Malcolm Wesley WREST
....well....yeah I'll be worrying! While I wouldn't place the poison in it directly,
I'm very worried that I may have now missed the opportunity to mix the "Kool-Aid" for him!
(Would you like "Double Double Cherry" or "Triple Awesome Grape" with your cyanide, Mr Apostle sir.....?)
Every dog has his day, huh, Dave?
Maybe he could don a black jumpsuit and some brand-new Nikes and "beam down" by himself to whatever circle of hell he came from to begin with.
So long David, have a good trip. Maybe you can hand out to yourself one of them first class tickets to The Resurrection.
Bob the Angel can meet you on the other side of the veil and welcome you into your eternal reward. The proof is in the pudding, David!Rayford had a strange urge to hug his angel, and at that instant his angel reached out to hug him. "Call me Bob," he said, and Rayford registered surprise at such an un-angelic name.
"A bit common, you think?" asked Bob. "Actually, names are not a big deal up here. We never get lost, and people know when they're being addressed personally -- like I'm doing with you right now -- but Bob'll do, if you feel more comfortable using a name."
"Thanks, Bob," Rayford responded. And then his thoughts turned to Irene.
"She's here," Bob reassured him. "You'll see her later. But you'll also come to love everyone here as much as you love her. And the Lord... why, he'll be the greatest love of all!"
Rayford could instantly see the truth in what Bob was saying. On earth he had had a special relationship with Irene; she was his personal responsibility. But here... everyone existed to love and please God. The marriage party, as they called it, was a celebration of their corporate union with God. The euphoria that Rayford had been experiencing since he first rose sleepily up onto his knees there in the Temple Mount enclosure was greater than any pleasure he could ever remember having experienced back on earth, including sex. He did not even miss Irene now, or feel impatient about seeing her. He knew instinctively that they were one already... not only with each other, but with all the saints throughout history. They were one in their worship of God. They were entering into a new marriage -- a marriage to God.
Rayford's mind took another turn, and once again Bob turned with him.
"Back on earth?" Bob asked. "They're pretty upset, I can tell you that!" he said with a laugh. "Ol' Dangchao is trying to tell them that we're an alien starship coming to destroy the earth. Guess we are in a way. But he doesn't dare mention God. If he did, maybe they would see the futility of fighting us, and repent.
"Israel's in a mess at the moment. Nearly 7,000 dead already from the quake. But Dangchao is untouched by it. He doesn't think of anyone but himself. Right now he's screaming for military support from every country on earth. Fighter jets, nuclear weapons, rockets, missiles, anything they can find to blow a few holes in our outer shield."
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 11/07/2010 10:03PM by zeuszor.