#Magdalene Feast

[magpoenitens]

“Many sins are forgiven her, because she hath loved much.”

#happy feast day to st Mary Magdalene #❤️ #patron saint #saints #catholic #art

[eesirachs]

the hole in my chest started hemorrhaging in mass today. panging the kind of pang that is loud and nauseating and so warm around the edges. ive never wanted to take the second kind so badly. the man in front of me smelled like maple syrup. syrup, the consistency of whatever faith-stuff was leaking from me. god was right there. god is right here. i am terrified to miss him

#thinking #magdalene feast day that’s what it is

[christliche-kunstwerke]

Das Auferstehungstriptychon von Mikhail Vasilievich Nesterov

#Vasilievich Nesterov #Nesterov #auferstehung #resurrection #tripty #tryptych #jesus christ #jesus #christ #oil on canvas #oil painting #holy #apostle #testament #feast #angel #bible #bibel #magdalen #art #painting #art shop #online shop #shop #print

[morgenlich]

extremely italian sentences

#(talking about harvesting anchovies off the amalfi coast roughly between the feast of the annunciation and the feast of mary magdalene)

[ex-furry]

saint mary magdalene 💖

#it's the feast of saint mary magdalene. say fuck the roman catholic church on her behalf

[milatherese]

Prayer to St. Mary Magdalene and Our Lord

(by St. Anselm)

St. Mary Magdalene, thou didst come with springing tears to the spring of mercy, Christ; from Him thy burning thirst was abundantly refreshed, through Him thy sins were forgiven; by Him thy bitter sorrow was consoled.

My dearest lady, well thou knowest by thine own life how a sinful soul can be reconciled with its creator, what counsel a soul in misery needs, what medicine will restore the sick to health. It is enough for us to understand, dear friend of God, to whom were many sins forgiven, because she loved much. Most blessed lady, I who am the most evil and sinful of men do not recall thy sins as a reproach, but call upon the boundless mercy by which they were blotted out. This is my reassurance, so that I do not despair; this is my longing, so that I shall not perish.

I say this of myself, miserably cast down into the depths of vice, bowed down with the weight of crimes, thrust down by my own hand into a dark prison of sins, wrapped round with the shadows of darkness. Therefore, since thou art now with the chosen because thou art beloved and are beloved because thou art chosen of God, I, in my misery, pray to thee in bliss; in my darkness, I ask for light; in my sins, redemption; impure, I ask for purity. Recall in loving kindness what thou used to be, how much thou didst need mercy, and seek for me that same forgiving love that thou didst receive when thou wert wanting it. Ask urgently that I may have the love that pierces the heart; tears that are humble; desire for the homeland of Heaven; impatience with this earthly exile; searing repentance; and a dread of torments in eternity. Turn to my good that ready access that thou once didst have and still doth have to the spring of mercy. Draw me to Him where I may wash away my sins; bring me to Him Who can slake my thirst; pour over me those waters that will make my dry places fresh. Thou wilt not find it hard to gain all thou doth desire from so loving and so kind a Lord, Who is alive and reigns and is thy friend. For who can tell, beloved and blest of God, with what kind familiarity and familiar kindness He Himself didst reply on thy behalf to the calumnies of those who were against thee? How He didst defend thee, when the proud Pharisee was indignant, how He didst excuse thee, when thy sister didst complain, how highly He didst praise thy deed, when Judas didst begrudge it.

And, more than all this, what can I say, how can I find words to tell, about the burning love with which thou didst seek Him, weeping at the sepulchre, and wept for Him in thy seeking?

How He cameth, who can say how or with what kindness, to comfort thee, and madest thee burn with love still more; how He didst hide from thee when thou didst want to see Him, and showed Himself when thou didst not think to see Him; how He was there all the time thou didst seek Him, and how He didst seek thee when, seeking Him, thou didst weep.

But Thou, most holy Lord, why didst Thou ask her why she weeps?

Surely Thou canst see her heart, the dear life of her soul, is cruelly slain.

O love to be wondered at; O evil to be shuddered at;

Thou didst hang on the wood, pierced by iron nails, stretched out like a thief for the mockery of wicked men; and yet, 'Woman,' Thou didst say, 'why art thou weeping?' She had not been able to prevent them from killing Thee, but at least she longed to keep Thy Body for a while with ointments lest it decay.

