I finished #TheChosen tonight. Well, at least, what's been filmed and released so far.

I did not know it was the last episode (so far) until I saw it.

#DERP.

I hate it when that happens. It happened to me a few years back when I was binging #Broadchurch (In my headcanon, it's the Tenth Doctor trying to lie low on 21st century earth from The Family Of Blood and having a REALLY bad time of it, lol).

I finished the last episode of the last season of Broadchurch and though, "Whew, that was amazing, what's up for next season? NEXT SEASON?! AUGGGGH!!! NOOOOO!!!"

But at least I know that The Chosen will be back.

Man, what an utterly amazing show. I've really felt drawn closer to the Lord because of it, even with its many anachronisms and inconsistencies. (And yes, I always, ALWAYS, ALWAYS harp on what a TERRIBLE transliteration "James" is. I will NOT let that go. Harrrumph!)

But yeah. Lovely, lovely show. Amazing work. I can't believe it's the son of (one of) the guy(s) that wrote all those impossibly kitchy pop-eschatology novels. Blech. #SorryNotSorry #LeftBehind, more like #LeftOnTheShelf #NoThankYou

Dang, I keep trying to end this toot on a high note, but I can't help but be super opinionated. lol

Sorry!