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God loves trans people!

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dreams

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currently going absolutely insane over the fact that the entirety of psalm 22 points to jesus' death on the cross

Psalms 22:1 NIV

[1] My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?

my god, my god, why have you forsaken me? that's what jesus called out on the cross.

Psalms 22:8 NIV

[8] “He trusts in the Lord,” they say, “let the Lord rescue him. Let him deliver him, since he delights in him.”

this was the people's response

Psalms 22:16-18 NIV

[16] Dogs surround me, a pack of villains encircles me; they pierce my hands and my feet. [17] All my bones are on display; people stare and gloat over me. [18] They divide my clothes among them and cast lots for my garment.

and this is just the crucifixion and what happened after that word for word. i'm going insane. it's all him it's all jesus it's all HIM

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I like to think that God looks upon his trans children and smiles seeing our creativity.

He smiles as he sees us continue to be who we are despite the hatred of the world.

He sat with us as we picked out our names and was the very first to use them.

He’s patient when we are indecisive because he knows that learning who you are takes a while.

When we just want to scream because we don’t know who we are or who we’ll be, he simply hugs us and smiles, telling us that he knows. He knows who we are and he loves every part.

He looks upon us with pride as we change and grow and heal.

He was there for the very first haircut, the very first outfit we felt comfortable in, he protected us when we came out and will continue to protect those who do. He protects those who aren’t safe to come out, those who are scared and confused.

And when the day came that we looked in the mirror and finally recognized the person looking back at us, he was right with us whispering,

“I told you you would make it. I love you.”

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Tumblr is one of the few if the one place outside of my church that GETS IT about being queer and Christian.

This place outside of my episcopal cathedral is the one place that really gets it. We had a pride service this year for gender affirmation and renaming it was wonderful. But a lot of websites or social spaces if you are lgbtq and christian you are often mistreated. Or seen as a weirdo. But for me faith is important it is my safety my refuge and the one place i really feel calm. But others have refused my friendship because of my faith before. They see me as a traitor. Please never give up. Know God Loves you.

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Love Tenderly

Sacred Stories of Lesbian and Queer Religious

LOVE TENDERLY is an anthology written by twenty-three vowed women religious who embrace their sexual identity as lesbian or queer. While telling their stories of self discovery and acceptance they explore questions related to vowed life, falling in love, and advice they would give to a lesbian or queer woman considering religious life. Readers will be inspired and challenged to deeper consideration of their own psycho-sexual-spiritual journey.

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theres a little christian girl in my heart being revealed to great relief

there is an optimistic spiritual nihilism in my mind hell bent on the deconstruction of life and reality as we know it in the face of the infinite

there is an eternal stream of thoughts, 1's, 0's, and truth enveloping my being

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the reverberations of the great schism echo within me and have split my path into yet another crossroads of the faith

through faith and patience all things will resolve, this is how it has always been, and what i continue to see all around me

the low church of modern america serves me little, the high church of america inquires so much

there is a world within catholicism that is completely foreign to my essence that cries out for me, and a history with orthodoxy that calls me home

i do not yet know where i will end up and through my continued exploration i await the relinquish of doubt from my being

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Please pray for Marcy Rheintgen

Marcy, a 20 year old transgender college student, has been arrested for using a women's bathroom while visiting her grandparents in Florida. In an act of protest against Florida's absurd and bigoted public bathroom laws, she sent a letter to each of Florida's 160 state lawmakers beforehand, informing them that she would be entering a women's public bathroom as a trans woman.

