some stuff i've written about Spirituality
A Tattoo and a Prayer
It seemed like a good time to carve these words onto my chest. I have a feeling I’ll need them close by in the days ahead.
In the Beginning…. Shit
Then God spoke into the darkness and said “Let there be light.” And not a damn thing happened.
To the Christian Contemplating Suicide (The Letter I Wish I’d Found)
There is space in the big wide world for every piece of you. You deserve the space you take up in this world. Please stay.
Rend the Heavens (A Psalm for Advent)
This is my tired advent prayer. Fuck this shit indeed. Amen. Which, being translated, means: How long oh Lord?
Maybe I Don't Love the Church Anymore
I still long for SOMETHING to be the Kingdom of God here on earth, but I’m tired of hoping that any sort of thing labeled “Church” will actually be that thing.
day 24: even when I wonder about redemption
There are days when it seems like the story of our lives, and of humanity as a whole, lives on a razor’s edge between hope and meaningless annihilation.
day 5: daaaaaamn I gotta write some shit
what’s point of being holy if you’re not going to be happy while you’re at it? Also, why would god make butterflies and puppies and sunrises and nachos if (s)he didn’t care about our happiness?
day 4: random chance, bad luck, and sunshine
Yes, there’s a brilliant spark of creative intent at the beginning of all things but also: random chance, bad luck, sunshine, shitloads of human free will, evolution (maybe? don’t judge me), and lots of general shenanigans / fuckery. (how long O Lord?)
day 3: general existential discomfort
I’ve recently been increasingly aware of this design flaw in the system. And by “the system” I mean our whole entire human existence.
day 2: how life is supposed to feel
I’m realizing that “is this how this thing is supposed to feel?” is probably a counterproductive question. but still it runs laps through my head…