Living Water Reformed Church
you know when i called that church today, i spoke to an elder – i almost asked if they were from Afghanistan – because they know more than these elders i think ? unless they are into child abuse and gay marriage – gay parades, because the holy flower ( French – or root of the off shoot of David does not ) of a Jew birth place in Christ is not – and neither would have been Mohamed – they asked me about child molesters – i think you have your answer at the stag shop – i said no remorse or forgiveness, it’s tie a rock around their head and throw them into the sea – it be better than the wrath of g’d
w2.2.10a – man or mouse? but can you change water into wine, and bring fire out in the midst of you ?
time check : 9:24 hrs., : call made to Living Water Reformed Church Home Page to thank them for the lovely meal yesterday, and to address an issue, concerning whistling in church – in jail years ago the guards whistled, and some times still do, to aggravate prisoners, that it was used to cover up the sound of beatings – i then referred to the Prison of Christ « Arthur2rcasc’s Blog and that this soup kitchen, doubled as a church – as it stated Sanctuary on the door, a questionable matter – and that i felt it inappropriate for him to whistle in the church, as it is indicated as a house towards the Lord – considering these facts – he replied he was making joyful noise unto the Lord – i assured him, the lord probably did not appreciate it, i know i don’t – i then tried to enlighten him to some degrees to my being – and referred him to this web site – grace and peace – and i regret my computer phone cut us off – however i do hope you find the site, and enjoy your reading and enlightenment – so in short can you stop blowing in my ear – I’m not that type of guy “ C sucker “ – ken and my brother-in-law do it all the time – to annoy me – like sticking a tongue out at you Ken, and Dale Henderson which is like urinating in the cigarette butt cans – or the water bottles on my bike – or spitting on me as i ride by on the bike, or in the police holding cells at the court house – things like that