Shortly after, God whispered in my ear and told me that he sent an urban soul to wed my rural spirit. A soul mate! Thus I laughed when I truly realized I was interacting with my future. And I laughed even harder when I realized that we grew up on opposite sides of the track. Baffled by such a beautiful package, I asked God the terms under which I can keep it. His response: “You can keep the package so long as you both forever acknowledge that it was ME who joined you.”
A few days later God added the other disclaimer, “By the way, the package I sent is NOT fragile. It was bound perfectly by me, and thus will withstand any situation…so long as you keep ME in the forefront of your hearts and minds.” I don’t shout often guys, but I can’t lie…I cried out Hallelujah!
Wikipedia defines soul mate as “a person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity, similarity, love, intimacy, sexuality, spirituality, or compatibility. A related concept is that of the twin flame or twin soul, which is thought to be the ultimate soul mate.” I can dig it.
Now I have something more definitive for my situation. This wonderfully created man is my SoulJah, which I created to mean, “connected souls by the grace of Jah.”
Now, my dear readers, I’m inspired to write Calamity Part III; which isn’t such a calamity after all. But I haven’t honed in on the exact wording for it yet, so you all will have to wait a little longer for the finale. In fact, I think I will change the series name to Blessings.