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limit consent is the notion that you can only ever consent to your limits, though you never know them before they're teased-into. there is no consent, then: you can never know the content or feel of your limits before they greet you. they greet you, and not vice versa; you never greet them. fucking, or love itself, tears the rug from you. it is the thwarting, riotous fleshing-out of things. i'm trying to tell you how religion feels. how god feels. you cannot consent to faith, to your limits in faith, to god godself. they know you before you know them
Carl Anderson as Judas in Jesus Christ Superstar (1973)

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the bodice-ripping old testament; this narrative is luring, cringe. in the heart of it there're two lovers with oil on their chest, kissing necks, thighs, cheeks. in its opening—in genesis itself—crawling on her knees is the goddess tehom, the hole by the garden that god never neglects; then she's on her tummy. then she's lifting her gaze to god's. this narrative is flooding, unfurling rolls of vellum, rigging charmers of the lord in rope tied to the ceiling. it knows your turn-ons, thinks of them lowly, in risk, in vile. it's into you being into it
Armenian Gospels.
i find it so odd how jesus’ cry of “my god, my god, why have you forsaken me?” has been sidelined or ignored (in my personal context ofc); so many christians I have come across are completely unaware that line even exists within the gospel.
why is this the case? perhaps it is because only john is typically read for the passion narrative? though i suspect that the real reason is because jesus’ outcry interrupts a lot of theological understandings. it annoys me the way clergy try to “get around” that line by simply saying “oh it’s just a reference to psalm 22. a fulfillment of prophecy” and leave it at that. why is it so hard to acknowledge that when jesus was on that cross he felt truly abandoned? that even in the midst of his sacrifice, jesus christ doubted? to disregard the idea that jesus felt hopelessness is to ignore the fact that he was human.
Jesus proves time and time again the doubt and anger are not sins. Sadness is not a sin. Negative emotions aren’t sinful. They are the full human experience.
Conservative Calvinists like to argue against the notion of choosing God—they say that grace is irresistible, and that the conclusion of this is that we do not choose or accept God, he breaks into us and forcibly transforms us. I think of this and the sex abuse scandals of the SBC, the patriarchal domination, the marital rape, the lack of care for consent—their God reflects a worldview that does not value consent. God rushes in as he pleases and cares not for our response. They argue this is the pious belief—that anything else suggests we are capable of stopping God, and this diminishes his power, but they’re missing something.
What if God wants our permission?
What if God, the lover, wants us to choose him?
Choice and free will aren’t about power, though of course conservative Reformed Baptists and the like would reduce them to that because to them, everything is about power. But really, choice and free will are about love freely given. About saying yes to God. Our Lady consented before the Incarnation. The prophets consent to delivering God’s message. Jesus consents to the Cross. The Holy Spirit is invited in. It doesn’t diminish God’s power for him to want us to consent. It adds to his grace and his love. And he is a patient lover—one who waits for us when we reject him. Who does not move until we say be it done to me according to thy word. The bridegroom who waits for the bride to come to him.
We choose God—we seek out and choose his embrace, which is always available for us but does not force itself upon us.
It’s not about our ability to stop God—it’s about a God who waits for us to choose and consent to him. To ask for him. God is a good lover, who values these things, who treasures them.
I am my beloved’s and he is mine. And I have chosen this life, just as he has chosen me.
He has risen yayy

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"God is not afraid of your honesty, He is not threatened by your questions. Silence is not abandonment, pain is not proof of absence."
—part of the sermon i heard today
How is Judas doing?
forgiven, returned to the child of nazareth, no longer in that lonely field
"Sufism, you see, is not any different from the mysticism found in any other religion: there is only one river, yet a river may flow through more than one country. Similar to how a country cannot claim a river as their own if the river flows through many different countries, so too are the paths of mysticism, which all go toward experiencing the divine."
— Emily Jane O'Dell, The Gift of Rumi
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God's First Failed Angel Lived in the Garden As a Bird
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“Let us all be mad, for the love of Him Who was called mad for our sakes.”
— Saint Teresa of Avila (The Life of Teresa of Jesus), trans. E. Allison Peers