God Wanted Me To Be Excited

I used to fiddle with myself under my cassock when I was a choir boy. I'm sure God wanted me to be excited by church.

I imagined, he spoke to me directly. "Make yourself... full of grace for me, and for all the choir boys and priests who have come before you."

He'd appear like a white light over the alter while the sermon droned on. "Love your... fellow man, in my name and my son's name and in the spirits name. Amen."

"Amen," I'd say.