sooo when are you dropping the links. to texts about religion and sexuality and transgression
closet devotions by richard rambuss
the man jesus loved by theodore w. jennings, jr
jonathan loved david by tom horner
the sex lives of saints by virginia burrus
toward a theology of eros
i also recommend the essay "gendering jesus crucified" by richard c. trexler that you can find here & richard rambuss' essay "pleasure and devotion: the body of jesus and seventeenth-century religious lyric" in queering the renaissance
Weird asl for my pastor to insinuate that nonbinary people are "living outside of God's will" by "determining who they are instead of letting God do it".
Hey man! Maybe shut up! Maybe realize that nonbinary people are beloved by God and aren't living outside of His will!
sorry, if your veneration and love of Mary comes ONLY because of her virginity and because of her womb, and not because of her loving nature, not because her charity and humility and devotion and strength of faith, not because she was so good in her humanity that she was singled out by God, not because she dedicated herself to her Son despite knowing her heart would be pierced— not because she was a good person, but because you see her as a walking untainted vagina and incubator— you don’t love the mother of God for herself, just for her body parts.
Latest obsession: pocket shrine/altars
J. Kirk Richards
2019
no, you are not "running from God". He's in front of you
jesus did not appear to his mother first. some may say that, but the title of the first seeing, the apostle of apostles, belongs to mary magdalene, the saintly penitent-- the bible tells us so. god in flesh appeared not to his rock, but to little magdalene. she is quick to tell all, even when others look at her with disbelief and, maybe, even a little fear. she's seen him! the christ! how could she keep her lips sealed? it would be like asking her heart to stop in her chest.
when she tells mary, mary weeps. mary believes-- always has, ever since the savior of all was but an embryo in her womb. since he was a helpless infant at her breast. a mischievous child. the boy who would pierce her heart. yes, mary knows that her son has risen, believes the magdalene with her whole heart.
but
but where was he? why had the other marys seen him, and the rock, and the beloved, why had he appeared to them all but not her? and mary, mother of god, the mother of humanity, doubts. not in her son's brilliance. not in his resurrection, or in his love of her. she doubts herself. why would he not come to her? had she failed him so on calvary, standing and weeping, that he no longer wished to see her? was he angry? she knew he loved her, as he loved all, but it hurt, hurt to see the magdalene's happy tears and know not if he smelled the same reborn as he did when she first held him.
mary weeps. not in front of the others, her children, her boys and girls, beloved disciples of her christ, but alone, as she prays.
"woman, why are you crying?"
the voice is soft, and mournful. there is guilt hidden there, that only a mother could hear. and at once, she is back, back with her embryo, back with her baby, her mischievous child marred with holes. he is wounded, scarred, perfect, and he is alive.
No one is beyond compassion or mercy. This is a basic Christian fact
At the Last Judgment I shall not asked whether I was successful in my ascetic exercises, nor how many bows and prostrations I made. Instead I shall be asked did I feed the hungry, clothe the naked, visit the sick and the prisoners. That is all I shall be asked.
St. Maria of Paris, quoted in Fr. Roberto Ubertino, To Give a Beautiful Witness: The Rule of St. John the Compassionate Mission
The Vicar in the Pulpit Church Mouse // MedievalKnight
Above all, serve God, love well, and commit to the Bit
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