For My One... (Only One)

My One

As the moon recognizes the passing hand of the sun
I saw you pass and recognized you as
The one, MY one
Meaning more than half the day spent
Memorizing the nape of your neck
Tonguing down trails
And back up to vocal chords that murmur:
"Don't stop, Don't stop"
We fit
You are my one
My perfect one
My single most wanted
Hips, ass and toes,
Lips, ears and nose
To be exposed
On top of this face of
Smiling grace
That dislikes the taste of tens
And only has appetite for the likes
Of my one
You're my one,
My one
Please be my only one

- Saul Williams -

I'D GIVE UP ICE CREAM FOR YOU...🍦🍨

❞Cᴏᴠᴇɴᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ʙᴇɢɪɴs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ “ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs sᴏᴜʟ” ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ. 

Tʜᴇ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs sᴏᴜʟ ɢɪᴠᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴠᴀʟᴜᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴀsᴋs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ.

A “ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs sᴏᴜʟ” ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇs ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀғғɪʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴏғ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛɴᴇss. Iᴛ ᴏ̨ᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏᴛᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴏᴠᴇʀ sᴇʟғ.

Aʟʟ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ “ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs sᴏᴜʟ” ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ ɪs ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ.❞ — Jᴀsᴏɴ Oᴡᴇɴs

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❞𝐼'𝑑 𝐺𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝐵𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑠...❞

#Winning

After Several Years Of Disappointments, Setbacks, Heartbreaks And Horrors (This Past 12 Months Having Been The Most Difficult Test Of All)--I Am Finally Firmly On The Path To Having And Being Everything God Predestined For Me And My Life With Certainty... I'm On My Way To The Fulfillment Of Prophecies Spoken Over My Life All Of My Life (Even Before My Literal Backwards Exodus From My Mother's Swollen Womb); To The Realizing Of Dreams, The Blowing Of Minds, The Silencing Of Haters, And, The Sighting Of The Sweetest Revenge By So Many Who Inflicted Upon Me Intentional Hurt And Harm: Success.

And, While This Is Amazingly Validating, Exciting, Gratifying, Fulfilling And Affirming--Today, What Is Pressing Closest To The Surface Of My Soul Is How Much I Wish My Sister...My Father, My Grandmom, My Aunt, My First Cousins...Were Still Here-On Earth-To See Me "Make It"... And, For Some Of These To Maybe, Finally, Even, Truly SEE Me...For My Impending Success To Make Me Visible; Comprehended, In A Way My Love, Loyalty, Longing And Hoop Jumping Efforts For Family-For Connection, And My Mere Existence, Never Seemed To.

I Miss My Sister... I. Miss. My. Sister. Grief Is Such A Funny, Unpredictable Thing. Life Is A Sphere Of Dichotomies. Never All One Thing Or The Other. Always A Blurred Mix Of Ironies And Opposites All At Once... Even Within Us. Even When We Win.

#Winning... But...

#Munchie

Unrequited...

God made me promises about you before I ever knew your name.

God gave me visions of you; who you'd be, what your soul, your character, your nature would look like, before I'd ever seen your face.

So, it never occurred to me that God gave me you before He ever gave me those things by which I would judge and recognize you...

Imagine a broken girl meeting her predestined soul mate as a child, before she had any concept of what a Godly husband or even love itself was really supposed to look like...

"How would you think I'd recognize something that's never been mine...?"

Imagine all the reasons, I didn't, couldn't have known, that it was you. 

That it was always you...

Until now.

Until it was too late...

Old Friends, Foes, And Frenemies...

I Just Ended A Call With The Person Who Represents, Perhaps, One Of The Worst Heartbreaks Of My Life... My Former Best Friend Of Over 20 Years...

No Romantic Split Hurts Like Breaking Up With A Close Friend You've Known Your Entire Life From Early Childhood, Shared Everything With, And Have Incomparable History With. It's True What They Say - You Can't Make A New Old Friend. But, Sometimes As Much As You Love And Miss Someone, Because Of That History, They Are A Luxury Your Heart And Emotions Can No Longer Afford--To Trust, Invest In, Or Depend On... Because You Miss Who They Once Were, Not Who They've Become...

