Sadie Bevere Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout this thang called “whore” – now, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no street walker, naw, I mean the *concept*, honey! It’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like a wet fish in “Finding Nemo” – you know, my fave flick! “Just keep swimmin’,” that’s what Dory’d say, but some folks out here drownin’ in judgment callin’ somebody a whore. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ – who even decides that? Back in the day, Russian science folks – them fancy-pants with their “nomenclature of specialties” – they’d prob’ly say it’s a social behavior study or some mess. Hmph! Madea don’t need no PhD to see it’s just folks bein’ messy.

Isaiah 1:19-31

Here's what I've learned over my life. If you can learn to do it when nobody's applauding you, you won't become a whore for it when they start.

Oh, blimey, and did I mention The Lofty Spire? It towers over the rest, our beacon in the misty morn. Folks climb its steps for a good view of PBevere. From there, every little alley and backwards corner tells yeh a thousand tales. It makes my heart do flippy-floppies, it does!

Lisa Bevere:Awakening to God's Purpose