
Answered Prayer: In Love - The Didache
Some of you may not know the beauty and serenity one has in the final days of Christian Martyrdom. Of course, being Christian, The overwhelming peace of God coming over you in your final days isn't surprising, right? i'm sure it's possible even for us today, to have this kind of intimate relationship providing solace with the Lord Jesus Christ.
I'm in a particularly difficult season now, as I'm an unemployed adult with chronic ... fatigue... And feelings of disconnect- I'm fortunate that i'm still a virgin, especially given my carnality started so young... Ah, elementary school, everyone was so mean to me.. But cute. And I remember going home almost everyday, and just feeling guilty and shitty for not having friends or being cool and goodlooking like my other siblings. Yes, I've wondered how and why I feel the way I do. And for how long I'll feel this way.
I hate giving in, but there's a sweet hollow burning sensation every time I climax and I wonder about this... It's frustrating, confusing, and enthralling at the same time... Am I just being immature? Dramatic? Am I strong or am I weak? I need a woman, right? 'It's just my Cave-man brain.. right? sure.' I thought, so I usually just dismiss it.
Until I had this episode with my Mentor regarding the Leviticus movie, and I started to think less dismissively and more prayerfully about my fantasies and attractions and ... and my sporadic crying or numbness... and then my hyperactivity and eagerness during other days... My mentor is convinced, I'm "Empathic" and "tooled" to help the church in auspicious yet delicate matters. So he said to read the Didache, and prepare my heart. Gladly- but then I remembered, I can't read. :(
Then, Thank God, I found the Didache on sportify as an audiobook. yay~ :D
Hm, and I honestly felt the need to share with you guys how God has encouraged me. I'm reading Ignatious, He was a beloved Church pastor and Martyr. In one of his letters, he's shamelessly demanding to be reunited with his Love.
"I am writing to all the Churches and state emphatically to all that I die willingly for God, provided you do not interfere. I beg you, do not show me unseasonable kindness. Suffer me to be the food of wild beasts, which are the means of my making my way to God. God's wheat I am, and by the teeth of wild beasts I am to be ground that I may prove Christ's pure bread. Better still, coax the wild beasts to become my tomb and to leave no part of my person behind: once I have fallen asleep, I do not wish to be a burden to anyone. Then only shall I be a genuine disciple of Jesus Christ when the world will not see even my body. Petition Christ in my behalf that through these instruments I may prove God's sacrifice. Not like Peter and Paul do I issue any orders to you. They were Apostles, I am a convict; they were free, I am until this moment a slave. But once I have suffered, I shall become a freedman of Jesus Christ, and, united with Him, I shall rise a free man. Just now I learn, being in chains, to desire nothing.....
Pardon me--I know very well where my advantage lies. At last I am well on the way to being a disciple. May nothing seen or unseen, fascinate me, so that I may happily make my way to Jesus Christ! Fire, cross, struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of limbs, crunching of the whole body, cruel tortures inflicted by the devil--let them come upon me, provided only I make my way to Jesus Christ.
Of no use to me will be the farthest reaches of the universe or the kingdoms of this world. I would rather die and come to Jesus Christ than be king over the entire earth. Him I seek who died for us; Him I love who rose again because of us. The birth pangs are upon me. Forgive me, brethren; do not obstruct my coming to life--do not wish me to die; do not make a gift to the world of one who wants to be God's. Beware of seducing me with matter; suffer me to receive pure light. Once arrived there, I shall be a man. Permit me to be an imitator of my suffering God. If anyone holds Him in his heart, let him understand what I am aspiring to; and then let him sympathize with me, knowing in what distress I am.
The Prince of this world is resolved to abduct me, and to corrupt my Godward aspirations. Let none of you, therefore, who will then be present, assist him. Rather, side with me, that is, with God. Do not have Jesus Christ on your lips, and the world in your hearts. Give envy no place among you. And should I upon my arrival plead for your intervention, do not listen to me. Rather, give heed to what I write to you. I am writing while still alive, but my yearning is for death. My Love has been crucified, and I am not on fire with the love of earthly things. But there is in me a Living Water, which is eloquent and within me says: "Come to the Father." I have no taste for corruptible food or for the delights of this life. Bread of God is what I desire; that is, the Flesh of Jesus Christ, who was of the seed of David; and for my drink I desire His Blood, that is, incorruptible love."
- Ignatius Letter to the Romans, courtesy https://www.ewtn.com/catholicism/library/ignatius-to-the-romans-12518
I don't want to sound occultic, nihilistic, or lewd, -
my point is, we serve a wonderful sensuous God~ and ought to have a beautiful, sensitive, couragous voice to speak of Christ and our fellow Christians...Perhaps this isn't worth writing about tbh;;; haha sorry, i may post this in the gayChristian or transChristian subs as well. As it is pertinent to identity, right? I feel awfully sad sometimes, seeing the young people ask about their own purpose and lack of confidence in the Faith. I wish everyone could feel encouraged somehow...
Thanks everyone~