Some crappy religious Spirk fic I wrote while half asleep three months ago.

There is only one thing I've ever wanted, G-d and that is his love, his hand in marriage. I've studied his hands for years I wanted them intertwined with mine forever, to feel his thoughts forever. But it seemed he wanted only the affection of the fairer sex as humans call females. Then you made Jim swap bodies with Lester that was the first time our hands grasped for each other. Since then he never let go. The Terran bible says 'The lord is my Shepard, I shall not want.' this is apparently factual.