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Christian battle jacket but instead of your favorite bands, it’s patches of your favorite images, saints, and verses

there's always a lot of talk about how being gay or trans is a "sin." and a lot of people have reclaimed this, have joked about their "sin," have held it up yourself so it can't be held against you.

but to all of the religious queers, the ones trying to find or create a home in themselves where their identity and their religion don't contradict... i see you. i've been you, i am you, i love you.

your orientation is not a sin.

your gender is not a sin.

you are not sinful or wrong or bad just for being who you are.

your identity does not contradict your religion.

you are beautifully and wonderfully made, just as you are.

you are loved by your creator, just as you are.

nobody can take any of that away from you.

[ please do not tag or censor my use of the word queer. do not derail this post by talking about how much religion sucks. ]

Joan of Arc, pictured in a 1917 hair care manual

Proper Care of the Hair and Scalp, Amant Henry Ohmann-Dumesnil (Saint Louis: University Medical Press, 1917)

Saint Sebastian, Gabriel Picart, 2015

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jesus entering jerusalem for the last time is meaningful. but it's wrong to think that there is a terminus here, or that we can talk only of him entering on a colt in the morning. because the gospel tells us that he spends the whole day in the city, looking around, wandering, engaging, ongoing, becoming, until it is very late--and only then does he go to find a place to rest with his friends. the image of palm sunday is not of a god entering holy ground. instead, it is a god entering holy ground for the last time--and he knows this. he's taking it all in. he's turning quietly down a side street to take a deep breath. he's staying out later than half of his friends want him to. this god is nostalgic. moving slow, dragging his feet. wanting one, last, good day

(detail from the San Barnaba Altarpiece (c. 1488) by Sandro Botticelli)

do you guys think jesus, the son of a carpenter, smelt the wood of the cross & temporarily thought of home

You showed no mercy; it will not be shown to you. You opened not your house; you will be expelled from the Kingdom. You gave not your bread; you will not receive eternal life.

Saint Basil the Great; Sermon to the Rich