#I love the bible

[religious-extremist]

I love that you have to be crazy to be a real Christian, not some cultural Christian, or ethnic Christian, obligatorily Christian. But to truly be Christian, you have to be kinda wacky, you can’t seek the approval of the atheist or the secular man, you have to be a religious extremist.

It’s scary to stand in Noah’s Ark, to be amongst a bunch of other nutty animals, to look out the deck and behold the world in the midst of the storm, and to trust that the ship is cradled in God’s hands and Christ is the Captain. The waves batter against the hull and the winds whistle through the windows, but within the Church is a holy Mystery, a paschal joy. Outside is a tempest unending but within our souls and hearts is a peace only God can give!

Peace I leave with you! My peace I give to you! I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your heart be troubled and do not let it be afraid.

[alienseason]

[roryfrommybabysittersavampire]

I did not choose to have fucking cannibalism as a special interest but here we are folks :3 painted this in art class for a typography assignment.

[ahopefulbromantic]

I love your biblical interpretation posts because for the first time in my life I'm given pause and they make me think about things I'd never even considered before

I'm being genuine here every one cuts right to the heart

Thank you so much, that's so sweet! I gotta say, Margin, you're one of the people who motivate me to post here in the first place so double thank you for kind words 🥰

The Bible is my favorite book ever and pondering it is one of my favorite things to do! I am also lucky to have great resources, wonderful knowledgeable priests, and other Bible enthusiasts around me. Finding yet another tasty detail or an angle I've never considered before or a connection that blows my mind is the greatest feeling and I'm so grateful I can share it with you! God bless you, dear mutual!

[whiskrz]

"your death is sweet to me like love is sweet" is sooo...............

[geminiagentgreen]

Still learning great lessons from my amateur gardening, this morning's have been:

A good harvest is not safe the moment fruit starts to grow; its easy to think that the young pumpkin that is starting to grow will be safe and you needn't worry, but just as you shouldn't ever apply this logic to a human child, never apply it to fruits of the field and fruits of the spirit. I needed the Lord to sprout my seeds, I need Him to see my fruit to completion.

I've come to fully appreciate how vining plants will continually root so long as they are alive and are close to the earth; from the mystery plant growing in an old compost pile once to the sprawling patch we have going on, these vines want foundations and life. To my astonishment, there is even a whole separate pumpkin plant I have growing not from an individual seed, but severed and independent from its progenitor due to the roots it has produced. Still thinking about this and what parables and lessons can be derived from this - right now churches comes to mind.

Toads are adorable, and they're living in our fruit bed. I hope that this is okay - I assume it totally is as none of the plants in the bed are experiencing visible damage and are the healthiest in all the yard.

[luminixx]

the kiss of judas

[strangestrawberrynightmare]

my sanity is gone and i will write a book (fanfic) of the gospels from peters perspective my god the potential

[j0celynh0rr0r]

Burn them all

[dunmeshistash]

Dungeon Meshi - Female Dwarf beards

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You keep telling yourself that Namari.

[holyspiritgirl]

You told God that you needed a sign, and He made sure this came across your screen.

God has removed you from a table where you used to sit in order to save you from a host who was serving you poison. Let that sink in.

Continue to pray. Continue to trust. Continue to wait. Continue to heal.

Our Lord isolates you before he elevates you. It may seem like everything around you is falling apart, but He has more in store for you than you could ever imagine.

You’re asking for a rose when our Heavenly Father wants the whole garden to be yours.

As Matthew 19:26 says - “Humanly speaking, it is impossible. But with God everything is possible.”

Therefore stop holding back, stop holding on so tightly onto the familiar pain buried inside your heart. Let the Lord clean your heart and your mind out in the image of his son in Christ, according to his will.

It may not make a lot of sense right now but if you just finally let go of what you have in mind, God can give you something better.

