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momentsbeforemass · 2 years
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Not a real Christian
I’m a practicing Catholic. As in I’m going to keep practicing until I get it right.
But I’m not a real Christian – at least according to the people who thoughtfully send me “You can’t be a Christian if…” and “You can’t be a Christian unless…” messages and memes.
I’m also a permanent deacon.
But I’m not a real Catholic – at least according to the people who thoughtfully send me “You can’t be a Catholic if…” and “You can’t be a Catholic unless…” messages and memes.
Why? Well, I’m just not living up to their expectations.
I wasn’t baptized by immersion (we couldn’t afford the water bill), I believe that Christ is really present in the Eucharist, and I confess my sins to a priest.
Which means I’m not a real Christian to them.
I don’t say hateful things about people who disagree with what they say the Church believes and/or who don’t perfectly live every aspect of Catholic teaching every moment of their lives.
Which means I’m not a real Catholic to them.
Truth be told, I don’t perfectly live every aspect of Catholic teaching every moment of my life. Which would be why I have sins to confess.
None of this bothers me. Because I’m not worried about what “they” want.
In the end, there’s only one opinion that matters – God’s.
As it turns out, what God wants has nothing to do with any of that “You can’t be a Christian if…” and “You can’t be a Catholic unless…” stuff.
What does God really want? The answer is in today’s first reading.
And it has nothing to do with purity tests. Or perfect performance. Or arguing about which sin is worse (reality check – anything that can come between you and God will do the job).
“What does the Lord require of you, but to do justice, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God?”
It’s short. It’s simple. And it’s the work of a lifetime.
I know I’m going to stumble and fall. I’ve got a history with God.
But God always picks me up when I do. God’s got a history with me.
That’s where I’m headed.
If that’s where you’re headed and you’re looking for a companion on the way, I’d love to walk with you.
Today’s Readings
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coffeetime88 · 2 years
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I hope you can find love and peace today
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granonine · 3 months
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Greatly Blessed
Psalm 116: 12-14. What shall I render unto the LORD for all His benefits toward me? I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the Name of the LORD. I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all His people. In verse 12, the psalmist asks how he can possibly repay the Lord for all His benefits. My mind immediately went to one of my favorite verses: Micah 6:8. ”What has the…
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gorjee-art · 14 days
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Has it always been you? Did the crown reveal secrets about yourself you didn't wish to know...?
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illustratus · 28 days
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La Belle Dame sans Merci by Paul Julien Meylan
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lethan dating shenanigans
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figmentforms · 1 year
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viv-url · 7 months
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zillychu · 3 months
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Consider this: ghosts are actually exactly what the Fentons think they are.
They're snapshots of a longing so strong, unfinished business so deep it reaches out beyond life. Lingers just a bit longer. And if it happens to meet a dense cloud of ectoplasm (invisible to the naked eye, but omnipresent even in the mortal realm), it coalesces. The ectoplasm fits into the shape of it. Which, when the desire is strong enough, it's got a rough idea of its self-image. This tends to mean a more humanoid figure, though it's more often warped in some way–a self-reflection, skewed by said desire. The warping varies on the dead soul’s perception of themselves, the intensity of their desire, how much time passed after death, and how much ectoplasm was present.
In short… no matter how “normal" a ghost looks or acts, it really, truly isn't human. It's animated ectoplasm with a single goal: an obsession. Nothing else. They're more akin to plants than animals, following a single drive with no emotion. They react to stimuli, recognize threats (including other ghosts), and can even imitate human speech and mannerisms to obtain fulfillment of their obsession.
Not “evil" by any stretch, but they're entirely driven by instinct. A tree doesn't pause to consider the rocks it breaks with its roots. A cordyceps doesn't torture its host for fun, or kill with malice. It just does. It follows code in its DNA to survive and multiply–And ghosts just follow the code in its ectoplasm to fulfill its obsession. The more powerful a ghost, the better it's able to overcome obstacles preventing this–whether through brute force, or manipulation. This power is always directly proportional to the amount of ectoplasm present at the time of formation, and how much time passed since death.
