Thursday, 23 October 2025
1766
Lawrence now has at least two tattoos on his upper left arm (he is dressed in an olive green T shirt). A red rose and a green and blue hummingbird.
"When did you get those tattoos", say I.
"The day after I completed my practicum and was hired fulltime by the mental health team", he says.
"Is everything that Jesus just said about your past the truth?" says Carl.
He replies grimly, "Nothing that Jesus ever says is going to be anything but the truth."
"I am glad you are beginning to recognize the true identity of your Host here", says the young Jesus. "Shall I continue?"
"As if I could do anything to stop you", he mutters tersely.
"that was also the same day you found an apartment with your girlfriend, Sarah, and you were together for almost six years, or till this very day, since she has flown off to Thailand without you. Sarah is the recreation therapist who soon came on board at the same mental health team. You began seeing each other just eighteen months before you graduated, while still living with your grandparents. Unfortunately they have both since passed away, but they are with me now, and they are both quite aware that you broke your side of the deal with them and started having sex with Sarah just days after your first meeting....
"So tell you something I don't already know." "Both your grandparents, because as you do know they perished, already in their late eighties last year together, in a car crash, pleaded your case to me when they appeared before me after the accident. I have promised them I would move heaven and earth to get to their beloved grandson, and this is why I have summoned you here. I arranged that you become the case manager of my beloved servant here, Christopher, whose name by the way means Christ Bearer, knowing that very shortly after, almost the very same moment, would open up the opportunity to bring you here into my presence, Lawrence." "And you suppose that by kidnapping me against my will that I am actually going to come to love you." "For the first time ever, my dear Lawrence, that ember finally is beginning to warm in your heart, and I plan to blow it to a consuming flame..."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment