#church pew

[oldfarmhouse]

𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐚y | (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭)

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[tenth-sentence]

She was so intent of grasping these details as aids to wakefulness that at first she didn't wonder why any pew except that on which the three of them were sitting should creak.

"The Hungry Moon" - Ramsey Campbell

[tears-that-heal]

At a Sunday Morning Service…..

While sitting in a church pew listening to my pastor preach from God’s Word, a feeling of fatigue came over me. I could easily visualize myself lying down on the cushioned church pew to both rest and continue listening to my pastor’s message. It was a wonderful thought to me cause it illustrates well on my relationship with my church. Please know, I didn't literally lay on the pew. Lol 😋 Also dealing with fatigue is a common occurrence for me, so please no worries.

Being at church gives me both peace and rest on multiple levels. It is the people who make up the church; the body of christ. Not a building. It's my place to weekly recover and recharge. This concept maybe foreign or unreliable to many, but this relationship with my church or spiritual family has been in the works for almost 20 years. It started with me choosing to make my religious faith into my own personal and spiritual faith in Jesus. My walk with Jesus is all about being personal and real, always. It's the same type of relationship with a best friend, it's someone who you fully trust with the good, the bad and the ugly times of your life. That sounds like freedom to me! Anywho, like a best friend relationship, it usually takes time for it to develop. That is also true with a personal relationship with Jesus.

I better stop myself there before I get overly carried away, Lol Church has became a place to be truly myself, the woman He originally designed me to be. It's honestly boiled down to this simple truth; choose to Trust God all day, everyday! Maybe someday soon you'll too experience His rest and peace. In Jesus Name, Amen!

[lindaseccaspina]

Does What Happen in a Church Pew Stay in a Church Pew?  Linda Knight Seccaspina --- Sherbrooke Record Column

Does What Happen in a Church Pew Stay in a Church Pew?  Linda Knight Seccaspina — Sherbrooke Record Column

Does What Happen in a  Church Pew Stay in a Church Pew?  Linda Knight Seccaspina This morning as I attended Wednesday Morning Breakfast at St. James I looked at two names, E. Virtue and C. Mull, that were crudely scratched into the top of a pew. I had seen these faded names hundreds of times throughout the years but I never really gave it much thought. Who were E. Virtue and C. Mull I asked…

[nashvillethotchicken]

For anyone who is not on Twitter, multiple members of the iwtv Fandom (inkyblotposts, amarawombat and two others) went to the real actual slave plantation they filmed iwtv 1994 at while touring nola and took pictures with a funko pop of movie!Louis (a slave owner), calling it their top priority, rather than yknow, honoring the enslaved black people who lived, were tortured, and died there. They also toured a "haunted plantation" and took loustat ship pictures in st Augustine's, the oldest black catholic church in America (which is currently decommissioned bc the catholic church doesn't want to fix it up but different story) and made the entire history of that church about loustat/the show instead of the over 200 years of history and the enslaved people who built it. So just keep that in mind when interacting with people in this Fandom.

Here is one of the people who went on the trip and took the funko pop pictures

Here are the mentioned apologies

Inky's

Amara's 1st apology

Amara's 2nd apology

[tomicscomics]

08/30/2024

Kneel before God!

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JOKE-OGRAPHY: Following from the last cartoon, the notorious child, "The Boy," plays reporter and interviews laypeople about when they choose to sit or kneel during the time after Communion. When he interviews the young lady in this cartoon, she explains that she kneels and prays until the Eucharist (specifically the bread that's become the Body of Christ) is returned to the tabernacle (usually a shiny box that sits behind the altar under the big crucifix at the head of a Catholic church). A lot of the parishioners at my local churches follow this tradition, as if waiting for Jesus to be seated before seating themselves. However, this young lady has a slightly confused understanding of tradition, transubstantiation, and tracheotomies (though that last one isn't explored in this cartoon).

[rosieofcorona]

team...

[mikakuna]

catholic jason is like

random: wanna have sex?

jason: sorry i'm waiting until marriage

random: you literally kill people

jason: and? that's between me and my god

[fentonphoto]

Interior of the church of St. Anthony of Padua.

[oldfarmhouse]

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[kindsoulbuddy]

The thing about praise and worship music at church is that

It’s catchy

Repetitive simple lyrics

It’s played on repeat every Sunday

So even though I’ve been deconstructing for years from evangelicalism, most days praise and worship music from my youth plays in my head.

So every once in a while I’ll sing to myself something joyful like “I got peace like a river I got peace like a river I got peace like a river in my soul!” 🎶

Or maybe “ Better is one day in your courts than thousands elsewhere!” 🎶

Or maybe something peaceful like “As the deer panteth for the water so my soul longeth after Thee…”🎶

Mostly it doesn’t bother me.

But then 90s/Y2K Christian pop music gets stuck in my head.