We Were Closer Than Sisters, It's Been Over 8 Years Since We've Spoken, And I Expected Not To Feel Anything Because So Much Time Has Passed, And I Made The Choice To Sever All Ties... Surprise. The Joke Was On Me. Because, That Level Of Effortless Familiarity With Someone Who In Many Ways Is Now A Complete Stranger Hurts Like Hell.

She Was So Happy To Hear My Voice. Giddy, Even. She'd Been On My Mind, Because She Had Run Into My Mom At A Convention And Passed Her Number Through Her To Me Months Earlier. The Amount Of Time It Took Me To Deliberate. Smart. I Guess She Still Knew Me Well Enough To Know Not To Call Even Though My Number Never Changed. I Was Clear On Our Finality. I Am Stern In My Resolve When I Make A Final Decision. I'm A Taurus. I've Always Been...

She Wants To Stay In Touch... Wants To Call And Text Sometimes. She's Clearly Looking For Reconnection. She Was Warm. Vulnerable. Open. I Was As Cold As Ice. Not Because I'm Unfeeling--But Because I Feel Entirely Too Much. There Is Too Much Left Unsaid. Still. Too Much That Was Never Said Even When I Uttered Those Fateful Words Just Before Her Wedding, "Let's Just Not Do This Anymore. You're Not My Friend And You Haven't Been For A Long Time, So Let's Stop Pretending"... It Was The Last Time We Ever Spoke--Until Today.

To Be Clear, It Was No Petty Breakup. It Had Been Building And Festering Inside Of My Heart For Years... Starting With The Day, 10 Years Earlier, When My "Best Friend" Missed My Father's Funeral. My Father Who Had Been Murdered In The Church He Pastored By A Serial Killer Named Juan Covington. That's Just A Snippet From The Highlight Reel Of Selfishness And A Gross Lack In Reciprocity (Though, To Be Clear, Was The Greatest Offense Of All--An Offense That I Swallowed, Accepted Shallow Excuses For, And Moved On From Like Nothing Was Wrong, But Never Fully Rebounded From... A Blunder Of Youth...).

There Are Some Things You Never Forget. And, Forgiveness Feels Hollow When There's Never Been Proper Communique Or Contrition About The Events That Served As Scissors To Cut The Ties That Bound... It's Always Water Under The Bridge When Time Has Gone By For The Offender. Not So Much For The Offended... To Her, The Past Is The Past, So Let's Just Move On From Here And Never Discuss It Honestly, Gain Clarity, Offer Apologies, Etc...

Tell That To My Heart...

I Need To Share Everything That Hurt Me. I Need To Be Understood. I Need Responsibility Taken, And Apologies Offered, Otherwise What Common Ground Could We Ever Have Again With A Tug-of-war Brewing Just Beneath My Surface Every Time We Were To Speak? What Authentic Healing Or Relationship Could Ever Come Out Of Treading Lightly Around The Truth? That Goes Against My Very Nature. It's The Very Reason I Have No Relationship With My Delusional, Oldest Biological Sister. I Can't Live In A Fantasy World Of Fractures, Scars And Gushing Wounds And Pretend They Aren't Bleeding All Over The Floor. I Can't Do Shallow. I Can't Put A Bandaid On Cancer... You Either Kill Cancer Or You Cut It Out... Otherwise, Cancer Kills Everything Around It... Then, You.

So, She Wants To Slowly Attempt To Rebuild Our Friendship--Or, Something Of The Like. She Asked If It Would Be OK If She Kept In Touch... I Realize, In Retrospect, I Sound Like A Monster In This Conversation. I Wasn't. I'm Not. I'm Just Not Emotionally Available To Her, And Thankfully, She Still Knows Me Well Enough To Perceive And Respect That.

She Wants To Be A Part Of My Life. I Think, After Losing My Bio Sister Last Year, Who I Wasn't Nearly As Close To Growing Up, I Just Needed Closure... I Don't Think My Heart Can Risk Anything More. I Don't Think I Have The Strength To Utter The Three Most Basic Words That Must Be Said Because I Think They Will Fall On Deaf Ears...: "You Hurt Me".

