It should be said that I don’t hate Broward & think it’s a beautifully diverse utopia in a devilishly red state but I personally need to leave and just start fresh.
Working on a historical research journal about Puerto Rico for my book series and highkey it got me blushing. Like why am I turning myself on rn be so serious,
God is Love in the sense that this omnipresent entity’s grace only shows up and makes things work when you’re in the space to receive it & embody it in your actions towards others. We are made in the image of love. We only function well we operate in our functional design.