Saint Dirty Face

“Have you slipped? Rise up.

Have you sinned? Cease.

Do not stand among sinners, but leap aside.”

— St. Basil the Great

Let’s get something straight.

God doesn’t cancel you for falling.

He cancels you for staying down.

St. Basil wasn’t writing soft, church-hall poetry.

He was throwing holy punches.

Slip? Get up.

Sin? Stop.

Surrounded by destruction? Move.

Not tomorrow.

Not when you “feel ready.”

Now.

We live in a culture that tells people to build a nest out of their mess.

To wear their trauma like a badge.

To camp inside their addictions, bitterness, and excuses.

St. Basil says,

“No. Bleed if you must—but don’t stay there.”

You’re allowed to fall.

You’re not allowed to live in the fall.

This is what repentance really is:

Not shame.

Not groveling.

Not hating yourself.

It’s motion.

It’s standing up even while you’re shaking.

It’s walking away from what’s killing you—even if you loved it once.

It’s leaping out of the crowd before it drags you under.

God isn’t asking for perfection.

He’s asking for direction.

Saint Dirty Face gets this.

Cracked halo.

Blood on his knuckles.

Eyes forward.

If you slipped—rise.

If you sinned—stop.

If you’re standing in a bad place—step out of it.

The road is still open.

And Heaven still knows your name.

Stay Dirty, Stay Rebellious™