What then, does this mean for Danny? Danny, who's previously come to the conclusion that he's only half-ghost, which surely explains how he retained his mind? His independent thoughts and emotions?
What does this mean for Phantom, who experienced an entire world’s worth of ectoplasm condensed as a singularity, at the exact time of his death? Whose strength only grows and begins to exceed every limit they previously thought possible?
If a ghost was as strong as him… could it mimic a human perfectly? Down to a molecular level?
Could it, in its desire to fill an obsession… trick its own fake mind into thinking it was still human? Or half-ghost?
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scripture-pictures · 2 years
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whumpy-galaxy · 22 days
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Listen I am a SUCKER for conditioned whumpees. Specifically the unconditioning that comes after rescue.
Whumpee being afraid of Caretaker.
Whumpee having to wear a collar and a muzzle because that’s how Whumper kept them.
Whumpee panicking when they mess up or drop something, waiting for Caretaker to get upset and beat them.
Whumpee who won’t eat unless Caretaker orders them to.
Whumpee who doesn’t know what to do if they’re not being dragged around on a chain.
Whumpee who’s afraid of windows and the outdoors because Whumper convinced them everyone and everything outside wanted to hurt them, and they were safer with Whumper.
And everything that comes with that.
Caretaker not knowing what to do and feeling worthless. (Bonus points if they even consider mercy killing Whumpee because maybe they’ll always be afraid of everything and there’s nothing they can do).
Caretaker thinking maybe they DID do something to hurt Whumpee.
Caretaker being upset every time they look at Whumpee because they still insist on wearing the collar and muzzle Whumper bought for them, and Caretaker never wants to see them like that.
But also the good things that come with it!
Caretaker getting a new collar and muzzle made, with padding and lots of extra space for Whumpee to wear while they recover.
Whumpee finally being able to do something without asking Caretaker first, and Caretaker being so proud of them.
Caretaker’s praise and excitement at this makes Whumpee feel proud, too.
I just. I love it so much.
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meowpupp · 2 months
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I can’t stop thinking about pup-soap getting muzzled for his play date with puppy-girl reader because he was to rough with her last time :(( he would be so whiny and sad but at this point he’d be lucky to be let off his leash
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price who's so mean to johnny. he can't stand how teary you are after each session with the hybrid, poor body covered in dark hickies and bites. after all, you're his. even gaz isn't allowed to mark the soft fat of your body, so why would johnny?
so the next time johnny comes over, he's muzzled. a large, steel cage securely fastened to his face, jutting out almost two inches. he cant even kiss you! poor boy whining clawing at your plush body, desperate to have you close. his ears are all droopy, pouting as he tries to nuzzle your neck.
even when he's deep inside your little cunt, he's barely given any freedom. two of simon's thick fingers looping under his collar, ready to pull him away from you at a moment's notice.
the cold metal of johnny's muzzle nudges against your cheek, desperate to get close, arms wrapping around you, pulling your body as close as possible, lifting your hips to meet his. he's lost in your sweet cunt, body shuddering at the feeling of your walls hugging him. his hips slam against yours, claws digging into the fat of your hips, denying you even an inch of space.
his eyes are trained on your tits, watching them bounce with each harsh thrust. the poor pup is practically salivating, teeth gritting as he presses the muzzle against your sternum. he's almost tearing up, so desperate to be able to sink his teeth into your soft body, drooling against you.
but simon and price are so mean, the moment you finish cumming on his cock, simon yanks him back. his owner shushes him, his hand wrapping around johnny's cock, grip too tight and fast. his cock throbs, twitching as he cums all over your pudgy tummy, almost crying as he's denied your sweet little cunt, again.
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frownyalfred · 2 months
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this is how I think Bruce Wayne drinks champagne at galas Clark is attending, just to fuck with him. shades of the real Bruce Wayne, gone before anyone can see them. no one else has super senses that can slow things down enough for them to see all the interlocking micro expressions, the sharpness that's there in his eyes for just one second.
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trash-inu · 3 months
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keep·sake
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fyoht · 9 months
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oh my god. look at him. what a little bitch.
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l3visthighs · 3 months
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New Levi illustration!!! GUYS????? OH MY GOD 🥵
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