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| Left - Pastor Tim Stevenson |
She said,
Evil! Eeeeevil! God would never consort with sinners!
She called him Evil, like a title...couldn't even write it
had to use her mouth as the vile carrier for her twisted truth
that proud pious rebuke she burnt her lips with
then cooled her tongue with thank you...
the minty mouthwash of hypocrisy
She spat you'll go to hell, and all of them with you!
as the phone ran bloody with her curse,
verses like spikes she drove
out of order, and contradicted.
I know Jesus
I know he would sit across the table from a rebrobate
(me!)
would reach beyond his goblet
wine full...yes WINE, perhaps a cigar
haze like a holy spirit
to share, along with himself
and he'd say
........"Evil?
........A real piece of work, that one!
........As fast as I call 'em, she turns them away.
........I love her dearly."
(My brother in law has started Holy Smoke as "a gathering of truth —seekers enjoying a fine cigar and a beverage while discussing the 'deep' questions about life ... A real conversation about things that matter." He's under fire. But that's not unusual.)
