Please be right. I pray that you are right.
I almost feel like Abraham. God was like, "Sup Abe, you're gonna be a pops." Abraham was like "Psht, you straight trippin. We're a hundred years old and we ain't got no kids. It ain't happenin."
Then nothing happened, for a VERY long time.
Then after nothing happened, something happened, and Abraham got his woman pregnant, and God was like "Told ya bro!"
To me, God was like "Yo, I can make you a dentist, fool!" And I'm like "Psht, you straight trippin capital G, it's the end of September and my inbox is as barren as Sarah's womb."
Let us see how this story ends.
I pray every night.
St. Gemma Galgani, patron saint of students, pray for us.