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Radical Holy Wounds Liturgy

11/10/2024

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​Oh, split and divided God, grant me the grace that with this remembrance I may honor ontological death and how it impacts me.
 
Praise and honor be given Thee, O most split and broken Jesus, by reason of the wound in Thy left hand. By this holy and contradictory wound, I am changed and given a new perspective. Grant me humbled around those who oppose me, that I may be kind; deliver me from my own dogma now and by any other ideologies to come, that I may find myself sharing in the glory of Thy Blessed Kingdom in the here and now.
 
Praise and honor be given Thee, O split and broken Jesus, by reason of the wound in Thy right hand. By this holy and contradictory wound, I enter into alienation and humbly entreat Thee, to suspend me in holy desire day and night, and in this Holy Lack preserve me in sacred separation.
 
Praise and honor be given Thee, O split and broken Jesus, by reason of the wound in Thy left foot. By this holy contradictory wound may I grow curious about my splitting and not seek wholeness to distract myself. I entreat Thee, by this bitter wound, to help me tarry with being divided, that I may forever remain incomplete in time and eternity.
 
Praise and honor be given Thee, O split and broken Jesus, by reason of they wound in Thy right foot. By this holy and contradictory wound, I ruminate. That by a devout and frequent remembrance of my ontological wounds I may honour its sacredness and testify my gratitude for the suffering so that I may remain in accordance with empathy.  
 
Praise and honor be given Thee, O split and broken Jesus, by reason of the wound in Thy Sacred side. By this holy and contradictory wound, I am gutted, so I may participate in the rigours of the brokenness that creates life. That at the hour of my ontological death I may cry out, “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me,” and in so doing, receive unction of eternal salvation from salvation.
 
I now pray, O bearer of these wounds, grant unto us, each day these same contradictory afflictions.
Go ye now in pieces.
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