Mary Is My Homegirl

Coping with the terrible life choice of studying catholic theology in graduate school. Miserere Mei, Domine. hit counter
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WHEN I HEAR SOMEONE TALK ABOUT MARY’S DIVINE NATURE

I’M LIKE

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Happy Solemnity of the Assumption of Mary, friends! Celebrate God gloriously assuming Mary body and soul into heaven, but be careful with your theology. Somehow everyone’s Marian theology gets a bit sloppy around the Assumption (is it the heat?). No, Mary isn’t divine. Not even a little. And no, Mary and Jesus were not the only two people to never have died. Jesus definitely died; it’s a key plot point in the Bible and a major source of Christian theology. Yikes.

Anyway, take a moment to consider the dogma of Mary’s Assumption, get yourself to Mass, and joyfully celebrate the wonderful things God has done for us in Mary!

sentimental-slop:

catholic-girl-in-training:

sculptural-renaissance:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

YO YO YO Pope P-Money Francizzle in da HOUSE (of God),Layin’ down some psick Psalms and some wicked Wisdom~
Old Gregory’s rhymes, they might leave you tired,But just like that plainchant, my words are inspiredI’m dope, I’m the Pope, and you know I’m infallible,Sayin’ a Mass in my alb, stole, chasuble I got nuns in my posse and cardinals in my crewWe followin’ Christ, that most radical Jew, The Son of God, the Way and the Truth and the LightSecond Person of the Trinity, you know he’s a’ight, we tight, yoTeachin’ the catechism, no time for schismDon’t like what I’m preachin’, check it out, no need to get mad againI’m bloggin’ and tweetin’ God’s word from the VaticanYou diggin’ my beats, you think I got it goin’ onWhy don’t you check out the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John?Or the writings of AugustineHe always bustin’Out the rhymesFor the love of The Lord, he gave up all his good timesI ain’t done yet, but for now, I gotta jetCan’t say when I’ll be backLike my homeboy Christ, don’t know the hour or the dayTill then, pull out your rosary, read my encyclical, and pray
PEACE OF CHRISTPEACE OUT

O.O

Someone send this to the Vatican. Now.

sentimental-slop:

catholic-girl-in-training:

sculptural-renaissance:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

YO YO YO Pope P-Money Francizzle in da HOUSE (of God),
Layin’ down some psick Psalms and some wicked Wisdom~

Old Gregory’s rhymes, they might leave you tired,
But just like that plainchant, my words are inspired
I’m dope, I’m the Pope, and you know I’m infallible,
Sayin’ a Mass in my alb, stole, chasuble
I got nuns in my posse and cardinals in my crew
We followin’ Christ, that most radical Jew,
The Son of God, the Way and the Truth and the Light
Second Person of the Trinity, you know he’s a’ight, we tight, yo
Teachin’ the catechism, no time for schism
Don’t like what I’m preachin’, check it out, no need to get mad again
I’m bloggin’ and tweetin’ God’s word from the Vatican
You diggin’ my beats, you think I got it goin’ on
Why don’t you check out the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John?
Or the writings of Augustine
He always bustin’
Out the rhymes
For the love of The Lord, he gave up all his good times
I ain’t done yet, but for now, I gotta jet
Can’t say when I’ll be back
Like my homeboy Christ, don’t know the hour or the day
Till then, pull out your rosary, read my encyclical, and pray

PEACE OF CHRIST
PEACE OUT

O.O

Someone send this to the Vatican. Now.

(via carson-brocketteship)