Two Kinds of Forgiveness with God
In our relationship with God, there are two kinds of forgiveness. One is judicial and the other is parental. Judicial forgiveness is the forgiveness we receive from God when we stand before Him as the Judge of all humanity. This forgiveness occurs at the
In our relationship with God, there are two kinds of forgiveness. One is judicial and the other is parental. Judicial forgiveness is the forgiveness we receive from God when we stand before Him as the Judge of all humanity. This forgiveness occurs at the moment of faith in Christ, where “everyone who believes in Him receives forgiveness of sins” (Acts 10:43; cf. Eph 1:7; Col 1:14). This is a…
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just relistened to the tarot reading I got from jared in march 2021... dude. 😭 two of swords and the hanged man stuck with me the most but the other ones too which I had kind of forgotten... it was the perfect reading tbh it was exactly what I needed to hear and it really helped
description of the situation: two of swords reversed
what I could do about it: five of swords reversed
what I COULDN'T do about it: the chariot
the lesson behind it: 3 of pentacles
how it's gonna turn out: the hanged man
I'm getting so emotional now on behalf of my past self. I know I was listening to this at the time and crying.
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I have not engaged with any MCU media in a VERY long time, so correct me if I'm wrong, but does anyone else sometimes think about how Norse mythology is the only mythology/religious sect that is proven to exist in this universe. It's objectively interesting to ME at least, because presumably everyone on earth was chilling and relaxing and then suddenly the Nordic god, Loki, touches down and starts causing alien havoc in New York.
Like, would that not cause some kind of weird religious upset, to just have an actual REAL Scandinavian god be real, amongst the rest of his pantheon? Like yeah, Thor is a superhero or whatever, but does anyone ever just be like "That's the actual Norse Thor and Loki. The god's from Scandinavian folklore. They are the only gods to be proven real." And like, yes, the MCU gets most if not all of their mythology incorrect, but it's just weird to me how presumably other religions still manage to exist despite Loki and Thor and Odin just fucking being there.
Basically this post was created because I really really really wanted there to be like. A Loki shrine or worshipper or something in the new Loki season because you know. He's a god. He would have worshippers. People who pray to him and all that stuff, and I'm disappointed there weren't any.
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I really want to talk about Faustus and Mephistopheles??
I've just read this play for a literature class and the instructor mostly wants to discuss the power of Marlowe's blank verse and why it's so effective, but I really want to talk about the way Marlowe describes damnation and how it's left mostly up to interpretation whether (or how) Faustus might have escaped being literally dragged away to torment in hell.
Could he have repented and been saved by God?? The play goes out of its way to say YES.
BUT ON THE OTHER HAND... could he have been more sincere and thorough in his denouncement of God and then actually been hailed as a hero in Hell?? I feel like that's a solid MAYBE.
Throughout the whole play, Mephistopheles and Lucifer expound on that idea that Hell is the absence of the grace of God. It's not really about the traditional fires and pitchforks that people tend to imagine. Faustus is reminded to never think or speak of God, and promised that if he will put his faith in Lucifer instead, he'll be rewarded for it. But what does he keep doing throughout the play? He KEEPS bringing up God and Christ, lamenting that he's done horrible things that can never be forgiven, and this and that about the 'wrath' of God.
Regardless of one's personal philosophies about religion or the nature of God or the Devil, this situation just reads like...
Mephistopheles tells Faustus "It was a really tough break-up, and we are NOT friends anymore; God has the best house, but since we sided with Lucifer, we're not allowed to go back, not even to visit. So hey, it definitely sucks, but if you want to be friends anyway, we'll do it under one condition. Say you'll never mention God around us, because we really don't like being reminded of that whole thing, and you're in."
Obviously Faustus is like "I've never even met God, and he probably hates me for talking shit about him, so let's do this."
Everyone else tells Faustus, "PLEASE, they're really not nice people over there. Just say you're sorry about the shit-talking, and you can come to God's house."
Faustus gets all caught up in this pre-game party he's having with Mephistopheles, but he's constantly guilting himself about the shit-talking and the betrayal; he regularly talks about how God must hate him, and even when his time is running out, people keep telling him, "you just have to say you're sorry, it'll be fine, God will totally let you come over," but he insists that, no, he was a huge dick, he can't be forgiven, and how tragic it is for him that he can't go to God's house now.
Why wouldn't Lucifer and his friends be mad?? All Faustus had to do was NOT talk about God, and all he wanted to do was... talk about God. Of course they were going to beat him up for coming to the party and dragging everyone down, ruining the vibe, again, just when they were starting to forget the whole thing.
None of this is to endorse the idea that Faustus should have renounced God completely (obviously the play wants you to understand that he just had to repent), but it is fun to think about "what if."
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While I'm posting dreams, here's another one.
This was in many ways one of my strangest dreams due to the fact that it lingered far more than any dream usually does. The physical sensations of training in magic remained, even into that evening I could still feel the pull of magic and the feel of the staff as it either shot over my shoulder or thunked into my palm. In addition, the myth in the dream continued to narrate smoothly after I woke up, instead of halting abruptly and quickly fading.
After training, a myth was told.
A man wandered, lost and purposeless after the destruction of his home, before a god took pity on him and appointed him guardian of the gates to the afterlife. He could not be with his family, but he could ensure their afterlife. He did his job and welcomed in all who came to him.
Soon after he took on this role he saw a soul who looked particularly troubled. He asked them what weighed on their mind. The response shook the man and for the first time he turned a soul away. From this point forward he would weigh and judge each individual who came to his gate. Over time, his eyes grew impartial and dispassionate, able to see the truths at the very core of souls. Thus he became the Gatekeeper.
The Gatekeeper held his station until the end of all things. As this world ended and another began, one last soul stood before the Gatekeeper. The very same god who gave him purpose so many years ago now stood on the edge between life and death, the last speck of life leaving a dying world. He explained that after this final passing the Gatekeeper could at last rest and rejoin his family on the other side.
The Gatekeeper looked into his soul and saw pride, saw pain and weariness, joy and contentment. He saw sadness and guilt without regret.
He saw the deaths of his family from so very long ago.
The Gatekeeper was content with his role and knew the necessity of his post. The man the Gatekeeper once was felt the return of time-dulled bitterness and anger.
This immortal soul cannot be taken by oblivion. He must either pass through the gate or continue his life here, but the Gatekeeper cannot leave until the last soul has left.
The being that was neither god nor mortal looked upon the god who created him and spoke his judgement.
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