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The Three Trees

Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. 

The first little tree looked up at the stars and said: "I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I'll be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!" 

The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on it's way to the ocean. "I want to be traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I'll be the strongest ship in the world!" 

The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. "I don't want to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me, they'll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world." 

Years passed. The rain came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, "This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his ax, the first tree fell. "Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!" The first tree said. 

The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, "This tree is strong. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his ax, the second tree fell. "Now I shall sail mighty waters!" thought the second tree. "I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!" 

The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. "Any kind of tree will do for me," he muttered. With a swoop of his ax, the third tree fell. 

The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter's shop. But the carpenter fashioned the tree into a feedbox for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold, nor with treasure. She was coated with saw dust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals. 

The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river. Instead she was taken to a little lake. 

The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. "What happened?" The once tall tree wondered. "All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God..."

Many, many days and night passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. "I wish I could make a cradle for him." her husband whispered. 

The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and the sturdy wood. "This manger is beautiful." she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world. 

One evening a tired traveler and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveler fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew she did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. 

The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Peace." The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew she was carrying the king of heaven and earth. 

One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man's hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled[font=Lucida Sans Unicode][/font] with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God's love had changed everything. 

It had made the third tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world. 

The next time you feel down because you didn't get what you want, sit tight and be happy because God is thinking of something better to give you.

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I have chosen to take the story below as one of my favorites.

This shows that no matter how rough and disgusting our journey may be, it doesn't mean God isn't putting our dreams into consideration. It only shows He is not just taking us through a journey that leads to our dreams but that leads to the excellency of the dream...

I do not know how to really express my words

Pidgin2, Muafrika2, analice107 please I will like you all to go through the story below and tell your thoughts on it.

I was going through the book of Matthew when I noticed "the abomination of desolation" in the 15th verse of the 24th chapter.

“So when you see standing in the holy place ‘the abomination that causes desolation,’ spoken of through the prophet Daniel—let the reader understand—
Mt 24:15 NIV

And my Bible referred me to the book of Daniel:

He will confirm a covenant with many for one ‘seven.’ In the middle of the ‘seven’ he will put an end to sacrifice and offering. And at the temple he will set up an abomination that causes desolation, until the end that is decreed is poured out on him. ”
Daniel 9:27 NIV


“His armed forces will rise up to desecrate the temple fortress and will abolish the daily sacrifice. Then they will set up the abomination that causes desolation.
Daniel 11:31 NIV


“From the time that the daily sacrifice is abolished and the abomination that causes desolation is set up, there will be 1,290 days.
Daniel 12:11 NIV

There are various abominations in the Bible but which one is the abomination that causes desolation?

Any theologians in the house?

Cc: 4everGod3, kingebukasblog, oaroloye,alBHAGDADI, DoctorAlien, MrPresident1, Junia, Pidgin2, Wilgrea7, enshy, Winners01, 4kings, skeendyke, Gboyee4fun, analice107, Scholar8200, GoodMuyis....

Please anyone who can help

Nothing Can Separate

From her bedroom window, Rebecca eyed the children playing in the snow enviously. How she longed to play with them!
“Now, Rebecca,” she remembered her father telling her that morning. “You can’t play in the snow today.”

“Why not, Father?” Rebecca had asked. Every day, the neighborhood children gathered at a park just behind Rebecca’s house.

“Just trust me, Rebecca. It’s not what’s best for you today,” her father had replied.

At the time, Rebecca had responded by kissing her father on his cheek and assuring him that she would stay inside and read. But now she was having second thoughts.

It is beautiful outside, she thought to herself. It was true: the sun was shining brilliantly. Why wouldn’t her father let her go play?

Why should she have to miss out on all the fun?
When a snowball exploded just outside her window, Rebecca decided she couldn’t stand it any longer. She simply had to go join the others!
Leaving her book on the table, Rebecca slipped outside. She tried to tell herself she was having a good time, but all the while her heart felt uncomfortable. She kept looking this way and that, fearful least her father see her.
After a few hours, Rebecca finally said her goodbyes and headed back towards the house. She wanted to be safely lodged in her room before her father came home.

Intent on getting to her room as quickly as possible, Rebecca didn’t see the mitten someone had left on the stairs until her foot slipped on it. Next thing she knew, she had fallen several stairs. To her horror, she noticed that she had hit her father’s favorite picture when she fell! A huge gash ran along the front of the picture.

Normally, Rebecca would have hurried immediately to her father after such a fall so he could doctor her up and make her feel better. But not this time. How could she face her father right now? She had disobeyed him and ruined his favorite picture! Biting her lips to keep from crying out, Rebecca grabbed the ruined picture and hobbled to her room.

For the remainder of the day, she lay in agony. Her body ached from the bruises she received on her fall. But her heart—ah, that ached worse of all! She felt certain that her father would no longer love her. She had messed up in the past, but surely this time she had gone too far! He would probably never want to speak to her again. How could he still love her?

She sobbed uncontrollably on her pillow. She had always been close to her father. They had played and studied together. They had laughed and cried together. But not now. No, she felt certain that all those wonderful times were over.

