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Jude is a great letter because you’ve got the argument between Michael and the devil over Moses’ body (not in scripture anywhere else), reference to the book of Enoch (not in the canon), and also Portishead lyrics (v 13). What’s not to love?

Edit: Forgot to mention that the best part was the footnote about how Sodom was condemmed for people trying to have sex with angels, not about homosexuality so yeah, Supernatural fandom, looking at you

For thus says the Lord, who created the heavens He is the God who formed the earth and made it, He established it and did not create it a waste place, but formed it to be inhabited,

“I am the Lord, and there is none else.
“I have not spoken in secret,
In some dark land;
I did not say to the offspring of Jacob,
‘Seek Me in a waste place’;
I, the Lord, speak righteousness,
Declaring things that are upright

By Isaiah 45

If I smoke all these cigarettes as fast as I can, I’ll only be smoking for a couple days instead of a week and I will not get addicted again By Me being a model of restraint and a pioneer of the sciences all at once

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canonizedandotherwise:

Late have I loved you,
Beauty so ancient and so new,
late have I loved you!
Lo, you were within,
but I outside, seeking there for you,
and upon the shapely things you have made
I rushed headlong,
I, misshapen.
You were with me but I was not with you.
They held me back far from you,
those things which would have no being
were they not in you.
You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;
you flared, blazed, banished my blindness;
you lavished your fragrance,
I gasped, and now I pant for you;
I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst;
you touched me, and I burned for your peace.
—Augustine Confessions X.27

canonizedandotherwise:

Late have I loved you,

Beauty so ancient and so new,

late have I loved you!

Lo, you were within,

but I outside, seeking there for you,

and upon the shapely things you have made

I rushed headlong,

I, misshapen.

You were with me but I was not with you.

They held me back far from you,

those things which would have no being

were they not in you.

You called, shouted, broke through my deafness;

you flared, blazed, banished my blindness;

you lavished your fragrance,

I gasped, and now I pant for you;

I tasted you, and I hunger and thirst;

you touched me, and I burned for your peace.

—Augustine Confessions X.27