Happy Sunday evening, Yall.
TRUE STORY:
Tonight, I had the pleasure of proclaiming the word, for our Black Catholic History Month Mass. Although I’ve been doing this since seventh grade, I still get nervous. The Archbishop of Baltimore, and priests from other Black churches, within the city, were all present. Even the pastor from my former church, was present.
While in the Sacristy (where the ministers join to prepare for mass), there were eight priests and me. I started having this major Hotflash. Sweat was pouring. Yall, I thought they were about to do an exorcism on me😂😂😂😂 . The way my hair started puffing up, and my ears and my ears started turning red, I thought for sure they thought I was turning into Ms. Satan😂😂😂. One priest, began fanning me with the bulletin. Listen, I said “Lord, who did I curse out? Wait Lord, what did I do? “.😂😂Yall, I’m trying to live right, but the way these flashes are set up, I think God is trying to e
warn me, because hooooneey…I CANT TAKE THE FLICKING HEAT!!!
SN I THINK MY FORMER PASTOR TOLD THE OTHER PRIESTS, THAT I NEEDED LAYING OF THE HANDS…EXTRA PRAYER…A CIEAUNCE(SP) OR SOMETHING. 😂😂🤣🤣
After Mass, I couldn’t stop and talk to anyone. I NEEDED AIR!!! NO PICTURES, NO NOTHING. HOW can you want to talk in this inferno?😂😂😂. Idk ladies, these private Summers are evil, and I can’t take it.👹😡🤬🥵🥵🥵🥵
Have an amazing night, and stay cool!
Dani 💋❤️