Who knows how long she would have lain thus had not her nanny come in to check on her. Rebecca’s nanny had a way about her of finding out exactly what was wrong and offering solid, wise counsel. Tonight was no exception.

“Rebecca, dear,” she said firmly, but gently. “You’ve been very wrong. But you must not continue in your wrongness by sitting here. You must go to your father with the broken picture in your hand and tell him everything.”

“Oh, but I can’t! I’m not worthy of His love!” Rebecca sobbed.

Her nanny sighed patiently. “You were no more worthy of it yesterday than today, child. Your father loves you because you’re his daughter, not because of anything you do or don’t do. Hasn’t he told you everyday since you were a little girl, ‘I love you’? Do you doubt his word? Do you really think his love is dependent on you?”

Doubt his word—that was an angle Rebecca had never thought of before. Maybe she should go see her father…yes, she must go see him, for if she didn’t, she’d never be able to rest.

So, still shaking and trembling with fear, Rebecca limped down the hall to the living room. She paused at the doorway. Her father was sitting in his favorite chair, just like he did every night. He looked up when she entered, and a smile radiating with love illuminated his face.

“Ah, you’ve come at last! I’ve been waiting. Come, sit here on my lap.” As he spoke, he opened his arms widely.
Rebecca couldn’t stand it. “Oh, you don’t understand, Father! You can’t love me anymore. I’ve been terribly wicked and-” Rebecca held up the picture frame for her father to see.

“I know, Rebecca—more than you think. I watched you go outside. I watched you fall and hit the picture frame. I saw it all.”

“You did?” Rebecca was flabbergasted. “But-but weren’t you at work?”

Her father shook his head. “I took the day off to spend some special time with you. That’s why I told you not to go outside to play. Ever since I saw you fall, I’ve been longing for you to come to me so I could bandage your wounds and help you. Won’t you come now?”

Rebecca could hardly believe her ears. Her father had planned to spend the afternoon with her…and she had missed it. Oh, what foolishness! Yet her father knew it all…and loved her anyway. Could it be? “But, Father, how can you love me now?”

Rebecca’s father smiled a smile she would never forget. “Rebecca, dear, I loved you before you were born. You’re my daughter. And I will always love you. Although sometimes your actions will result in consequences you could have avoided, nothing can ever separate you from my love. Now won’t you come and let me help you with those bruises?”

“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or unclothedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written, For thy sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.” Romans 8:35-37
http://www.christianperspective.net/articles/stories

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Wt4JKGnnKk

It's time to shine again by Sinach



The Tides of Providence
Poet: Patience Strong

It's not what you gather, but what you sow,
That gives the heart a warming glow.
It's not what you get, but what you give,
Decides the kind of life you live.

It's not what you have,
But what you spare.
It's not what you take,
But what you share
That pays the greater dividend
And makes you richer in the end.

It's not what you spend upon yourself
Or hide away upon a shelf,
That brings a blessing for the day.
It's what you scatter by the way.

A wasted effort it may seem.
But what you cast upon the stream
Comes back to you recompense
Upon the tides of providence.

"Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God can count the number of apples in a seed."
Robert H. Schuller

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jd2C8Gmm23s

Please, someone should call out akintom for me. I'm missing him oo and I want to know about when he was a Pastor.

Wilgrea7:
the fsm is a way people use to mock Christianity.. no Nigerian believes that... every post about fsm has a parallel in Christianity which its trying to mock

silly me. Thanks Wilgrea7

I was wondering the kind of atheist he is. But I wouldn't be surprised to hear some seriously take that thing as their god.

Pastafarian Well-done ooo. May God save your soul.

Hope you're done having your fun? Silly you..

And you had nothing to joke with but beer and sex..

Pastafarian:
No! FSM is not a jealous god, Christians can be Pastafarians too; such a Christian just has to believe he exists

FSM doesn't have self esteem issues like Yahweh, Allah et al


and I don't hate Christianity, I poke holes in the Christian god idea; you might think that's hate but I don't see it as hate from here

They don't have to believe in its existence since you have the proof. All you have to do is show them some handful of boiled spaghetti around meat balls, right?

I still can't believe my eyes hopefullandlord. So you being in the level of FSM is for real, it's not even a joke.
God have mercy.

Brother Hope, God will see us through OK... It is well.

Akintom where are you ooo. If you don't want the Christian heaven, the one of FSM is waiting for you oo

Where has akintom gone too now?

Pastafarian:
blasphemy!!!

the name is Flying Spaghetti Monster

Ok, sorry. 'Monster' is even attached to its name

And it's through the Monster you will get your strippers or virgins.. ..

So this is why you hate Christianity? Because of FSM?

Pastafarian, like seriously

Are you for real? Na spaghetti or indomie you dey worship?

This is serious....

skeendyke:
Hope you are good.

Skeendyke you ehn. And I'm very fine thank you. I won't ask how you're doing cos it will take you one month to respond

Pastafarian:
not because of beer and sex, its because there are proof that FSM is the true God, I've got those proof and I'll serve them to you if you want

Ok. I'm all eyes.

