God loves sluts.
I know it in the depths of my soul.
Not in spite of who they are or what they do.
No.
Who they are and what they do are sweet music in divine ears.
I choose the word 'slut' intentionally.
And I realize it has been weaponized against women.
Let's change that.
Instead of shaming, let it be proclaiming.
Instead of incarceration, let it be liberation.
Instead of condemnation, let it be celebration.
Let's celebrate her whether she's slutty with her lover of many years
or the attractive stranger she just met.
Celebrate her whether she's slutty with the same lover for decades
or multiple lovers in the same day.
Let's celebrate her choice.
Celebrate her orgasmic power.
Celebrate her heart blowing wide open as her body trembles with explosive bliss.
And whether she's flying her slut flag high
Or desperately trying to hide it from judgmental eyes
I want my books to be a safe space for her
A place for her to explore the slutty places in her heart and mind.
Feel them.
Experience them.
And celebrate them.
Because God loves her.