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Constantly 🗣️🗣️

How I’m about to be (I said fuck it and just gave it to God and now I’m going to bed)

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I met the Deacon (soon to be priest) who will be overseeing my parish.

Deacon Nolan McBride will be overseeing my Episcopalian Parish after his ordination as a priest on June 28th, 2025. Today he assisted our supply priest with Mass. Our values within the church align, and he does Mass in the rite and way I enjoy — so I think this change is for the better (that and we will finally have an official priest again...).

Our last priest, despite saying Mass amazingly, was extremely disloyal to the ways priests are called to act towards those in need — going as far as to tell me my late uncle deserved his passing.

I stopped attending this parish when I heard that, and only recently found from the other church in my diocese we are getting a new head priest. I attended Mass in my hometown today to meet him, and we immediately clicked.

I believe my parish has a bright and holy future ahead of it, thanks to our community and new head priest: soon-to-be-Father Nolan McBride.

Welcome.

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Having the urge, I've decided to share some of my favorite Bible verses or passages with Tumblr with little to no context

This is a post relating to Christianity, this is the warning for those that are uncomfortable.

These are not in order, just numbered by when I thought of them. (Guess my favorite book challenge; level easy)

John 1:5 - The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

John 11:35 - Jesus wept.

John 4:7-26 (this entire passage ✨✨)

John 8:3-12

Genesis 45:8 (and the entire story here lol)

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Introduction.

This serves as my sort-of-official introduction and information post.

I am Nesryn, a queer person who decided my spiritual journey deserves its own blog.

What do I follow? Well, I wish I knew myself — if we're honest with eachother, my dear stranger on the Internet.

I do know that I follow old gods of many practices. I follow the old gods of Irish descent to respect my heritage, I follow the old gods of Kemet for my own beliefs, Hellenic practices due to the crossed history between that and Kemetic history, some Hindu and Bhuddist practices (within what I am allowed/can do respectfully as a white irish-american), and I follow (and am baptized/confirmed) in the Episcopalian church — following a folk-anglo-catholic version of this.

The name for this? Please if you have an idea — offer it up. I haven't found one.

Tags? Tags I will feature for you to use to navigate my blog are as follows:

#nesrynrants - rants

#nesrynspiritual - spiritual chats

#nesrynirish - Irish posts

#nesrynxian - Christian posts

#nesrynhellenic - Hellenic posts

#nesrynkemet - Kemetic posts

#nesrynist - Hindu or Bhuddist posts

#nesrynetc - other posts, or knowledge posts

#nesrynlife - posts regarding my life

Now we get into the personal aspect, my friends. Following will speak of: my age, my life thusfar, and my expectations for those on my page. This will all fall below the cut.

How old are you, Nesryn? Contrary to popular belief (at least in other spaces and irl) I am only 19 years of age. My birthday is March 2nd, and I am a Pisces if it matters.

Nesryn, you seem so wise! (At least I hope you're saying this) Thank you! That stems from trauma that sprays wildly from every crevice of my being — domestic, religious, you name it. I was forced to become mature at a very early age, and it's stuck with me. I've been studying my religion for nearly a decade now — and have finally found comfort within it.

My experience with religion? I grew up in a household that didn't go to church often, but I was placed in youth groups and summer camps — and often went on trips meant for Christian youth. During this time, I never understood the 'hype' of it all — nor why bad things happened to good people despite God being so righteous and merciful. I only began attending church when I escaped an abusive relationship with a man much older than myself who had been abusing me for 5 years. At the time, I had no idea there were options aside from protestant and Catholic. I attended Mass every Sunday, and prayed every morning and night.

When I met my Fiancé, I called myself Catholic. He had trauma within the church, yet accepted me anyway as someone to love. When I found Episcopalianism — I felt seen, yet it still felt... Incorrect. I was baptized in the church, but had found that I was able to practice other religions as well. I was on a long journey, I'd been about every religion under the sun; just because only one never felt right. Satanist, luciferian, attempting to convert to Judaism, Catholic RICA (unfinished), Islam, etc.

I began to practice what I do now — and I have never felt more comforted and serene.

Now the expectations of those on my blog. If you follow me: expect to see/hear things about my practice, my trauma (with warning), my spiritual life, the current state of the world, and my research as a cultural (and religious) future anthropologist. I will not tolerate any sort of homophobia (or any generalized -phobia), any sort of generalized -ism, those against queer folk in Christian spaces, and in general those here to spread hate.

I am willing to learn from any mistakes, willing to debate and discuss (without arguing), and willing to listen and learn from other perspectives — but I do block at will, with no warning needed. This is my space, and I will use it as I please (within Tumblr TOS).