I don't know at what point I became such a devout Christian but I did.
Except that I don't seem like a devout Christian, except for the skirts and dresses, which actually came about when I started connecting to my ancestors, and then became a comfort thing.
I don't tithe, I'm not part of a Church, I first talked to Jesus while working as a psychic, God has been blessing me my whole life, even when I didn't acknowledge him. I pretty much live like a heathen.
Except I was given the gift to profess. And I KNOW that all Jesus wants from me is for me to love Him. Everything else will fall into place, and everything will grow from there, even my faith, and the way I show my love.
Like now, when writing this post wishing everyone a Happy Easter.
May there be love and peace in your heart. And may you Love the way you know how, even if its just a little, every day.
Happy Easter Lions.
