#why attend church?

[trensu]

Have an itty bitty tiny piece of stasis in darkness, just so you all have an idea of where the story is going after the godly reveal. and also have proof that i am, in fact, still toiling away at this (as well as hawkins halfway house.)

A week and a half later, Steve entered a town he’d never seen before. He wore simple traveling clothes and carried no weapons aside from a couple of carefully hidden knives. He’d left his armor and shield behind. His satchel held only the essentials one needed for travel and a single stone as large as his fist. The stone was wrapped in layers of cloth to keep it safe during the journey. 

I need you to find someone. 

He felt very bare but he hadn’t been given much of a choice. Speed was of the essence for his quest, and little no-name towns tended to be wary of strangers in plain clothes, even more so around strangers decked out for battle. Steve wasn’t sure this place could be called a town. It was so small it hadn’t been on any official map. It didn’t even have an inn. Hopefully, Steve wouldn’t be needing an inn once he found who he was looking for.

He’s too far from me to reach.

He asked around, laying on the charm generously. He explained he had been a friend of a friend and had been trusted to deliver something. Eventually, he was told where to go. The house he found far beyond the village’s boundary was small. It looked like it had once been well cared for but it was old and had fallen to disrepair. Steve took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

A sallow old man opened the door. He was bald but had some scruff on his face still. His shoulders, stooped from age, trembled. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked so tired.

He’s my very last worshiper in all the world.

“Wayne Munson?” Steve asked.

“Who wants to know?” The man’s voice was phlegmy and rough. He coughed into the crook of his elbow almost before he could finish speaking. 

“I’m Steve. Ser Steve Harrington, pledged to the Lord of Night.”

Wayne’s eyes widened. His grip on the open door weakened and slipped. Steve caught the door before it could hit Wayne.

“He sent me to you,” Steve explained. “May I come in?”

yep, that's it for now. i told you it was small. i'm not even gonna bother with a read-more here.

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I realize that the internet is a breeding ground for attitude problems and people being little jerks to each other but it drives me crazy when I see Christians acting holier than thou and like their specific opinion is the only proper opinion and anyone who disagrees is a heretic.

[a-bucket-in-the-void]

it’s so fucking stupid

sorry oakley religion rant

but like

i feel like i’ve heard some stupid argument of ‘you can’t fully understand god he works in ways humans can’t understand you just have to trust him. have faith’

which i guess makes sense, like i can’t fully understand infinity, god won’t fully makes sense to me all the time

but also

do you know how fucking stupid that is to respond to someone with

what you’re saying right now is literally just ‘trust me dude truuust mee’

religion is god reaching out to people and people reaching out to god (to me, i guess that doesn’t really work if you don’t believe in god)

humans are not an insignificant part of that

humans fuck up dude humans make mistakes

i’m not just gonna trust what you say blindly i’m sorry that’s stupid

[hadesoftheladies]

hate going for christian weddings sometimes because i always see the prettiest women with the ugliest men, the sermon is always some shit about wives being slaves (but not like bad slavery, mutual slavery except the husband is a benevolent master which makes it okay) and making babies for their husband, the music is always lame, the mc is always weird and obnoxious, and older women keep fucking asking me when it's gonna be my turn and never take no for an answer.

[the-casbah-way]

since the fandom has collectively decided that jamie's from motherwell i tend to just write it that way too but jamie is not a motherwell lad to me. he's definitely from one of the wee lanarkshire church towns where you have to wait around for two hours for a tiny rickety country bus driven by someone's half-senile grandfather to drive you to motherwell or glasgow to get a little peek at civilisation. i can't explain it or prove it in any way. but this is the truth. to me

[sailoreuterpe]

Is going on Tumblr in church going to cause me to burst into flames? XD

[lunapwrites]

Have just sat through a labor and delivery class, and friends: nothing made me realize that my high school's sex ed was sub par faster than my partner turning to me and going "ok so when do we get past stuff we covered in fifth grade."

Meanwhile, I'm over here taking notes like I'm cramming for finals. 😭

[shoutsindwarvish]

two different rabbis directly to me + multiple places online: jewish imposter syndrome is real and is (to varying degrees) almost a universal experience in one way or another

me, who has been actively practicing for over nine months and taken multiple classes while also being halachically jewish by birth: i am the exception and am an imposter in jewish spaces and should feel bad about it. no i will not elaborate on why i believe this is true of me and no one else.

[kaurwreck]

for the ask game: LILAC CHARCOAL AND RASPBERRY

anon this is so sweet 😭

[ask game provided below for reference; if you'd like to play, please reblog from OP here:]

[theragamuffininitiative]

🌃

[comradebestie]

uhhggggg i hate it here

i just went to my ecclesiastical endorsement meeting w a bishop i don’t know, to try to beg and convince and wheedle my way into being allowed to continue going to byu (change is hard and i don’t want to leave even tho i’m a hater)

yes i played the autism card what kind of a fool do you take me for

[thedevotionaltour]

marvel should hire me to write bc i'd pull the funniest thing on earth where i am wiping his catholic slate CLEAN and i would explcitily have him go ehhhh i've never really been religious me and my dad went some easters and christmases and attended a few services outside of that but that stopped by the time i was around 10 and my dad just kinda gave up on it because he didn't particularly want to go by that point either. and even then we hadn't gone every year for easter and christmas in that time frame. and then we never bring that shit up again in the story. he is only catholic in the sense he went a few times and it's the only church experience he knew and his dad probably grew up going to church more in his youth being dragged in by his family but he never felt particularly compelled to go back to it once he moved out on his own. catholic only in the fact that his family was irish catholic but his dad is a lapsed catholic who did not give a fuuuuuck

[toomuchdickfort]

WHY am I the achies it’s BEDTIME

[elio-monroe]

small actual religious rant. cw religion

ARGH! i get so annoyed at people who take the bible's words as literal facts! its an ancient ass text that was translated poorly into english when it was translated. no one who had any hand in it is alive today and no one who knew those who did is alive. you cannot possibly tell me, weather you are catholic or not or if you hate catholics, that you actually think the words are suppose to be taken literally!

i don't care if you are a priest or not, you are not doing your religious studies properly if you are reading literal fact from the bible! sure there are some documentation of historic events, but overall its a huge pile of analogies, metaphors, and parables! they are meant to be analyze and thought upon! saying that they are meant to be taken literally shuts down any good the text could do, and at the worst it makes you easier to manipulate or others easier to manipulate.

God gave us brains for a reason so USE IT!

[fruitbatvampiresociety]

if i had a nickel for every time i looked up an innocuous post and it led to me accidentally finding the reddit account of a childhood bully i would have 2 nickels. which isn't a lot, but its weird that it happened twice

[thebirdandhersong]

Re: hard to articulate: I literally cannot tell you in words the whys and wherefores of this but the only time (the ONLY time--I have been filled with absolute misery and terror every time I've gone for appointments at the dentist's office, especially after they took my wisdom teeth out while I was awake and conscious)(this is the only thing that I've been consistently scared of, much to my embarrassment--I can handle public speaking and heights and insects and things like that but I Despise going to the dentist) the only time I have EVER felt peace at the dentist's was the time I prayed the Rosary throughout the whole appointment. I also cannot tell you in words why I felt compelled, after I found out that my dorm is right across the street from a Catholic church, to bring flowers to the statue of Mary on the way back from class, and to sit there next to her and pray.