No One Can Hurt You Like A Sister/Best/Old Friend... And, I'm Just Not Ready, Or Willing, Or Maybe I'm Just Too Damn Stubborn To Tear Down These Walls And Try Again...💔 I Don't Even Know How... Where Would I Even Begin? I've Always Been Of The Mindset That If You Have To Explain And Justify To Someone How And Why They Hurt You, Then What Is Even The Point? Because, It Is Unlikely They Will Even Understand And You'll Be Left Worse Off Than Before The Attempt Was Made. No, That's Historically Where I Exit Stage Left, For Better Or For Worse. For Safety. And, For Sanity. Even With Family.

Part Of Me Wishes I Was...Open--That I Could Will Myself; My Heart Open. But, I Can Not. With All Of The Shared History, All Of The Unspoken Pain And Contention Of Wounds That Were Left To Fester Too Long In The Emotional Cowardice And Inability To Be Vulnerable Of My Twenties... It Isn't Water Under The Bridge. It's A Gaping Hole In My Heart, And It Just Hurts Too Much To Even Try... I'm Just Not Ready.

I Guess I Just Needed To Say This Out Loud To Whomever Would Listen (Read) Without Judgement... Can Anyone Relate? 💔

On Kim Burrell And The Misrepresentation Of Christians Everywhere By Fundamentalists And The Right (Wrong)...

(This Is Being Copied From A Post/Rant Made On My Facebook Page That Accidentally Turned Into A Blog...)

I Wᴀsɴ'ᴛ Gᴏɪɴɢ Tᴏ Aᴅᴅʀᴇss Tʜɪs Aɢᴀɪɴ, Aɴᴅ I Wᴀs Vᴇʀʏ Gʀᴀᴄᴇғᴜʟ Iɴ Mʏ Oɴʟʏ Aᴅᴅʀᴇss Eᴀʀʟɪᴇʀ Tʜɪs Wᴇᴇᴋ... HOWEVER, I'ᴍ Aɴɢʀʏ Nᴏᴡ! Aɴᴅ, I'ᴍ Tᴏᴏ Sɪᴄᴋ Aɴᴅ Exʜᴀᴜsᴛᴇᴅ Tᴏ Iɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟɪᴢᴇ Iᴛ Aɴᴅ Dᴀᴍᴀɢᴇ Mʏsᴇʟғ Aɴʏ Fᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ--I NEED TO GO TO SLEEP, Sᴏ, Tᴏ Tʜᴀᴛ Eɴᴅ, I Nᴇᴇᴅ Tᴏ Gᴇᴛ Iᴛ Oᴜᴛ. Hᴇʀᴇ Gᴏᴇs...:

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SERIOUSLY???

Tʜɪs ***KIM BURRELL*** Dᴇʙᴀᴄʟᴇ Is Dᴏɪɴɢ As Mᴜᴄʜ Tᴏ Exᴘᴏsᴇ Mʏ Hᴀᴛᴇғᴜʟ HOMOPHOBIC Sᴏ-ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ "CHRISTIAN" Fʀɪᴇɴᴅs As Tʜᴇ ***TRUMP ELECTION*** Dɪᴅ Tᴏ Exᴘᴏsᴇ Mʏ RACIST Aɴᴅ IGNORANT "WHITE FRIENDS" Aɴᴅ Tʀᴜʟʏ Sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ, Sᴇʟғ Lᴏᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅs Oғ Cᴏʟᴏʀ!!!

