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[momentsbeforemass]

St. Blaise

Today is the feast of St. Blaise.

Blaise was a 4th century bishop who was martyred for refusing to renounce the Faith. Imprisoned and waiting to be executed, he miraculously cured a little boy who was choking to death on a fish bone.

But the part we remember about St. Blaise is the blessing of throats. In the middle of a perfectly normal church service, a priest or deacon holds a pair of crossed candles to someone’s throat, says,

“Through the intercession of Saint Blaise, bishop and martyr, may God deliver you from every disease of the throat and from every other illness: In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”

Then makes the sign of the cross. It’s an odd ritual. Something that to outsiders, and even to Catholics, can seem like a bizarre leftover from the Middle Ages.

Before I came into the Church, I saw it as another piece of unnecessary, unimportant Catholic weirdness. The sort of thing that the Church needed to get rid of, so that it wouldn’t interfere with the Church’s witness to the world.

Have you ever been wrong about something, but in a way that actually turned out to be close to the truth? That would be me, when it comes to the blessing of St. Blaise.

As it turns out, the blessing of St. Blaise doesn’t interfere with the Church’s witness. It is the Church’s witness.

That is, this odd, ancient ritual is part of the Church’s witness to the fact that God is still God. That God didn’t stop being actively involved in His creation, in our lives, at the end of the New Testament. That God’s love and care for each one of us is present. And it is powerful.

Your life matters to God.

This is the Church’s witness. This is message of St. Blaise.

No matter what is going on in your life. No matter what you’ve done. Or how far you think you’ve strayed. If you can’t feel God anymore.

None of that matters to God. None of that can keep God from loving you.

You matter to God. And He’s waiting for you with open arms.

And if the public spectacle of an odd, ancient ritual helps that message get through, I’m in.

Today’s Readings

[danahart]

he’s looking good again???

[aleurain]

Okay. Here, have Jayce uhh... in this t-shirt

I got inspired by one particular reference AND this twixter post. I don't remember anything after. I'm sorry

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[valtsv]

enough paintings of saints where they're looking heavenward in ecstatic agony or down with love and mercy on their onlookers as they ascend. we need more paintings where the martyr is looking accusatorily directly at the viewer.

[churroach]

Full of Desires

[daincrediblegg]

OK THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL EVERYONE FUCKING REPEAT AFTER ME. THIS IS WHAT YOU WILL DO WHEN YOU WATCH MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL THIS YEAR:

You will navigate to the page on disney plus (and it has to be here. Unless someone has actually uploaded the REAL movie anywhere else you cannot get it elsewhere)

BUT YOU WILL NOT HIT PLAY. You won’t do it. Because it’s NOT THE REAL VERSION OF THE FILM AND DISNEY IS FUCKING LYING TO YOU AS IT ALWAYS DOES

You will scroll down HERE. To EXTRAS instead. You MUST GO HERE. This is non -negotiable

THEN YOU WILL SCROLL DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE EXTRAS AND YOU WILL THEN HIT PLAY ON THIS BAD BOY: THE FULL LENGTH VERSION

And you will watch it. And you will thank me for having been so blind and led astray by that stupid fucking mouse. You’re welcome.

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[flistiii]

really LOVEEEE @gigizetz's design so here're some paintings and doodles of mine…we need more Aeolus…🥺💕

apologize if there's anyway I draw the design wrong…!😣😣

[spr0utsies]

[fraternum-momentum]

give me your complete and unwavering devotion.

[eldritch-ace]

Old miraculous art be upon yee!

[lauriemarch]

bless this iteration of Percy Jackson for genuinely believing, for at least three seconds, that he is the second coming of Christ

[prlssprfctn]

Kinda need the whole family being tired as fuck from Tim's love stories and drama, so they send him away every time he finds a new crush.

Tim, struggling on how to confess to Kon: Hey, Dick, can you give me a dating advice? Dick: Oh, sure Dick, beaming cluelessly: Are you back with Steph? Tim: Oh no, I- Dick: Oh, right, sorry! Bart, right? Tim, embarrassed: No, I was- Dick: Omg, sorry, it was, uh, Bern? Tim: You know what... Forget it. Tim: *leaves* Dick, sighing in relief: Works every time. I hate giving dating advices.

Tim: Steph, can I have a dating advice? Steph, unimpressed: Are you cheating on someone again? Tim: ...Whatever.

Tim: Bruce- Bruce, hopeful: Yeah? Need help with something? Tim, thinking twice: ...Uh, actually no. Bruce: :(

Tim, stopping in front of Damian's door, unsure: ... Damian, right through the closed door: Drake. Spare us both. Tim: *groan*

Tim: So, I have this situation... Duke: Wait, I'll put the voice message recording, I need to send this to Cass, while she is on the mission Tim: Oh my god, MY LIFE IS NOT EVEN THAT MESSY! FORGET IT.

Tim, seething through his teeth on Jason's doorstep: You are my last hope. I am not even kidding. Jason: Woah. What happened to Alfie? Tim, with his eye twitching: He started to reminisce about his romance with Lizzie. Like, Queen Elizabeth. Lizzie. I can't listen to this any more. I need fucking advice. How to confess to Kon. Jason, who constantly writes fanfiction, but since his love life is non-existent at this point, uses his family's messy dating histories as an inspiration and references: ...Okay. Tim, gagged: Seriously? Jason: Yeah. Just work with me. What we are working with? Bridgerton ass romance? Miss Austen type of flair? Bronte's kind of insanity? Tim, sniffling: tHanK yOu

[egophiliac]

once again, don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

(eventually I will get back to being less scribbly, whoops)

[xpupslxtx]

i cannot stop thinking about roughhousing. i want tickling and laughing that turns into wrestling that gets a little more serious and heated, until one of us is pinned down, both breathing hard and making out and thighs pressed in between each others legs and hickeys and bite marks all over and trying so hard not to be the one that cums first and failing, ending up getting fucked hard by the winner until you’re so drunk on all your orgasms you couldn’t fight back if you tried