bible study with mcr in the background when. Unholyverse when.
Happy Lent to those who observe. Guess who already fucked it up-
Bro I haven't cought up on skins for so long bc I took a break from watching during lent but I'm kind slowing down as the lenten season comes to an end so yayyy skins time. Where the fuck did I leave off.
I'm sorry why has temptation been hunting me the fuck down since Sunday errrmmm leave me alone pls I'm tired of rebuking ts fml
Last Wednesday, my pastor made us do some discussion during service (evil of her) (it was good for me, actually) and my friend Scott (middle aged, balding, white man) and I talked about how the familiarity of liturgy holds us. We also talked about protests; Scott talked about laying down on the hot Phoenix asphalt in the summer for the amount of time George Floyd was strangled and I talked about how many young people I see at vigils for Nex Benedict and trans remembrance.
Remember that God is just as much, and sometimes more, present out there is the world beyond the church door. On Good Friday, the curtain was torn, abolishing the separation of the Holy from everything else. God is out there, He just wears a mask sometimes. He'll catch your eye and wink flirtatiously before weaving between members of the crowd. Catch a glimpse of a grin here and the hem of a robe there. Follow him!
Dear God,
I am but a little child learning to walk. Take me by the arms and steady me as I stumble along through all the days of my life. Forgive me when I take your tenderness and mercy for granted. Lift me up again to your cheek, hold me again to your bosom. Like a child at the end of the day, I am tired from trying to learn everything, I thank you for the cords of kindness and love you have tied to me that I may be led.
I love Lent, big season for depressed people