Fox Biddable (2)

   "Fox Biddable (2)"
   
   And Healing Eagle told Jenny McGee:  "And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehend it not."
   The twosome were sitting on Jenny's futon in the mid-grade suburbs, always sprawling, and her Dad was drunk upstairs, watching NASCAR, giggling goofy-ways over Ricky Bobby's WONDER BREAD car, that probably produced near 600 horses.
   Jenny asked Healing Eagle:  "What is the light?"
   Healing Eagle's crow's feet crinkled as he smiled and took a drag on his organic cigarette, making the cherry glow a brilliant blue/red.  And he answered, saying:  "There are four kinds of light, but the fourth is all that you need to know--the light of Christ.  Once He resides within you, all is possible, and nothing is impossible, for He will become the vine, and you His branch."
   Jenny did a redneck/valley girl scratch of her champagne blonde, asking:  "What does this have to do with foxes?"
   "Your animal guide you never choose--it chooses you.  And unlike Herod, you are not a bad fox, but must proclaim--Blessed is He Who comes in the Name of the Lord.  You see sister, animism is true.  And Christ is the Author of Life.  Everything vibrates on a certain frequency, and your fox wants you to be cunning, but only if you can balance it with kindness.  Cunning alone is nastily nefarious.  You must deny your awkwardness, and walk on four paws, having a better grip of the Earth.  With Christ in you, no matter how small your animal guide is, you can outshine any adversary."
   Jenny was like:  "Is this a whole werefox thing?  Like in manga?"
   Healing Eagle laughed.  "No, this is the essence of you, and what you can become, no matter how chaste or impoverished, knowing God will provide with other branches that produce good fruit."
   Jenny giggled, not getting it, yet could feel an agility of wisdom approaching. 
   Next, Healing Eagle said:  "Now, let us take our sorry asses to Church."