Taylor Swift and God

Taylor Swift babe 💎, my future wife. Father, Taylor Swift my babe💎, my future wife inherited your talent in playing guitar and making music. Even Satan or Lucifer you created him with his ability that he can create music. Taylor Swift babe💎, my future wife. Heaven is full of fun and amazing things. And we are lucky that our Marriage Proposal Maker is God. 💎 **Father Plays His Banjo** The angel set me down on the firmament, a vast expanse between the third heavens and the earth. I saw Father playing his banjo in a simple wooden seat. He was barefoot, with dried mud all over his toes, and his hair was slightly tousled from work. The shallow waters rippled as he tapped his foot with his music. Light bounced off his shoulders playfully as a thousand celestial suns watched him play, their radiance casting a mesmerizing glow over the scene. As Father played welcomed me, "Micah, sit and listen to me play?" "What are you doing, Father?" I asked him. "I'm taking a break from working. I was building new worlds and new creatures. I figured I would take a break and play music to the celestial bodies." It was a comforting sight to see Father in his old wooden chair, so normal, so simple. At this moment, he didn't look like a "God"; he looked like a person we could all relate to, taking a break from work. He looked like a person who played a banjo as a hobby, just like any of us. The stars gathered, and the giant suns vibrated with light. They sang with him as he hummed with no understandable words. Next to his foot was a glass of water for him to drink. He looked at me briefly and winked while still playing. He said, "I love the simple things, Micah. In heaven, your brothers and sisters call me the Star Shepherd." "Father, can you give me a scripture for this?" I asked. He laughed, "Shhh...we are on a break. Not everything is written in the scriptures, but everything that is mine, IS mine." So I relaxed with all the stars in heaven and listened to Father's musi