Well one thing’s for sure, Ted Cruz lives inside your, uh, “brain”.
So an unrelated thought or happening goes into your brain and mingles with the ever-present Ted Cruz and somehow all of us are supposed to “go stupid” and believe there’s a connection when none exists.
Fantasy.
You would love there to be something there but there isn’t.
You want it so bad you fantasize it then post that as though it means something.
It means zero.
Would you like it if someone did that to YOU?
I think not.
I’ve been through a few Bakkers and Falwels.
I could be wrong, and I might be, but, if a knife cuts once, and it cuts twice, and then a third and seventh time, that knife might be sharp.
You guys go ahead and put all your eggs in your Jesus basket, me I’m not so convinced that Cruz is the second coming of Christ, and if he is, I think my God is going to forgive me for not recognizeing him as such, after all, he didn’t light a bush on fire or double the wine at his event.
But hey, my mom believed that buying Franklin Mint Jesus dishes and prayer candles would get her closer to heaven, and that gave her the will to live on, so who am I to dash your hopes?
You go for it. If Cruz gives you ever lasting life and redemption for your sins, well then by all means... pray on brother.