Beloved… Beloved, awaken my soul to your calming presence. AHH! I am NOT CALM! Beloved, I have run out of words. Really, I have run out of polite words. Beloved, I want to scream, “This f**king sucks!”, but your people in your holy place tell me that’s not allowed. Unbecoming of a young lady. Not … Continue reading A retelling of Psalm 116: For when you can’t go on