Forked Tongues & Favored
“I don't think you unworthy / I need a moment to deliberate”
“Uninvited” by Alanis Morissette
A Serpent walks into the tabernacle and sits in the front of the garden—uninvited, unmistakable, and pretends innocence. The sermon is on resurrection, and she wore leprosy. Possessed, we know there's no pray it away. The Serpent’s silence was scripture in reverse—three denials in every minute.
Then, vanished in the exodus, no word, one glance, no peace be upon you. Righteous rage is not sin. It is survival. It is prophecy. It is the divine reminder that even those cast out return to rise—and that some miracles tremble.