No longer able to speak with Thee living, at least she could mourn for Thee dead. So, near to death and hating her own life, she repeats in broken tones the words of life which she had heard from the living.

And now, besides all this, even the Body which she was glad, in a way, to have kept, she believes to have gone. And can Thou asketh her, 'Woman, why art thou weeping?' Had she not reason to weep? For she had seen with her own eyes---if she could bear to look---what cruel men cruelly did to Thee; and now all that was left of Thee from their hands she thinks she has lost. All hope of Thee has fled, for now she has not even Thy lifeless Body to remind her of Thee.

And someone asks, 'Who art thou looking for? Why art thou weeping?'

Thou, her sole joy, should be the last thus to increase her sorrow. But Thou knowest it all well, and thus Thou didst wish it to be, for only in such broken words and sighs can she convey a cause of grief as great as hers. The love Thou hast inspired Thou didst not ignore. And indeed Thou knowest her well, the gardener, Who planted her soul in His garden. What Thou plantest, I think Thou doth also water.

Does Thou water, I wonder, or does Thou test her? In fact, Thou art both watering and putting to the test. But now, good Lord, gentle Master, look upon Thy faithful servant and disciple, so lately redeemed by Thy Blood, and see how she burneth with anxiety, desiring Thee, searching all round, questioning, and what she longest for is nowhere found.

Nothing she seest canst satisfy her, since Thou Whom alone she wouldst behold, she seest not. What then?

How long will my Lord leave His beloved to suffer thus? Have Thou put off compassion now Thou hast put on incorruption? Did Thou let go of goodness when Thou didst lay hold of immortality? Let it not be so, Lord.

Thou will not despise us mortals now Thou hast made Thyself immortal, for Thou didst make Thyself a mortal in order to give us immortality.And so it is; for love's sake He canst not bear her grief for long or go on hiding Himself. For the sweetness of love He showeth Himself Who would not for the bitterness of tears. The Lord calls His servant by the name she hast often heard and the servant doth know the voice of her own Lord.

I think, or rather I am sure, that she responded to the gentle tone with which He wat accustomed to call, 'Mary'. What joy filled that voice, so gentle and full of love. He could not have put it more simply and clearly:

'I know who thou art and what thou wanteth; behold Me; do not weep, behold Me; I am He Whom Thou seekest.' At once the tears are changed; I do not believe that they stopped at once, but where once they were wrung from a heart broken and self-tormenting they flow now from a heart exulting. How different is, 'Master!' from 'If thou hast taken Him away, tell me'; and, 'They have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid Him,' has a very different sound from, 'I have seen the Lord, and He hast spoken to me.'

But how should I, in misery and without love, dare to describe the love of God and the blessed friend of God? Such a flavour of goodness will make my heart sick if it has in itself nothing of that same virtue.

But in truth, Thou Who art very truth, Thou knowest me well and canst testify that I write this for the love of Thy love, my Lord, my most dear Jesus.

I want Thy love to burn in me as Thou commandest so that I may desire to love Thee alone and sacrifice to Thee a troubled spirit, 'a broken and a contrite heart'.

Give me, O Lord, in this exile, the bread of tears and sorrow for which I hunger more than for any choice delights.

Hear me, for Thy love, and for the dear merits of Thy beloved Mary, and Thy blessed Mother, the greater Mary.

Redeemer, my good Jesus, do not despise the prayers of one who hast sinned against Thee but strengthen the efforts of a weakling that loves Thee.

Shakest my heart out of its indolence, Lord, and in the ardour of Thy love bringest me to the everlasting sight of Thy glory where with the Father and the Holy Spirit Thou livest and reignest, God, for ever. Amen.

#st mary magdalene #catholic #roman catholic #st anselm #apostle #feast day #saint #saint of the day #catholic saint #catholic prayer

[hedgewitchgarden]

"As we celebrate the Feast of St Mary Magdalene, I encourage you to re-member the breakage of the alabaster jar, that evokes the outpouring of compassion, exquisite beauty, and pure love… still permeating this whole planet. (Perhaps now, more than ever, as we acknowledge her, and who she was, in her courage and seeing.)

Tend to us Mary the Tower, as we dig deep for our own courage to see.

