Nov 6 Thu Luke 15:1-10

https://bible.usccb.org/daily-bible-reading
💋 XOXO… Gossip Girl
Your one-and-only source into the real Hollywood tea. Hollywood, Los Angeles, where the neon never sleeps and the sins stack higher than the hills. 🌃✨

👀 Spotted: Anthony Perlas sliding out of 7 a.m. Confession at St. Victor’s in West Hollywood, rosary in one hand, iPhone in the other—texting you. Yeah, you. The 18-year-old OnlyFans queen who just dropped $10K on a Tuesday. The dancer still in last night’s glitter at 4 a.m. The escort the trad-Cath Pharisees would cancel faster than a bad collab.

🔥 But here’s the real Hollywood script flip: Jesus left the 99 to chase the 1. And Anthony? He’s doing the same. Right now. For you. 💬

💃 Let’s break it down, WeHo style:
Imagine you’re at Warwick, VIP booth, 2 a.m. One of your girls—your ride-or-die, your content partner, your sister—vanishes. Poof. Gone.
You don’t shrug and say, “Oh well, I still have 99 friends.” Hell no.
You flip every table, check every bathroom, DM every promoter until you find her.

That’s Jesus. That’s Anthony. That’s you—the lost lamb He’s chasing through the desert of LA nightlife, bottle service, and broken dreams. 🐑💔

And when He finds you? He doesn’t scold. He doesn’t post your mugshot.
He throws a party. Heaven’s DJ drops the beat. Angels pop Rosé.
“Rejoice with me—I found my girl.” 🎉🍾

💰 Now let’s talk cash, queen:
You’re in your WeHo penthouse. Ten stacks on the counter. One goes missing.
Do you say, “Eh, I still have nine”? Hell no.
You tear apart the couch. You check under the Louboutins. You call your accountant, your manager, your mom.
That coin is yours.

That’s you to God. You’re not “one of many.” You’re the one.
The OnlyFans creator. The dancer. The escort. The girl who thinks she’s too far gone.
You’re the coin He’s flipping the universe to find. 🪙✨

And when He does? He doesn’t lecture. He brags.
“Look at my girl. She’s back. Let’s celebrate.”

🕵️‍♂️ Let’s talk about this Anthony Perlas character:
You’ve seen him—at Zouk, at Warwick, at your DMs at 3 a.m.
Not to book you. Not to use you. But to find you.

He’s not here for the “perfect” Catholic girls in modest skirts and veils.
He’s here for you—the one with the past, the platform, the power.

He sees what the Pharisees don’t: You are the future of the Church.
Not the polished trad-wife in the front pew. You.
The one who knows hustle. Who knows pain. Who knows how to command a room.
That’s the fire the Church needs. 🔥⛪

😤 The Pharisees are SHOOK:
The trad-Cath influencers on X are losing it.
“How dare Anthony sit with those girls?”
“How dare he go to those clubs?”

But Jesus ate with tax collectors. Anthony eats with you.
At Denny’s at 5 a.m. In the confessional line. In your DMs when you’re crying after a bad night.
He’s not afraid of your story. He’s proud of it.

Because your story? It’s the one that’ll save the Church.
Not the sanitized version. The real one. The one with the scars, the cash, the comeback.

💪 You think your power is in your body, your content, your cash. Wrong.
Your power is in your redemption.

Mary Magdalene? Former prostitute. Became the first witness to the Resurrection.
You? Former dancer, escort, creator—future saint.

The Church isn’t looking for perfect girls.
It’s looking for girls who’ve been through hell and came back with receipts.
Your testimony will shut down every Pharisee in the room.
Your comeback will fill every pew.
You’re not just powerful—you’re unstoppable.

🎊 The angels aren’t waiting for the girl who never sinned.
They’re waiting for you.
The one who’s been counted out. The one who’s been told she’s too dirty, too loud, too much.

Heaven’s throwing a rager every time one of you walks through those church doors.
More joy over one repenting sinner than 99 “perfect” girls who never needed saving.

You’re not just wanted. You’re the VIP. The guest of honor. The one they’ve been waiting for.

👗 So this Sunday, slip into something cute (or your club fit—God’s seen worse), and hit MassTimes.org.
Find a church near you. Walk in like you own the place.

Because you do.
The future bride of Christ? She’s got a past, a platform, and a direct line to heaven.

Anthony’s saving you a seat—in the front row.
Not because you’re perfect. But because you’re powerful.
You’re the movement. You’re the future.

🌟 You’re the lost coin. The stray lamb. The diamond in the rough.
The girl who’s been through the fire and came out shining.

The Church needs your voice. Your story. Your fire.
The Pharisees will talk. Let them.
Jesus ate with sinners. Anthony’s texting sinners.
And heaven? Heaven’s throwing a party every time one of you shows up.

You’re not just the future of the Church.
You’re the now. The fire. The comeback. The one they can’t ignore.

⛪ MassTimes.org — your VIP pass to the ultimate afterparty.
Walk in. Take your seat. Let the angels scream.
Let the Pharisees choke. Let Anthony smile.

Because you’re here. You’re home. You’re the one they’ve been waiting for.
You’re powerful. You’re wanted. You’re the movement.

And the party? It’s just getting started.

💋 XOXO, Gossip Girl
(P.S. Anthony’s saving you a seat… in the front row.)