“Woman, let My light wash away your shadow. Let My brilliance remove all Darkness. And Color. And maybe you should wear sunglasses the next time you bask in My Awesomeness. ‘Kay?”
“Lord. Listen. Would it have killed you to give me some eyes? Or fingers. How about some fingers. What good is an opposable thumb without fingers? And while you’re at it could you take about 12 inches off the equator? I’m always getting asked if I’m pregnant – a bit inappropriate for a nun. In thy holy name… amen.” Eric the Ex-Coworker
“Lord, I beseech thee.
Give me shading.”
Eric the Ex-Coworker
“Woman, let My light wash away your shadow.
Let My brilliance remove all Darkness.
And Color.
And maybe you should wear sunglasses the next time you bask in My Awesomeness.
‘Kay?”
Isn’t that the Muslim prayer position?
It could be a move in interpretive dance.
“Lord.
Listen. Would it have killed you to give me some eyes?
Or fingers. How about some fingers. What good is an opposable thumb without fingers?
And while you’re at it could you take about 12 inches off the equator? I’m always getting asked if I’m pregnant – a bit inappropriate for a nun.
In thy holy name… amen.”
Eric the Ex-Coworker