The letter reads:

Hi, my name is Marcy Rheintgen, I'm a twenty year old college student, and I'm writing this letter to tell you that I am going to break the law. On March 14th, at around 3 pm, I intend to use the women's bathroom on the second floor of the Capitol building, across from room 222C. I know that as a transgender woman, this means that I will probably be arrested. I am violating this law because I personally believe it to be wrong. I don't work for or are associated with any major political or media organizations, I'm not a political activist, I'm not an influencer, I'm just a normal college student who thinks this law is wrong. Enclosed is a photo of me to identify me if you wish to arrest me. I understand that I could go to jail for up to sixty days in a men's prison, where, if the statistics are true, I would likely be raped. Going to jail would uproot my life and give me a criminal record. I understand that if you're receiving this letter, you're part of the Florida Bicameral Legislature, which means you're probably one of the people who wrote this law or voted for it. I know that you know in your heart that this law is wrong and unjust. I know that you know in your heart that it's wrong to arrest me and jail me for sixty days for simply using the bathroom. I know that you know in your heart that transgender people are human too, and that you can't arrest us away. I know that you know in your heart that transgender people are no different from you or anybody else. I know that you know in your heart that the same people that go to church with you, eat in the same restaurants, go to the same schools, root for the same sports teams, watch the same movies and pray to the same God as you cannot be all bad. I know that you know that I have dignity. That's why I know that you won't arrest me. Pray for me,

M.R.

Marcy Rheintgen

Unfortunately her hopes for compassion were misplaced. She was met by police when she arrived at the bathroom, and when she continued to enter the bathroom, to wash her hands and pray the rosary, she was arrested. An officer from the Florida Department of Law Enforcement confiscated Marcy's rosary and handcuffed her, searched her person and her car, and dragged her to Leon County Detention Facility, where she was kept in the men's ward for over 25 hours.

Elaborating on her decision to pray the rosary in that moment, she told the Substack publication Erin in the Morning, "I'm a really religious person", describing herself as a devout Catholic with an appreciation for "family values" but a soft spot for the famous Catholic left wing activist Dorothy Day.

Her act of defiance against transphobic and unjust laws is an inspiration for all trans and queer people, but especially for trans and queer Catholics and Christians. I was moved by her unapologetic expression of both her faith and her identity and their intersection in the face of adversity.

However, now Marcy needs our support and most importantly our prayers. She has stated that she didn't expect to be arrested or prosecuted, and is very scared of the potential consequences for her - being held in a men's prison for up to 60 days where she could be sexually assaulted and/or forced to cut off her hair, being temporarily denied access to her HRT and having to live with a criminal record. "If I’m a criminal, it’s going to be so hard for me to live a normal life, all because I washed my hands," she said.

So please pray for Marcy, and if you feel able to do so, join me in dedicating a Rosary to her, as she intended to pray.

Lord God, please keep Marcy safe and lend her Your strength during this difficult time. Soften the hearts of her oppressors and help them see that this manmade attempt at justice is not God's justice. Amen. 🙏

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Transition is a reflection of the glory of God, not an act of defiance against Him.

I would not be able to be what God intended me to be if I had not been given the body I was given. God created this body to be transformed. God made me to be wide-hipped and deep-voiced, to have breasts that hope to become scars. I was always meant to have exactly this experience, to be exactly this.

God did not create a different cis body from the one I think I should have, leaving me to disrespect His creation by trying to escape it.

God created a trans body.

A body that was made to change. A body that was created to participate in its own creation. A body that was fearfully and wonderfully made to sing His praises and bring glory to the boundless variety of His thoughts.

My transness forms the stones that pave my path to God. I was given this cross to carry in the footsteps of our Lord. And as self-denial gave way to truth, I was given the most precious gift - that of death and resurrection.

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https://qspirit.net/john-henry-newman-ambrose-saint-john-gay/ Reading about these two has me crying ;-; I want cute artwork of these two hugging and studying together. Maria watches over us <3

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Gay nuns are historical fact. See the Link to learn more.

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i just want a cute gf to go to church with, and drink matcha, and go on pottery painting dates, and to cuddle with on the couch while we watch the happiest season in matching christmas pjs, is that too much to ask for??

