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tomicscomics · 1 day
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04/26/2024
It's a metaphor!
What's a meta for?
Nothin! What's a meta for you!
*wheezes for six minutes straight without taking a breath*
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JOKE-OGRAPHY: 1. In this Bible story, Jesus describes Himself as a vine (like a grapevine), and His disciples as its branches. Branches can only bear fruit while connected to the main vine. If their connection is severed or tainted, they wither and die, and then they're pruned, suitable only for being tossed in a fire. Jesus is warning His disciples that their mission's fruitfulness depends on their continued, dedicated, healthy connection with Him and His Father. 2. In this cartoon, after hearing Jesus's metaphor, Peter declares that he and the other apostles (the "branches" in Jesus's metaphor) will "stick" with the vine. A "stick" is a long, thin piece of wood (like a branch), but "stick" can also mean "stay connected to." This is an inferior pun, because while the word "stick" has the two above meanings, only one of those meanings makes grammatical sense in Peter's comment (the latter). 3. Jesus replies that the vine (Him, in the metaphor) will be "rooting" for them. "Rooting" can either mean "laying down roots" (as in a tree growing its roots into the ground), or "cheering on" (like an audience cheering for a sports team). This is a superior pun to Peter's, because both meanings make grammatical sense in Jesus's comment. His declaration can be taken to mean either (1) that, as the vine, He'll provide the apostles with roots to nourish their fruitfulness, or (2) that, as their teacher, friend, and Lord, He'll be cheering them on and supporting them in their mission.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is another "Tomics Resurrection," where I have plucked the desiccated husk of an old cartoon from the withered branch of the past, and gorged it with so many steroids and hormones that it blasphemes nature but looks way more colorful! Also, it's been slightly reworded to flow better while maintaining the meaning of the passage; the disciples have been moved inside to the Last Supper, since this reading takes place either during or just after; and the image of the grapevine is in the second panel now, including a lush branch and a withered branch to illustrate what Jesus is saying. Tell me, how does it compare?
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I need to have a tough conversation with my husband at some point in the near future, and just thinking about it makes me shake, cry, and feel so anxious. None of those are good.
Please pray for me.
And my husband.
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I may be laying down palms for him now but ngl it’s pretty likely I’m gonna be joining the crowd to crucify him
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csykat · 22 hours
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back from my mini hiatus! wanted to start off with something wholesome and cute
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product-brother-so · 2 days
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gratiae-mirabilia · 3 days
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nothing that coffee and a rosary can’t fix
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heresylog · 4 hours
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I could never be a Dominican because I don’t know how to think
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cat-a-holic · 2 days
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In the end, when asked how Larian Studios had such great success in building a community of fans and maintaining their trust, Vincke leaned on Catholic social teaching. He told Games Industry in an interview:
“I’ll give you a very Catholic answer – treat your players as you would like to be treated, that’s it,” Vincke said. “We had the best marketing campaign in the world, which was our players talking about it. We had over a million players from the first week that were talking to their friends about the game.”
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gnomeish · 2 days
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Badolato, Calabria, Italy
Photos by Francesca Guarna
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faithful-whisper · 22 hours
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I look at the ocean and see God.
I look at the ocean and see infinity, water everywhere. No beginning, no ending.
I look at the ocean and feel God.
I look at the ocean and feel peace inside. Belonging and love.
I look at the ocean and hear God.
I look at the ocean and hear birds and waves. Nature that He created.
I look at the ocean and want to stay forever
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lapsed-lys · 2 days
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Real event (And real sayings I've seen online and been told)
(Under the cut is a note about the comic and a picture of the best dog <3)
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I've attributed this event as a sign of God's unconditional love towards my transidentity for two reasons: the fact that this happened after I've been told horrendous insults online, and the fact that it's Willie, my parents' oldest dog, that conforted to me.
Willie is an old, grumpy, cranky Papillon dog who's basically a cat with an unshakable loyalty to my mother. He sits on her like cats, he prepares his bed (my mother's) like one, he meows at her at any given inconvenience... He never leaves my mother's side either, she's his chosen human. That evening, he was watching TV with my mother, as he does everyday at 18h00. That moment is sacred to him, he doesn't bulge even with treats, promises of walks, whining from the other animals... He only moves if my mother dictates so.
And yet, he came to me. Specifically. In the middle of the episode. He was half-asleep before then... And he came to me... no, He came to me, to comfort me in time of need. And chose specifically the animal in the house that is the most on the fence between expected roles of dogs and cats. An unconventional dog to comfort an unconventional man.
My Lord, your unconditional love is the ramp I use to get up and reach to your divine light 💙🩷🩵🙏🌟
Bonus: the dog-cat in question <3
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virgencitamia · 2 days
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momentsbeforemass · 2 days
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What are you holding onto?
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What we hold onto matters. Because you and I can only carry so much.
Even though we often act like there’s no limit to what we can carry.
The truth is that everything we pick up, everything we hold onto reduces our capacity to carry other things.
When I would carry my cat (who would randomly decide that he was incapable of movement and was now a limp noodle), I couldn’t also pick up my dog (who had no idea that he weighed 75 pounds) just because he saw the cat and decided that he wanted to be carried as well.
Sorry. I can only carry so much.
That’s not just true for goofy house pets. It’s true for life in general.
Whether we’re talking about pets or groceries, worries or cares, you and I can only carry so much.
And if our hands are full of worries and cares, problems and anxieties, you and I won’t have the capacity to carry other things.
Including things we might actually want (as opposed to worries and cares). Including the good stuff. Like God’s best for our lives.
What works against you and me is habit. We get in a habit of picking stuff up and carrying it around. Just because it wants us to pick it up and carry it around.
Like my limp noodle cat. Who wanted to be carried.
But who would also make a miraculous recovery and start doing unnecessary parkour off the top of the couch. If I didn’t pick him up.
What you and I need to remember is that we have a choice. Just because something wants you to pick it up and carry it around doesn’t mean you have to.
I’m not saying don’t deal with your worries and cares, your problems and anxieties.
But there’s a big difference between dealing with your worries and cares - and picking them up and carrying them around like a beloved pet.
So, how do you do that?
First, know that you have a choice. Then know that you have help.
You don’t have to deal with your worries and cares (or even carry them around) by yourself.
In fact, you shouldn’t. Because holding onto your worries and cares, your problems and anxieties is one of the subtlest forms of the dreary old sin of pride.
And there is nothing so effective at separating you and me from the ones who love us best (including God) like pride. It does that by making sure that our hands are full, that we have no room for the good that anyone would do for us (including God).
Instead, take the help offered by the One who loves you best.
No matter what it is. No matter what wants you to pick it up and carry it around.
God isn’t just waiting to help you. God wants to help you.
Not someday, when you’ve got it all figured out. But right now, when you don’t.
“Give all your worries and cares to God, for He cares about you.”
Today’s Readings
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molly-nymph · 3 days
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Has anyone else died for you?
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