#trnsfiguration

[keeperofkeysandgrounds-blog1]

Another day, the end of another bottle. Rubeus hunched over his stool, resting his weight on the beer-soaked bar. He hadn’t expected Minerva to meet him at the Hog’s Head, Professors seemed to like the Three Broomsticks and its squeaky clean atmosphere over anywhere else. “M’ glad yeh made it,” he squinted in her direction as who he thought was Minerva sat next to him. “One more,” he blinked into his bottle, hoping he had Aberforth’s attention. 

@trnsfiguration

[friarmusings]

Are you listening?

I don’t think it is possible to hear the story of God asking Abraham to sacrifice his son Isaac — and not feel disturbed, at least a bit uneasy. Even if we do not ask it out loud this time, this day, there probably has been a day when we have wondered, “What kind of God is this that would ask the slaughter of an innocent young boy?” As soon as we think it we catch ourselves and think, “That’s not…

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