I said some prayers for Catherine today. I have prayed for Catherine since I first saw her back when I was in the mortal sphere many years ago.
I didn't usually attend the movies (and even now they only come in kind of fuzzy on the peepingstones), because of the filth and my desire to avoid the appearance of evil, but since this one (Zorro) was about the descendants of the Lamanites, I figured it would be OK.
I thought that Ms. Zeta-Jones was the loveliest daughter of Eve I had seen since I had seen. Well, at least since Eve herself, who I saw daily on the big screen every morning in the temple. In fact, it has always been my desire (and the main emphasis of my prayers) that one day maybe she will, in fact, become my Eve, and I will become her Adam. I already had the temple work done for Audry Hepburn and was planning on having her sealed as my first wife before I saw Ms. Zeta-Jones. I decided to give her the honor instead, and now I just have to wait a few years I guess. And now from the looks of it she has some kind of disease. Another testament to my perseverance and faith? You never know. But I can at least wait a little while longer. Charity is, afterall, long suffering. I just hope she doesn't smoke.
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