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Me: *gets anxiety making a phone call* Also me: *feels completely at ease and downright cheerful wandering around unfamiliar city with only vague knowledge of how to get to where I’m going*

#but actually #me #anxiety

mysharona1987

necclibrary

YES.

#books #reading #library

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“Lake in a fairytale forest” by VileniA

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yourbigsisnissi

How do you reconcile being a Christian when the religion was a tool used for black enslavement? I meant this in no disrespectful manner ... It's just one of the things I find hard to accept. (I grew up in church BTW).

it’s not difficult to reconcile the two and the reason for that is in the wording of your question. you stated that Christianity was used as a tool, correct? Christianity is a belief system that has either been used to uplift and inspire, or to oppress. like any system or dogma, it can be manipulated and perverted. disgusting white racists read a book that preaches about love equality and acceptance and used it as a way to justify the kidnapping, rape, and slaughter of black and brown bodies. but that’s not the evil in Christianity, that’s the evil in man. just like democracy in this country is supposed to mean equality for all but racist white people found a way to use it as a way to justify slavery. the issue with Christianity and slavery is not the religion, but the perverted way that religion was manipulated.

but the thing is Christianity has been instrumental as a tool for black uplift and empowerment. for example, slaves often used Christianity to help them deal with a system that tore them apart. it gave them something to believe in. Christianity also inspired slave revolts and inspired slaves to learn how to read despite dangerous consequences. post slavery, Christianity and churches provided spaces not just for uplift but also for community organizing. the civil rights movement was inspired by black men and women of faith coming together to fight for equality. even still, churches provide social services and community outreach in the slums and impoverished neighborhoods that systematic racism often over looks.

the more i learn about my faith, the more i learn that the choice is mine, right? i choose to believe in my faith and i choose to allow it to empower me and to help others. i also believe that i worship God, and i don’t worship man. which means that i can see how people have manipulated my faith to do some terrible things, but that i choose to focus on developing a relationship with God. in Christianity we are called to be like Christ, not like other Christians. i choose to live a life of empowerment and uplift. that’s how i reconcile the two.

#slavery #Christianity #Bible #tough questions #racism

Into the woods

nature blog

strictly nature

dang girl are you my appendix because I don’t understand how you work but this feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out

madamisahumourist-blog-blog

That is quite possibly the weirdest and most carefully thought out pickup line I’ve ever read. I applaud you.

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petition to start romanticizing brown eyes

batmanismydriver

The colour was rich like chocolate and soft as fur when she was happy, but when crossed, quickly became the rocks the ships shattered against in the storm.

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I am immensely pleased with this.

#Brown eyes #words

the-worship-project

Psalm 65:11 - original print from The Worship Project.

“Praise awaits you, our God, in Zion; to you our vows will be fulfilled. You crown the year with Your goodness, and Your paths drip with abundance.” This is a verse of proclamation and thanksgiving. How good is God?! He crowns the year - beginning and ending - with His goodness. Praise God!

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#Outdoors #nature #beauty #adventure

I grew up in a family where if you're asked to do something, you're expected to get it done and in a timely fashion - no excuses. That includes when I'm sick...I currently have a cold. In my family, unless you're diagnosed by a doctor (and even then it's sometimes just doctors trying to take our money) then you don't have any excuse. So we're expected to do all the work they ask and expect of us and in the same timely order; there is very little (if any) leniency. It's hard, but it's sometimes good for me. It makes me stronger but it also makes me too independent to where I don't ever let people do things for me. I don't know, just recording today's thoughts.

thecoffeetales

If anyone is dealing with shit this Christmas and wants a friend to vent to/talk to/celebrate with, I’ll probably be online and I’m always happy to talk and listen. Even if it seems like something is unimportant or stupid but it hurts you, please talk to me. Im free and I might be able to relate.

I won't keep disappearing and calling my returns "coming back from a short hiatus" but I will post whenever I feel a need. Today has been strange and tonight has been hard. Emotions have been hitting me and Satan is trying to get me confused with where my identity is found. I posted a photo of a sunset on Instagram with the caption "really needing some renewal right now #wouldntmindsomeencouragement #vulnerabilityisin" and then I quoted Lamentations 3:25, 57. 24 'likes' in and I hadn't received anything. I was heading to bed and setting up a text for a friend of I wasn't better in the morning when I got two texts. Just two. One with just 2 Corinthians 2:3-11 and later a brief encouragement which both just made me start crying as it was not from someone who I talk to often. The other was a briefer encouragement and aan invitation to talk. Both were very important to me as I needed to talk (without coming across as some crazy, teenage girl with emotional problems [which isn't accurate]) but I also needed the contents of the other message and the biblical truths to proclaim hope. I think the reason I cried was just an overwhelming sensation of feeling the Lord's love for me. It hit me. I don't need the many messages of "hope youre okay" and meaningless encouragement, I needed the few to talk.