A thought from getting dressed.
All in Nonsense
They loved Jesus enough to put him right up against Canada Day and long weekends. That’s not nothing.
Maybe the first step of gathering is to realize who is lost. Or maybe I just think it’s funny to take things too literally.
I just couldn’t take it seriously, but I guess I’m also not to be taken seriously.
I don’t know. I think I just wanted to write a Mothers Day poem that had the word “episiotomy.”
Feels like taking the Lord’s name in vain to use his authority to crusade against a fake rabbit, no?
I had a lot of time to think about tithing, and I realized I only know how little I know.