Her anointing is upon us.

Love really is stronger."

—Alana Levandoski

#Alana Levandoski #mary magdalene #feast of mary magdalene

[ephemeral-winter]

just found myself wondering whether there was a feast of the resurrection in the medieval church calendar and if so what the liturgy for it was, which means it is most definitely time for the weekend to begin

#(the joke is that easter is the feast of the resurrection) #(i am very tired but very excited about mary magdalene and her importance to medieval nuns!!!) #rare pic of me in the wild

[juliehowlin]

Mary Magdelene

Today is the Feast Day of St Mary Magdalene, who, according to the Bible, travelled with Jesus as one of his followers. She is said to have been the first to witness Jesus' crucifixion and resurrection. That's what everyone knows. Here are some things you might not know:

#today #feast day #saints #mary magdalene #bible #facts

[umcjuneau]

Join us for in person or online worship, this Sunday, July 24, at 10am Alaska Time, 11am Pacific, Noon Mountain, 1pm Central, 2pm Eastern and 8am Hawaiian time. And hear and hear a member of the youth group, Dori Germain, talk about “The Feast of Mary Magdalene”.  Just go to https://live.umcjuneau.church/ or watch anytime on our YouTube channel UMC Juneau. 

In person worship requirements:

Masks are required. Please cover your mouth and nose. Eating and drinking are not allowed. 

 Observe Social Distancing

#Dori Germain #The Feast of Mary Magdalene #Aldersgate UMC #juneau #Alaska #pacific #mountain #central #eastern #Hawaiian #you tube. #church #online worship #in person worship #christian worship #July #Sunday #masks #social distancing

[portraitsofsaints]

Saint Mary Magdalene (C)

1st century 

Feast day: July 22

Patronage: contemplative life, converts, glove makers, hairdressers, penitent sinners, sexual temptation

St. Mary Magdalen has been called the second-most important woman in the New Testament after Mary the mother of Jesus. Mary Magdalene traveled with Jesus as one of His followers. She was present at Jesus' two most important moments: the crucifixion and the resurrection. Within the four Gospels, the oldest historical record mentioning her name, she is named at least 12 times, more than most of the apostles. The Gospel references describe her as courageous, brave enough to stand by Jesus in his hours of suffering, death and beyond.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

#artist on tumblr #catholic art #st mary magdalene #Saint for converts #Saint for hairdressers

[orthodoxadventure]

The feast of St Mary Magdalene at the Annunciation-Belu Church in Bucharest, Romania. Photo credit: Presbytera Georgiana Bărîcă

#Saint Mary Magdalene #Christianity #Orthodox Christianity #Romania #Bucharest

[kiersau]

REVEALS: SPRING 2023 PENTIMENT FANWORK EXCHANGE

The inaugural Pentiment Fanwork Exchange has been revealed! We’ve added 23 works of art and fiction to the fandom. Thank you so much to everyone who participated, and especially to our pinch hitters. If you missed this round, I hope I can run another in the fall/winter.

If you enjoy these works, please consider leaving kudos and/or comments to the creators!

You can see all the works HERE! Masterlist with individual links under the cut.

ART

Sketching and Flower-picking by jouyato (Andreas & Caspar)

Summer in Prague/Evenings in Sion by appledecider (Esther/Magdalene and Rudeger/Mathieu)

On the hill above the town by triflingshadows (Brigita/Veronica)

Inky poke! by trustflowerrr (Esther/Magdalene)

Seasons by SaintVesuvius (Gnaziu & Grett & Ulrike)

Christmas Feast by tacccja (Kazimierz/Alexander)

It’s a Perfectly Normal Looking Cat by UncastShadow (Guy & Zdena)

Untitled by Gotnospleengene (Paul/Caspar)

The Descent of a Poor Sinner Through the Vine That Strangles Reason by thesnadger (Werner & Andreas)

Is there an end of the world? Or does the world simply end with us? by waterzooi (Magdalene & Andreas)

WRITING

Lunae Lumen by waterzooi (Gernot/Ferenc)

Thick as Thieves by Aikori_Ichijouji (Paul/Anna)

An Ounce of Beaten Gall by scribefindegil (Ulrike & Andreas & Mulleryn family) 

A Little More Light, A Little More Time by theladygeneral (Werner/Andreas)

