"When it rains..."
Last night, I didn't pray… but, I did ask God quite a few questions. Well, I asked the same questions a few times over and over again. Why would he create me to be this way--?Why does he like seeing me so confused so often? Like… why would he create me to be attracted to both men and women if that was supposed to be wrong?
My question and answer session was supposed to be longer, but after a loud crackle of thunder ripped through the atmosphere, I took the hint. God had heard me. And, he wasn't too pleased with my inquiries. I wiggled down into the warmest folds of my sheets, and I fell asleep.