Of new years and strong feelings (The "God Told Me Edition)
Happy New Year! I know it's February, and we are way past the season's greetings, but rather than be rude, I decided to start today's edition of this blog post with a generic greeting as though I have not been absent for a million years. A lot has been happening, dear reader, and a lot shall continue to happen, but the show? It must go on regardless. I promise today I'm gonna keep this short because who has time to read? (You apparently do because you're here, but since it's the beginning of the year, I will spare you.) You're welcome! I'm gonna talk about that "God told me" business (it's always been the elephant in the room, and I think that elephant is there to stay). For years, I really struggled, and to a degree, I still struggle to openly, in conversation, say oh God told me this because uh, hello?? Told you where? Told you how? Told you? You? I would just gloss over it and say, "I had a really strong feeling..." Even though...