Many of us cling onto things beyond our control, internalizing them and causing ourselves stress, anxiety, depression…

Free yourself from these burdens by pouring out your heart to the Lord. Take a moment to be honest with yourself, acknowledge what troubles you, and then trust God enough to let Him take over. As you wait for God's help, remember He might be waiting for you to reach out to Him.

May God bless you all, in Jesus’s name ; Amen

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for getting my best friend killed?

I swear to God, it was an accident.

My (27) BF (34) has a reputation for getting himself out of any jam you can imagine; and at first it was just a fun little thing the friend group noticed: there goes Oily J wiggling his way out of trouble again. but as the meme evolved in the group, it got to the point where we'd loykey started getting him into situations just to see how he'd get out of 'em, and he akept getting out of em. He was having fun with it too same as us. "Oh you guys," he'd say, "getting me into situations again," before laughing it off and getting out of it, so it was enrichment for our shared enclosures, and as time went on, the situations got more intense.

The trouble is, it turns out that putting a man in too many situations eventually gets the police interested. And not local hobsknockers cops either; they was like, proper three-letter FEDs. They put out a bounty on any information pertaining to his capture and everything. It was good money too so I thought, hey why don't I put J in another situation he can wiggle out of like always (and he'd wiggled outta worse before, so I thought this one'd be relatively mild), and at the next boardgame night (cause it was too late to do anything special for this one) we can buy some extra strong booze and get absolutely blitzed while having a giggle about the situation.

Boardgame night, and we were playing some social deduction nonsense or another and he says: "One of you is gonna betray me tonight." and I can't help but think, looking back on it, that he knew. It's stupid, I know he was talking about the game, but the way he said it, it was like he knew. We all felt it, and we had a big round robin round the table taking turns promising that we'd never betray him. And I said it so easily cause I thought it was true. Sure, I was gonna talk to the feds about a bounty; but, I fully expected my big beautiful oily boy to wiggle his way out of the trouble I was 'bout to cause, and that's not a betrayal. I wasn't lying. I didn't think I was lying.

My big beautiful oily boy didn't manage to wiggle his way out of it. They killed him and I got my blood money. He's gone.

He's gone and I'm devastated, crying, mourning. I loved him so much. We all did. And I can't stop thinking that it's my fault: that I'm the reason he's gone. and it is. and the guilt is eating me up inside. and I just need to talk to someone about it. So, I tell the rest of the group what happened in the group chat, hoping they'd understand that I didn't want this. I didn't want the government's blood money. It was supposed the be a prank. some joint enclosure enrichment. He was supposed to wiggle out of it like he always does... did, i mean.

They call me, among worse things, the asshole and kick me from the group chat. And, I know it's my fault he's dead: I know that. If I didn't do what I did, he wouldn't be dead right now. But, I didn't mean it for it to end up this way. He was supposed to be okay, damn it. I loved him. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[divineandmajesticinone]

4 MINUTES (2024) I 1.02 "It's pretty deep. All the doctors in the ER are busy. I'll stitch it up for you."

[nick-nellson]

4 MINUTES | 1.04

[vtkuu]

Alex Hirsch on writing Bill's unreliable narrator perspective:

"I sort of leave it to the reader to try to pick through what is a lie what is true, and more interestingly, what is something that Bill says that's a lie literally, but is a truth metaphorically?

I think sociopaths, cult leaders— they're such narcissists that they often tell on themselves, even when they're trying to pull the wool over your eyes, they can't help it. They'll kind of admit to something they've done, because they sort of want the credit, then they'll create plausible deniability and act like it never happened.

You know, Robert Durst, the rich serial killer lunatic […] he got away with three murders, and he would have gone to his grave with those three murders. But they made a documentary and they said, "can we interview you?" And he's like, "of course you can, you need to hear my side of the story!" Because he's so convinced that he's a genius, he can't help himself. They say that murderers often return to the scene of the crime, well, that's a crazy thing to do. But there's this ego involved. So, a character like Bill is going to deny a hundred things while kind of hiding a confession inside those denials. And that seemed interesting to me to explore."

~ Full interview with the Syosset Public Library here.