She hushed stars to sleep,
tucked Moon under covers,
folded fleece dew,
and pruned black hole residue.
Fiona, the hare-maid: hopped ocean for sky, shined Sun’s glare and polished cloud reflection. a mystery and a whim, she lived in watery wordless still small of day.
1 inch octopus tongue
3 watts firefly butt
88 sunshine beam smiles
9 cups pebbles, sprinkles, dew medley
1 pond warm fuzzies
4 baby yaks
For the frosting:
6 gallons fairy turds
2 whale songs
1/4 cup daisy doilies
11 minutes wind chime melody
top right corner of sunrise from September 5, 1542
Enjoy with your neighbors. Dance long. Sing strong. Look up. Rest. Run. Laugh till the fun’s done. Repeat.
“have you felt the tug
the longing to be who you truly are
you try try try try try try try try
yet in all your try-ing
you end up on the floor
“the Bible says all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God
the Bible says the wages of sin is death
(don’t take my word, get into the Word yourself).”
“if sin leads to death, is there any way out?
is there a lifeline? hope? HeLp??!!?
(I need help…)”
“there is a Way:
He loves you so He died your death so you could
“CRIKEY COOKIES. come again?!?!!!
so, you’re saying, I TOTALLY offended the King of the UNIVERSE who knows everything I
and He is JUST so He’s gotta judge which means I’m totally DEAD,
and there was NOTHING I could do about it???”
“BUT! (biggest but ever) God loves me! so He took my place! right?”
“correct. believe in Jesus. we’re saved by grace through faith. salvation is a free gift. what do you do with a gift?”
“regift to my great aunt, Flowita!! love her! she’s a professional fruitcake baker”
“??? well, usually you just open it, and enjoy it.”
“Oh, WoW! thank you Jesus!
AHHhhhhHhhhhHhH!!!!!!!!” *breakdancing and olympic singing into the sunset*
#gospel #goodnews #grace
secret: sometimes I sip sea & burp ships, seals & mermaiden songs.