If you’re ever in the mood to be looked at like you fell one too many times headfirst off the turnip truck, tell people God spoke to you today. The conversation usually goes something like this:
“God spoke to you.”
“Yes.”
“So the skies opened, there was this blinding light, and a voice boomed out from the heavens. Gee, . . . → Read More: You Whisper Something My Heart Can Understand