Tʜɪs Is Nᴏᴛ Eᴠᴇɴ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Kɪᴍ Aɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ! Iᴛ's Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Tʜᴇ Usᴇ Oғ Hᴇʀ Sᴇɴᴛɪᴍᴇɴᴛs As A Dɪᴠɪsɪᴠᴇ Tᴏᴏʟ Oғ Oᴘᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ Tᴏ Sᴘᴇᴡ Hᴀᴛᴇ Aʟʟ Oᴠᴇʀ Fᴀᴄᴇʙᴏᴏᴋ! I'ᴍ Sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Tᴏ Gᴏ Oɴ Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Dᴇʟᴇᴛɪɴɢ Sᴘʀᴇᴇ Iғ I Sᴇᴇ Aɴʏ Mᴏʀᴇ Rɪᴅɪᴄᴜʟᴏᴜs Pᴏsᴛs! I'ᴍ Nᴏᴛ Gᴏɪɴɢ Tᴏ Aʀɢᴜᴇ Wɪᴛʜ Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ Wʜᴏ Aʀᴇ Lᴇss Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ Tʜᴀɴ I (Oʀ, Mʏ Iᴠʏ Lᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ Eᴅᴜᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ Pᴀsᴛᴏʀ, Bɪsʜᴏᴘ, Pʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ, Bɪʙʟɪᴄᴀʟ Sᴄʜᴏʟᴀʀ, Pʜ.D. Mᴇɴᴛᴏʀs Aɴᴅ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅs Wʜᴏ Cᴏᴜʟᴅ Gɪᴠᴇ Yᴏᴜ A Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ Aɴᴅ Lᴇss Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ Dʀɪᴠᴇɴ Dɪssᴇʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Tʜᴀɴ I Oɴ Tʜᴇ Mᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ Aᴛ Hᴀɴᴅ) Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Gᴏᴅ AND Tʜᴇ BIBLE. Yᴏᴜ Mᴀʏ Bᴇ Tᴇᴍᴘᴏʀᴀʀɪʟʏ Aʙʟᴇ Tᴏ Hᴏʟʟᴇʀ Lᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ Aɴᴅ Wɪᴛʜ Fᴀʀ Lᴇss Eᴛɪᴏ̨ᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ Oʀ Cʟᴀss, Bᴜᴛ Tʜᴀᴛ Dᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ Mᴀᴋᴇ Yᴏᴜʀ Gᴏᴅʟᴇss Sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛɪsᴍ Rɪɢʜᴛ...

Mʏ Gᴏᴅ Is A Gᴏᴅ Oғ LOVE, Aɴᴅ Mᴏsᴛ Oғ Yᴏᴜ Kɴᴏᴡ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ As Mᴜᴄʜ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Gᴇɴᴜɪɴᴇ Bɪʙʟɪᴄᴀʟ Sᴛᴜᴅʏ (Oʀ, Lᴏᴠᴇ) As Yᴏᴜ Dᴏ Pᴀᴋɪsᴛᴀɴɪ Pᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄs... Tʜᴀᴛ Is Tᴏ Sᴀʏ: EXACTLY NOTHING!

Yᴏᴜ BLACK Cʜʀɪsᴛɪᴀɴs Aʀᴇ Esᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ Eᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀssɪɴɢ - (Aɴᴅ, Tᴏ Bᴇ Cʟᴇᴀʀ, I AM Bᴏᴛʜ Bʟᴀᴄᴋ AND Cʜʀɪsᴛɪᴀɴ) - Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ Aʟʟ Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ Dᴏɪɴɢ Is Nᴀɪᴠᴇʟʏ Aɴᴅ Hᴀᴛᴇғᴜʟʟʏ Sᴘᴇᴡɪɴɢ Wʜᴀᴛ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Mᴀssᴀ Tᴀᴜɢʜᴛ Yᴏᴜʀ Aɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀs...NOT WHAT YOU ACTUALLY HAVE STUDIED THROUGH ANY ACCREDITED CLASS AND KNOW TO BE TRUE! Iᴛ's Aᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ "Sɪᴍᴏɴ Sᴀʏs" Eɴ Mᴀssᴇ! Mᴏɴᴋᴇʏ Sᴇᴇ, Mᴏɴᴋᴇʏ Dᴏ... Wʜʏ Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Yᴏᴜ Asᴋ Tʜᴏsᴇ Sʟᴀᴠᴇs Hᴏᴡ Fᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ Tʜᴇ Mɪsɪɴᴛᴇʀᴘʀᴇᴛᴇᴅ Lᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ Oғ Tʜᴇ Lᴀᴡ Wᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ Fᴏʀ Tʜᴇᴍ Iɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ Oғ Eᴍʙʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ Tʜᴇ Sᴘɪʀɪᴛ Oғ Iᴛ...! Hᴏᴡ Cᴀɴ Yᴏᴜ Cʟᴀɪᴍ Tᴏ Wᴏʀsʜɪᴘ Iɴ Gᴏᴅ's Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ; Tᴏ Lᴏᴠᴇ GOD--Wʜᴏ IS LOVE, Bᴜᴛ Lɪᴠᴇ Iɴ Hᴀᴛᴇ? Hᴏᴡ Aʀᴇ Yᴏᴜ Oᴋ Wɪᴛʜ Iɴᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ Aɴᴅ Cʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ Sᴏ Lᴏɴɢ As Iᴛ Dᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ Aғғᴇᴄᴛ YOU?

