Every man is the builder of a temple, called his body, to the god he worships, after a style purely his own, nor can he get off by hammering marble instead. We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bones. Any nobleness begins at once to refine a man’s features, any meanness or sensuality to imbrute them.
Swimming Against the Tide: Christian Reflections on Identity and Purpose
Reflecting on the image of the fish out of water, we are reminded of the importance of living in accordance with our God-given purpose. The fish, designed to thrive in water, finds itself in a precarious situation, much like we do when we stray from our spiritual path.
Title: “A Fish Out of Water: Embracing Our True Purpose in God”
In the stillness of nature, a fish sits atop a rock, an odd…
In a world where fashion fads come and go like the tides, where pop culture and the media determine what is ‘hot’ and ‘not,’ the concept of modesty stands as a beacon of ageless virtue and inner beauty. Modesty is more than just covering up or adhering to a set of rules; it is an outward show of humility, respect, and reverence. The invitation to embrace modesty resounds throughout the hallways…
my body is a temple but it's from one of those ancient sects of Christianity that evangelicals have never heard of and the walls are crusted with icons and relics and artwork you can't interpret and there's moss growing everywhere and it's been witnessing miracles for thousands of years and it would horrify most mainstream American Christians
In a world where fashion fads come and go like the tides, where pop culture and the media determine what is ‘hot’ and ‘not,’ the concept of modesty stands as a beacon of ageless virtue and inner beauty. Modesty is more than just covering up or adhering to a set of rules; it is an outward show of humility, respect, and reverence. The invitation to embrace modesty resounds throughout the hallways…
I was so mad at that old drawing I made long ago of Elijah & Sydney in the woods cause it looked so fucking ugly and people kept re blogging it so I had to remake it REBLOG THIS ONE INSTEAD!!!!
The temple has been abandoned so long the desperate god who lives there has started filling the alter with its own blood, shining silver stuff I can’t resist dipping my fingers into.