Sorry, but I'd rather accidentally love too many people than too few. I'd rather accidentally welcome people I'm not supposed to than exclude people I'm supposed to welcome. I think God looks much more kindly on one of those than the other.
Saint John Chrysostom said, "It is better to error by excess of mercy than by excess of severity..."
Olga Wisinger-Florian (1844-1926, Austrian) ~ Summer's Evening (Roses in Full Splendor), 1896
[Source: leopoldmuseum.org]
i truly believe that christ jesus taught us to be nonviolent. that being said, i go crazy when (often privileged) people bring up christ's pacifist message to condemn those who are fighting for liberation by whatever means they feel is necessary. i go especially nutzo when those same people don't feel inclined to criticize the violence that is perpetuated by the systems that are being resisted.
uh yeah i know God made the rainbow. he made it for me and my gay friends in my phone
Simone Weil, Awaiting God (via godinourhands)
my favorite meme of jesus is the edit of kramskoi's "christ in the desert" where he is smoking a cig. yeah. that's a good one.
live jesus reaction to me being a fucking idiot every day
John Barton, Love Unknown (via godinourhands)
being an ESL teacher for children is sometimes very predictable because every child wants to know the english word for "boobs." this is a simple and unfortunately inescapable fact.
Étude, Op. 10 : n.° 11 en mi bémol majeur – Frédéric Chopin
La tonique (Keynote) William Arthur Chase, 1915
Simone Weil, Awaiting God (via godinourhands)
A food vendor sells fresh-baked bread on the streets of Istanbul, Turkey, Winfield Parks.
life is so much better when u stop hyperanalysing urself and realise u can’t hate urself into being better u just have to accept ur a lil weird n fucked up slightly but it’s not that deep just live
I had a dream last night that said, “Knowledge comes from God like rain upon a tree, it hits the top leaves (elders) first and trickles down from teacher to student, older to younger, leaf to leaf, until it reaches the lowest leaves: children. From there it drips onto the ground and returns to God.”
@hymnsofheresy thought you might like this
beautiful!