Hᴇʀᴇ's A Sᴄʀɪᴘᴛᴜʀᴇ Yᴏᴜ Sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ Pʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ Cᴏᴍᴍɪᴛ Tᴏ Mᴇᴍᴏʀʏ Wʜɪʟᴇ Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ Qᴜᴏᴛɪɴɢ Lᴇᴠɪᴛɪᴄᴜs Aɴᴅ Eᴀᴛɪɴɢ Sʜʀɪᴍᴘ Wʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ Iɴ Bᴀᴄᴏɴ...:

"Mɪᴄᴀʜ 6:8

 

       Hᴇ ʜᴀs ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, O ᴍᴀɴ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ɢᴏᴏᴅ; ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴛʜᴇ Lᴏʀᴅ ʀᴇᴏ̨ᴜɪʀᴇ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ JUSTICE, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅɴᴇss (KJV = ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ), ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ HUMBLY ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ Gᴏᴅ?"

Oʀ, Hᴏᴡ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ Tʜɪs Oɴᴇ...?

"Mᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴡ 22:37-40

       37 Jᴇsᴜs sᴀɪᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, Tʜᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Lᴏʀᴅ ᴛʜʏ Gᴏᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʏ sᴏᴜʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ. 38 Tʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴍᴇɴᴛ. 39 Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛ, Tʜᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜʏ ɴᴇɪɢʜʙᴏᴜʀ ᴀs ᴛʜʏsᴇʟғ. 40 Oɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴍᴇɴᴛs ʜᴀɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘʜᴇᴛs."

Yᴏᴜ AME's Qᴜᴏᴛᴇ Tʜᴀᴛ Oɴᴇ Rʜᴇᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ EVERY SUNDAY! (I'ᴠᴇ Pʟᴀʏᴇᴅ Fᴏʀ Eɴᴏᴜɢʜ Oғ Yᴏᴜʀ Cʜᴜʀᴄʜᴇs Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ!).

Aɴᴅ, Wʜɪʟᴇ Wᴇ Aʀᴇ Aᴛ Iᴛ, Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Sɪɴɢ Oʀ Pʟᴀʏ Oɴᴇ Sɪɴɢʟᴇ Sᴏɴɢ Wʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ Oʀ Pᴇʀғᴏʀᴍᴇᴅ Bʏ Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ Qᴜᴇᴇʀ Gᴏsᴘᴇʟ Aʀᴛɪsᴛ EVER (Lɪᴠɪɴɢ Oʀ Dᴇᴀᴅ, GMWA)! OH, WAIT! YOU CAN'T -- BECAUSE YOU'D HAVE ALMOST NOTHING LEFT TO SING (Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Mᴀᴋᴇ Mᴇ Sᴛᴀʀᴛ Nᴀᴍɪɴɢ Yᴏᴜʀ Fᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs!)! Iғ Eᴠᴇʀʏ LGBTQIA Pᴇʀsᴏɴ Iɴ Cʜᴜʀᴄʜ (Esᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ Lᴇᴀᴅᴇʀsʜɪᴘ) Wᴀs Oᴜᴛᴛᴇᴅ Aᴛ Oɴᴄᴇ, Yᴏᴜ'ᴅ Pʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ Hᴀᴠᴇ A Mᴀss Sᴛʀᴏᴋᴇ! Aɴᴅ, Yᴏᴜ Hᴏᴍᴏᴘʜᴏʙɪᴄ CHURCH Mᴜsɪᴄɪᴀɴs Rᴇᴀʟʟʏ Nᴇᴇᴅ Tᴏ Qᴜɪᴛ Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ Yᴏᴜ Kɴᴏᴡ Iɴ Yᴏᴜʀ Hᴇᴀʀᴛs Hᴀʟғ Oғ Yᴏᴜʀ Hᴏᴍɪᴇs Aɴᴅ Mᴏsᴛ Oғ Yᴏᴜʀ Mᴇɴᴛᴏʀs Aʀᴇ GAY, GAY, GAY! Sᴏ, Hᴀᴠᴇ Sᴇᴠᴇʀᴀʟ 🛋️🛋️🛋️!

I Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Dᴏ Sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ, Iɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ Iɢɴᴏʀᴀɴᴛ, Aɴᴅ I Esᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Dᴏ Tʜᴇᴍ Wɪᴛʜ Hᴀᴛᴇ Mɪxᴇᴅ Iɴ, Aɴᴅ Iɴ Tʜᴇ Nᴀᴍᴇ Oғ Mʏ Gᴏᴅ! Pɪᴄᴋ Uᴘ A Bᴏᴏᴋ... Tᴀᴋᴇ A Cʟᴀss! Gᴏᴅ Aɴᴅ Sᴄɪᴇɴᴄᴇ Aʀᴇ NOT Mᴜᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ Exᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ! LEARN SOMETHING! Aɴᴅ, Wʜɪʟᴇ Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ Gɪᴠɪɴɢ Yᴏᴜʀ Hᴇᴀʀᴛ Tᴏ Jᴇsᴜs, BRING YOUR BRAIN TO CHURCH!

Yᴏᴜ Aʀᴇ NOT Fɪᴛ Tᴏ Jᴜᴅɢᴇ ANYBODY! Aɴᴅ, Iғ Yᴏᴜ Dᴏ Tʜɪɴᴋ Oғ Yᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ "Mᴏʀᴇ Hɪɢʜʟʏ Tʜᴀɴ Yᴏᴜ Oᴜɢʜᴛ", I Pʀᴀʏ Yᴏᴜʀ Hɪᴅᴅᴇɴ Pʟᴀᴄᴇs Gᴇᴛ Exᴘᴏsᴇᴅ, Tᴏᴏ. Mᴀʏʙᴇ Tʜᴇ Oɴʟʏ Wᴀʏ Tᴏ Lᴇᴀʀɴ Hᴏᴡ Tᴏ Lᴏᴠᴇ Lɪᴋᴇ Tʜᴇ Cʜʀɪsᴛ Yᴏᴜ Cʟᴀɪᴍ Tᴏ Sᴇʀᴠᴇ Is Tᴏ Bᴇ Hᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ Iɴ PUBLIC, Sᴏ Yᴏᴜ'ʟʟ Sᴇᴇ Tʜᴀᴛ Yᴏᴜ Aʀᴇ Nᴏ Bᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ Tʜᴀɴ Tʜᴏsᴇ Yᴏᴜ Pᴜʙʟɪᴄʟʏ Cᴏɴᴅᴇᴍɴ...

I'VE HAD ENOUGH! I Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Wᴀɴᴛ Tᴏ Hᴇᴀʀ, Sᴇᴇ, Oʀ Dɪsᴄᴜss Tʜɪs Aɴʏ Fᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴ Dᴇʙᴀᴛᴇ. Iғ Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ Nᴏᴛ Tʀʏɪɴɢ Tᴏ Lᴇᴀʀɴ Aɴᴅ Gʀᴏᴡ Aɴᴅ Wᴀʟᴋ Iɴ Aɢᴀᴘᴇ, Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ Mɪss Mᴇ Wɪᴛʜ Tʜᴇ Fᴏᴏʟɪsʜɴᴇss.

GOD LOVES EVERYBODY! Aɴᴅ, Gᴏᴅ Cᴀɴ Usᴇ ANYBODY!

#GᴇᴛIɴᴛᴏIᴛOʀGᴇᴛOᴠᴇʀIᴛ #LᴏᴠᴇIsAʟʟ

I Lᴏᴠᴇ Yᴏᴜ ALL, Bᴜᴛ Mʏ Bɪʙʟᴇ NEVER Sᴀɪᴅ I Cᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ Lᴏᴠᴇ Yᴏᴜ Fʀᴏᴍ A Dɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ. Gᴇᴛ RIGHT Oʀ Gᴇᴛ LEFT! Sʜᴀʟᴏᴍ.

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PS: Iғ Yᴏᴜ Cᴏᴍᴇ Fᴏʀ Mᴇ Wʀᴏɴɢ (Dɪsʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛғᴜʟʟʏ) Oɴ MY Pᴀɢᴇ Aʙᴏᴜᴛ MY Pᴏsᴛ, Yᴏᴜ Wɪʟʟ Gᴇᴛ Dʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ (Bʏ A Mᴜʟᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ - Sʜᴇ/Mᴇ/Hᴇʀ Is Lᴏᴠᴇᴅ Bʏ A Gʀᴇᴀᴛ Mᴀɴʏ Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ Wʜᴏ Aʟsᴏ Lᴏᴠᴇ Jᴇsᴜs)!

 

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