Like sometimes Rebecca St. James lyrics go through my head like this one glorifying purity culture:

“I am waiting for, praying for you darling! Wait for me too, wait for me as I wait for you! Darling Wait!”

Or you know just songs from DC Talk..

“What if I stumble, what if I fall? What if I lose my step and I make fools of us all?”

Or

“There’s no time to change your mind, the Son has come and you’ve been left behind.”

I think about the awful Rapture Anxiety I had for years and years…

And then i think about being in youth group and yes the fun times but also the moments when we had alter calls.

And the crying and sobbing. The speaking in tongues. The teenagers falling on their faces.

The sensationalized, sometimes violent “Human Videos” (just look up human videos on YouTube there are many).

Teens vowing to die for Christ.

When the Columbine shooting happened all we heard about were the apocryphal stories of students being martyred for Jesus.

I wondered “will a shooter come into our church today and ask us to deny Christ or be shot? What will I do if that happens??”

And what if I lose my salvation just because I had doubts? And what if I get possessed by a demon?

Not to mention purity culture and what it does to a young girl. (All kids suffered but we girls had to be modest and never cause any man to stumble by looking at our shoulder or something)

Abstinence class and signing a pledge to remain a pure virgin until my wedding night.

All the teenagers in every youth group were running around with raging hormones and couldn’t do anything about it. So a lot of us got married quickly. (I was engaged at 19, married at 21).

I mean I’m not even getting into young earth creationism or anti-gay rhetoric or pro life marches, etc..

But you can see that so much of my life (as good as it was for the most part, I was fortunate)was fear based?

And the thing is most of the people (congregation, I can’t speak for all the pastors and church leaders) at church didn’t mean for it to happen that way.

See, I was taught that there is freedom in Christianity. But why didn’t I feel free? That must mean my faith is weak, right?

It’s just so exhausting.

And I went to church regularly for my first 33 years of life. I volunteered, I taught Sunday school classes. I was trying to do it the right way.

Then Covid 19 happened.

I was forced to stop going to church for the first time in my life.

And honestly for years before this I was deconstructing. What really sped this process along was a certain Orange president and his very un-Christianlike followers.

And like Paul in the book of Acts, the scales fell off my eyes. I was blind but now could see. Really see.

The way my Christian peers were acting. The way they refused vaccines and even wearing masks. The cult-like behavior toward Donald Trump. The Christian nationalists.

And after a few months of no church…I realized I didn’t miss it.

After 2020, my deconstruction days really took off. I still don’t go to church (outside of a few weeks trying a gay-affirming congregation).

I used to compulsively pray.

And for hours i would pore over the scriptures trying to glean special meaning. Taking copious notes deep into the night.

(have OCD and I now realize that this brand of religion made my OCD symptoms so much worse.)

But it’s weird…

I have religious trauma. I’m learning about how I was literally in a cult. I’m still trying to unlearn stuff. I still get fearful sometimes about “what if I’m wrong?”.

But I still have good memories of growing up in church. Just like how I still sing old church songs in my head.

I’ve been to many churches, but I grew up in a small country church. I knew it like the back of my hand. It’s how I met some of my best friends and in turn, it’s how I met my husband of 17 years.

I can’t say I regret it. Like anything in life it’s complicated and complex.

I miss the social aspect of church too. I’ve never found another social space like it. I’ve tried! I can’t figure out any other “3rd place” that resembles it.

I’m not sure why i wrote so much down except to say i know a lot of people understand where I’m coming from.

In the meantime, I like to go on r/fundiesnarkuncensored, also i watch Fundie Fridays on YouTube…and I do quite a bit of reading on the subject of others who left the church. Recently I just read Tia Levings’ new book “the Well Trained Wife.”

I’m more at peace about it.

But I think my complex feelings and even some doubts will follow me forever.

[iamfitzwilliamdarcy]

brideshead tag has like zero posts about bridey and i'm so fond of him

[enviedear]

idk if this is what you're going for, but i absolutely NEED a cowboy!remusxreader rn

inject that shit into my veins

omfg yes!!! honestly my idea was for three separate fics for each one of them. just because i had in mind of a modern-ish setting lol. because i love all three of my guys and have fully fleshed southern personas for all <3

so like it’d be preacher’s son sirius, mayor’s son james, and farmhand remus! i just think that’d be such fun. like sirius a forced devotee to the southern baptist church. james potter would be the charming mayors son who gets out out any and all trouble. and remus is the local farmhand who does indeed sell pot on the side.

lmk if you’d be down to read that nonnie, and thanks for sending in the ask! feel free to send in more 🫶🏽

[chibishortdeath]

Some doodles I completely forgot to post lol :3

[doctorlavender]

NeonCode

[philosophiums]

so there's this cool decaying church i pass on my route sometimes