This is one of the first page results I got from a random-word Google search today. It’s the one that sprung out immediately and caught the eye on the page, although not the first result as such. Interesting, huh? Got to admit, I’m always picking up signs and interpreting messages. I blame Pam Grout.
Sometimes, the universe just needs a kick.
Image – Alex Antropov https://www.flickr.com/photos/51686021@N07/ licence https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/
*ya know where it comes from. you oughtta.
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.’
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.