Talk to my God like He’s remote, unloving or ominous. He is not the god of dimly-lit shrines, forbidding intermediaries or blood oaths taken at midnight. He is closer than my skin, more in love with me than I can be with myself and more open than the sky.
The Things I No Longer Do
Oreoluwa Fakorede

Thank you for this gorgeous reminder <3

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