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TW: Religion, Bigotry, Transphobia Your Christ is a false god invented by two millennia of imperial co-opting of religion. The Christ that I follow is the one who fought for the marginalized, who fed the hungry, who included the eunuch, who taught that it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. I am proud to live my life as a transgender lesbian woman who has accepted Christ into her life. I am proud to proclaim that my faith demands radical love, and to fight against oppression and racism and inequality in the name of God. The Christ I know flipped money tables at temples, and was crucified by Rome for fear of political unrest and insurrection of those Rome would keep marginalized and oppressed. The Christ I follow would not stand for the status quo, He would not bless billionaires, and He would certainly not stand idly by while powerful men relentlessly persecuted and crucified people for loving someone of the same gender, for aligning their mind, body, and gender expression, for living as their beautiful authentic selves. The gospel story and the message of our faith IS NOT and CAN NOT be one that demands that people accept their oppression, that the hungry and homeless suffer needlessly in the wealthiest nation in history, or that the comfortable live unafflicted and comfortable while the scourges of racism, bigotry, liberalism, capitalism, and white supremacy rain down destruction and floods of infinite material harm. Our faith does not permit us to defend systems of destruction. Our faith does not permit us to allow the wealthy and powerful to set the world on fire for short term profit. Our faith does not permit you to demand that gay and trans people live the lie of rigid white cisheteronormative conformity. Our faith does not permit us to accept the liberal lie that law = morality. Our faith does not permit conservative or reactionary political positions, period, because our faith is at its core a Radical faith of liberation, justice, and redemption. The internal mechanisms of our faith, the principles laid out in every section of God's sacred word, are that of progress, rationalism, liberation, justice, resistance against earthly forces, radical opposition to inequality and inequity; Our faith is fundamentally a love for a God who came down to earth in the person of Christ Jesus, to experience human nature, and to show us an exemplary life of liberation and compassion to aspire to live. https://www.threads.net/@akittyab/post/DE2rY8xvJ15?xmt=AQGzcxvxfO27eM9lDEjK2YA14CE3omsK8w43QMHpnwE1rw

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Conservative Christians will say stuff like “your sexuality isn’t your identity” and then have HUSBAND FATHER PASTOR in their bio and regularly talk about their role as father and husband (“smoking hot wife” anecdotes optional) and give their children clothes with things like “ladies’ man” written on them or give their daughters purity rings

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Interesting report about faith and LGBTQ Peoples. <3 https://williamsinstitute.law.ucla.edu/publications/lgbt-religiosity-us/

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Honestly She was Kinda Clocky and had Tgirl Swag. If you told me she was trans I'd believe you.

Ode to Barbara Jean Day: The “Real” Morticia Addams

Photo: Barbara c. 1948 | Credit: George Silk

First appearing in The New Yorker in 1938, the family that would become the Addamses transitioned flawlessly from print, to television, to the silver screen—taking off like bats out of cave. And like a Gomez or a Fester, creator Charles Addams was an oddball character, and kept oddball company. While his biographer and many others would attest to Charles being “a well-dressed, courtly man with silvery back-combed hair and a gentle manner”, he was also a quirky Casanova, having been romantically linked to the likes of Jackie Kennedy, Joan Fontaine, and the elusive Greta Garbo. But the woman who most leaves an impact on the Addams legacy is that of his first wife, Barbara Jean Day.

Barbara Jean Day was born on July 7th, 1919, in Chicago. “I think her Midwestern roots are an important element of who she was. She was direct, and down to earth, and always maintained an understated skepticism towards material excess, cultural elitism, towards any kind of snobbery, really” writes her daughter, Dr. Brook Hersey, in her 2008 eulogy to her mother. Barbara was a thin woman of olive complexion, framed by long almost-black hair. Her general laid-back, effortlessly sharp “Hawksian Woman” style as captured in the 1940s, and her dark, mysterious features must have been a huge draw for Charles, as well as her brilliant mind—she was president of her high school’s math club, and had a natural talent for complex word games.

Charles Addams drew up Morticia for the first time in 1933, and the family of Addamses were published five years later, uprooting the long-standing myth that Barbara was the inspiration for the cartoon. After graduating college, Barbara worked and lived in New Jersey (where Mr. Addams hailed from) and she met Charles in late 1942, travelling on the train from Westfield. After she took time off work to attend his mother’s funeral, Charles got serious about Barbara. In her he had found (or so he thought) the real-life equivalent of his cartoon dream woman. Empathic but stoic; friendly but honest; beautiful and brilliant. Barbara was 23 and Charles was 30 when they married, four months after his mother’s funeral.

Photo: Barbara posing for LIFE Magazine (1948)

As The New Yorker’s star cartoonist, Chas Addams was featured in numerous magazine articles documenting the life of an artist, and Barbara played the role as muse. In a now famous LIFE Magazine spread Charles poses around town with Barbara—the most prolific photo being that of Charles supposedly sketching her for another Morticia comic. This photo was staged. Their marriage, although seemingly fun, spontaneous, and loving in photograph, accented by strange household objects and vintage cars, was marred by alleged womanizing, and ended after eight long years because unlike Gomez Addams, Charles Addams despised children and Barbara wanted some.

In the years following their marriage, Charles spoke fondly of Barbara. Perhaps she was the one who got away, as his next two marriages, one to another Barbara that was unsuccessful, and one to Marilyn “Tee” Miller which lasted until his death, saw him still seeking out gothic women, and living out a sort of quirky, Addams Family-like persona. However, of all three women Barbara Jean Day arguably looked the most like the public’s favorite spooky mother, adding to the current general fascination with her story. She wasn’t so fond of the cartoon comparisons however, and sought to change up her image, and distance herself from the Addams’ legacy by cutting her long locks, sporting a page-boy style. Barbara eventually would marry fellow New Yorker colleague John Hersey in 1958, author of the book Hiroshima, have her only child, daughter Brook, and remain with John until his death in 1993. Brook describes her mother as having unending patience and excessive modesty, but fun-loving. Barbara made friends wherever she went, and that ability to connect so easily with others made the Hersey home a popular place to be. Like Morticia, she was “the real head of the family”. 

Photo: Barbara and John Hersey on their wedding day (1958) | Credit: historicalimages.com

A cancer survivor, towards the end of her life Barbara was never short of company. She lived between two homes, one in Oak Bluffs, Massachusetts, and a vacation home in Key West, Florida (a lover of the sun “and often quite tan”), and frequently held get-togethers. Barbara died at home in Massachusetts, on August 20th, 2007, at 88 years old. She is survived by her daughter Brook Hersey and Brook’s husband Alexander DeLuca; her granddaughter Violet DeLuca; her stepchildren Martin, John, Ann and Baird Hersey; and the imagery and impact of Morticia Addams. 

Bonus Photographs:

Charles and Barbara at the 1951 Bridgehampton Races | Credit: vanderbiltcupraces.com

Barbara and Charles Addams for LIFE Magazine (1948)

Barbara on a trip to Europe (1949) | Credit: Chas Addams: A Cartoonists Life by Linda H. Davis

Many, many thanks to Dr. Brook Hersey for providing me with the eulogy she wrote for her mother, and correcting factual errors.

Copyright Serene Pristine ©

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Queer Christians are some of the most devout I know.

I see them are church unabashedly being themselves. I see their cries and posts here. I see how just a bit of love can change their lives forever. I see how they yearn to be with God that they were always were told hated them. But really Loves them 100 percent. I know God cares about us. We the meek, and the marginalized, those whom society has deemed inpure. We are purified, sanctified by Baptism, by Gods Grace, by forgiveness. By Love. We are no worse or no less then cis-het people. God is close to us because we are close to him. Let no man tell you otherwise, for such despondent thoughts are whims of the enemy. Even a priest can fall for them. We will get through this coming storm that is the future together. Hold Fast to hope in Jesus Christ. Bow down to no man walking on this earth. Remember the Gospel truth. For He is close to us. Do your best, even if you are tired. Pray when you can. Take your time this advent to rest. For the coming of the lord is swiftly near, and the kingdom of Heaven is at hand. By the Prayers of our Holy Fathers, Lord Jesus Christ Protect us and redeem us. Amen.