cat with orthodox icons
just heard “turns out, shockingly, that you can’t pray away your gay thoughts because you can’t pray away your capacity for love” from a wise Christian queer man on a tiktok comp, and i thought it’d be wise to share
the thought of Jesus whittling……….. i’m soft
Our Lady of Kazan. Acrylic, juniper slice, golden leaf
fanart of jesus holding a hippo was not on my 2024 bingo card
When I say I'm religious and christian I say it very tenuously because it's not the kind of christian my parents and my church are and that weird little dichotomy is messing with my perception of it I think. It's also why I don't really like labels or I don't get specific/respond when people ask me if I'm religious. Like yeah I believe in god but also I think the church is really messed up right now and are pushing values that directly go against the god they serve. Is god real to me? Perchance. Do I practice a religion? In a way, not the way my parents want me to, but it exists and it's personal to me. I think that's also why conclave means so much to me, especially when they had the homily about faith being a living thing, and about serving god not the curia. And "the church is what we do next" Fun! But yeah it's why I don't often respond when people ask me if I'm christian
as much as the concept of Jesus being a fairly normal lad has its charms, im personally very intrigued by the idea of him being just… extremely weird. not even in a mystical sense, just…….staggeringly BIZZARRE.
you go to the well to get some water, and here’s Miriam’s boy, staring at the sky, completely still. his expression is unreadable. you hazard a hello and ask how he’s doing, and he slowly, unblinkingly, lowers his gaze on you (he’s 8 and is missing his frontal teeth, not that this is making you any less uncomfortable) and says “I cannot speak of the state of my being, Nathan son of Saul, my brother, but rejoice for the water you shall take today will be as pure as the soul of the children of Heaven”
…you start sweating
Recently I realized how easy it was to worship God. Prayer isn't always a woman in her knees, arms lifted into the sky and crying out her love. It can be that, yes, but it doesn't have to be that. Going hiking. A parent kissing their child. Staring at the ocean. A hug from a friend. Watching lighting strike during a thunderstorm. Baking bread. God makes miracles, yes, but you can also find Them just as often in the mundane.
from Philadelphia Gay News, 1976
The Annunciation by Mikhail Nesterov.
20s. all pronouns. religious sideblog. greek orthodox. just a place to reblog stuff so as to not annoy my followers on my main @fluxofdaydreams
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