Spam: those annoying un-asked for emails you get in your inbox every day. Here’s my theory about spam:
It’s based on vices. It wants you to buy, buy, buy – that’s greed and always wanting more. It wants you to look at pornography. It wants you to buy stuff that will enhance your reproductive body parts; that appeals to lust. (Mine are fine just the way they are, thanks. Luke and I made a baby with no help from spammers.) They want you to fall for all kinds of scams – giving your contact information to your long-lost relative in Nigeria so you can inherit his money, that sort of thing. Why the heck would I want more money?!? I have plenty of food. I live in a nice apartment with an oven, microwave, fridge, toilet, shower and two sinks. I have more clothes than I have time to wear.
Lord, please send some of your most persistent angels to the spammers and get them to stop bugging me. I’d really appreciate it. I love you, God!
my Mother my Confidence,
Corinne