A Bridge of Swords by theharellan (Illuminata/Zdena)

How to Disappear Completely (and Be Found) by athosity (Andreas/Claus)

August, 1544 by izzybeth (Andreas & Caspar)

tell me do you think it’d be all right by Eisoj5 (Werner/Andreas)

Long Upon the Land by azhdarchidaen (Paul & Caspar)

My Boy by Emby_M (Andreas & Caspar)

Chick as Thieves by athosity (Big Jorg & Veronica/Brigita)

another chance at life by testosterlonely (Magdalene & Andreas)

Contemplation and a Candle by lowkeywoodrow (Werner/Andreas)

#pentiment #pentiment fanwork exchange #pentiment fanart #pentiment fic

[loneberry]

St. John of the Cross on the recklessness of love

But when once the flame has enkindled the soul, it is wont to conceive, together with the estimation that it already has for God, such power and energy, and such yearning for Him, when He communicates to it the heat of love, that, with great boldness, it disregards every-thing and ceases to pay respect to anything, such are the power and the inebriation of love and desire. It regards not what it does, for it would do strange and unusual things in whatever way and manner may present themselves, if thereby its soul might find Him Whom it loves.

6. It was for this reason that Mary Magdalene, though as greatly concerned for her own appearance as she was aforetime, took no heed of the multitude of men who were at the feast, whether they were of little or of great importance; neither did she consider that it was not seemly, and that it looked ill, to go and weep and shed tears among the guests, provided that, without delaying an hour or waiting for another time and season, she could reach Him for love of Whom her soul was already wounded and enkindled. And such is the inebriating power and the boldness of love, that, though she knew her Beloved to be enclosed in the sepulchre by the great sealed stone, and surrounded by soldiers who were guarding Him lest His disciples should steal Him away, she allowed none of these things to impede her, but went before daybreak with the ointments to anoint Him.

7. And finally, this inebriating power and yearning of love caused her to ask one whom she believed to be a gardener and to have stolen Him away from the sepulchre, to tell her, if he had taken Him, where he had laid Him, that she might take Him away; considering not that such a question, according to independent judgment and reason, was foolish; for it was evident that, if the other had stolen Him, he would not say so, still less would he allow Him to be taken away. It is a characteristic of the power and vehemence of love that all things seem possible to it, and it believes all men to be of the same mind as itself. For it thinks that there is naught wherein one may be employed, or which one may seek, save that which it seeks itself and that which it loves; and it believes that there is naught else to be desired, and naught wherein it may be employed, save that one thing, which is pursued by all. For this reason, when the Bride went out to seek her Beloved, through streets and squares, thinking that all others were doing the same, she begged them that, if they found Him, they would speak to Him and say that she was pining for love of Him. Such was the power of the love of this Mary that she thought that, if the gardener would tell her where he had hidden Him, she would go and take Him away, however difficult it might be made for her.

8. Of this manner, then, are the yearnings of love whereof this soul becomes conscious when it has made some progress in this spiritual purgation. For it rises up by night (that is, in this purgative darkness) according to the affections of the will. And with the yearnings and vehemence of the lioness or the she-bear going to seek her cubs when they have been taken away from her and she finds them not, does this wounded soul go forth to seek its God. For, being in darkness, it feels itself to be without Him and to be dying of love for Him. And this is that impatient love wherein the soul cannot long subsist without gaining its desire or dying.

—St. John of the Cross, Dark Night of the Soul

#St. John of the Cross #love #love theory #christian mysticism #mysticism #christianity #theology #Dark Night of the Soul #Juan de la Cruz #literature #Mary Magdalene

[nepentheisms]

Here I go making a joke that'll only make sense to my fellow Trigun fans who've either read my bookclub entries or are just on the same page as me in their understanding of the biblical parallels.

Anyways, Wolfwood, Livio, and Meryl should start a band.

Additional information for fanwork creators to have fun with: Saint Peter and Saint Paul have the same feast day (June 29). And the Feast of Saint Mary Magdalene takes place on July 22, which coincidentally is the day after a very significant event in the story we know and love.

#trigun #trigun humor #trigunbookclub

[hillbillyoracle]

The fact that this Venus is stationing retrograde on Mary Magdalene’s feast day - there’s something potent about that.