QAF/BJ drabble: Shifting Clouds
QAF double drabble; found this on my hard drive | pairing: BJ | timeline: 122 | words: 200 | rated: G
Shifting Clouds
My mother spent almost two decades of her life hammering into my head how God has a plan for us all and how He was our only ticket to salvation. Every Sunday she dragged me to mass, made me seek God’s forgiveness for sins I had not (yet) committed and was never more proud of me than when I became an altar boy.
I spent the following years of my life thinking that anyone who could look at the world and still believe in God’s existence was a stupid fuckwad who didn’t deserve better. Prayers would never get you the job you wanted or the girl you’re lusting after. They don’t have the power to change people. God doesn’t cure cancer and prayers won’t grant you eternal happiness or stop your alcoholic husband from beating you.
After you spent a few years of your life asking for so very little and getting even less in return, you realize that. Eventually I stopped asking for things.
That was when I was given one.
Maybe your wish only gets granted when you’re not wishing for yourself. Because when I begged him to hold on until the ambulance arrived, God finally heard me.
Shifting Clouds
My mother spent almost two decades of her life hammering into my head how God has a plan for us all and how He was our only ticket to salvation. Every Sunday she dragged me to mass, made me seek God’s forgiveness for sins I had not (yet) committed and was never more proud of me than when I became an altar boy.
I spent the following years of my life thinking that anyone who could look at the world and still believe in God’s existence was a stupid fuckwad who didn’t deserve better. Prayers would never get you the job you wanted or the girl you’re lusting after. They don’t have the power to change people. God doesn’t cure cancer and prayers won’t grant you eternal happiness or stop your alcoholic husband from beating you.
After you spent a few years of your life asking for so very little and getting even less in return, you realize that. Eventually I stopped asking for things.
That was when I was given one.
Maybe your wish only gets granted when you’re not wishing for yourself. Because when I begged him to hold on until the ambulance arrived, God finally heard me.