During prayer today – yeah, I pray, the full on-yer-knees-eyes-closed-surrender-to-the-universe procedure – I was asking for lovable people in my life. (I got lovable peeps already. But who couldn’t use a few more?)
And the answer I got back –
(Yeah, I get answers back when I pray. I talk to God all the time. Me and the big guy, we’re like that.)
What? Oh yeah, the answer. What the Holy Dude whispered in my ear – quiet, subtle, only slightly snippy – was, ‘Everyone is lovable. Not a soul will be counted irredeemable, in the final weighing-in. Love all of them.’
Damn.
But fine. Fine. God is so annoying when he’s… right.
I’ll get right on that, then. Loving each and every little fucker – ahem, each radiant soul – that I encounter on a daily basis. No matter what. No matter what.
I’ll love those little fuckers into the ground.
This is a wild and woolly blog — not what I was expecting! Gay werewolf prayer-full and defying a nitch!
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Wild and woolly, lol! That’s probably accurate!
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And where is the dang follow button? Really, if you want followers you have to have one!
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You make an excellent point…
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