Pastafarian:
desires of the flesh? what does that even mean to a Pastafarian? The one true God has promised us those things in afterlife and that's the goal, call it anything you like, doesn't change the fact that this is the most sensible of all afterlife promises

The most sensible of all? Gosh! only because of beer and sex? Brother Hope, this thread makes me see you all in a different way.

First of all I never knew fsm was so real to you until now. I thought it's all for the jokes.

Have you ever thought of it this way? That the sex you're expecting as your reward will not be when, how and as you want it?

I mean to say when sex is promised in the after life, it means your manhood will suffer because you won't be the one in control. Sex in the afterlife is a kind of punishment you will not hunger for when you've witnessed it. You have no idea who the strippers are you're talking about. You even have no idea of the kind of beer you're happy about now.

Be careful of things that looks attractive on the outside. I do not doubt they will give you the sex when you get there but you will be the one begging for freedom because of how used you'll be.

Not all that glitters are gold.....

Think about how the promising of attractive goodies to our earthly mind are really stressed or emphasized when it comes to paradises except that of Christianity...

Please think.... Don't they all sound fishy? Is that not how 419s trap their victims?

What if in your afterlife, you realize your true self despise such promises.. Of what value will they be then? Because definitely you won't be the same person then as you are now.

Pastafarian:
FSM is the one true God Pastafarianism is the one true religion

if you become a Pastafarian, you'll be entitled to a beer volcano and stripper factory in afterlife;
compare that to the 2 other lesser gods

1 Yahweh promises "eternal bliss" and you'll be singing forever in the mansion a carpenter builds for you, a mansion without sex *spits*

2 Allah promises 72 Virgins which look good on the surface but deeper look shows that strippers are much better than virgins when it comes to sex and you can order virgin strippers from your factory if you want extra tightness; females can order male strippers too

accept FSM into your life today, there's enough beer volcanoes and stripper factories to go round

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Beer and sex? Can you imagine?

Is that all? Like so you also worship sex?

When the desires of the flesh is used to draw your attention, that's when you should be very careful and wise.

You and fsm

MY ATTORNEY


After living what I felt was a "decent" life, my time on earth came to the end. The first thing I remember is sitting on a bench in the waiting room of what I thought to be a court house. The doors opened, and I was instructed to come in and have a seat by the defense table. As I looked around, I saw the "prosecutor." He was a villainous looking gent who snarled as he stared at me. He definitely was the most evil person I have ever seen. I sat down and looked to my left and there sat My Attorney, a kind and gentle looking man whose appearance seemed so familiar to me; I felt I knew Him.
The corner door flew open and there appeared the Judge in full flowing robes. He commanded an awesome presence as He moved across the room. I couldn't take my eyes off of Him. As He took His seat behind the bench, He said, "Let us begin."

The prosecutor rose and said, "My name is Satan, and I am here to show you why this man belongs in hell."

He proceeded to tell of lies that I told, things that I stole, and times when I cheated others. Satan told of other horrible perversions that were once in my life, and the more he spoke, the further down in my seat I sank. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't look at anyone, even my own Attorney, as the Devil told of sins that even I had completely forgotten about. As upset as I was at Satan for telling all these things about me, I was equally upset at My Attorney who sat there silently not offering any form of defense at all. I know I had been guilty of those things, but I had done some good in my life - couldn't that at least equal out part of the harm I'd done?

Satan finished with a fury and said, "This man belongs in hell, he is guilty of all that I have charged, and there is not a person who can prove otherwise."

When it was His turn, My Attorney first asked if He might approach the bench. The Judge allowed this over the strong objection of Satan and beckoned Him to come forward. As He got up and started walking, I was able to see Him in His full splendor and majesty. I realized why He seemed so familiar; this was Jesus representing me, my Lord and my Savior.

He stopped at the bench and softly said to the Judge, "Hi, Dad," and then He turned to address the court. "Satan was correct in saying that this man had sinned. I won't deny any of these allegations. And, yes, the wage of sin is death, and this man deserves to be punished."

Jesus took a deep breath and turned to His Father with outstretched arms and proclaimed, "However, I died on the cross so that this person might have eternal life, and he has accepted Me as his Savior, so he is Mine."

My Lord continued with, "His name is written in the book of life and no one can snatch him from Me. Satan still does not understand yet. This man is not to be given justice but rather mercy."

As Jesus sat down, He quietly paused, looked at His Father and said, "There is nothing else that needs to be done. I've done it all."

The Judge lifted His mighty hand and slammed the gavel down. The following words bellowed from His lips... "This man is free. The penalty for him has already been paid in full. Case dismissed."

As my Lord led me away, I could hear Satan ranting and raving, "I won't give up, I will win the next one."

I asked Jesus as He gave me my instructions where to go next, "Have you ever lost a case?"

Christ lovingly smiled and said, "Everyone that has come to Me and asked Me to represent them has received the same verdict as you, "PAID IN FULL."

http://varietyreading.carlsguides.com/christian-stories/myattorney.php

Pastafarian:
deluded Christians gather here to devour author of this thread, a thread made only for humour purpose, seems the humour still hit some raw nerves judging by the way they use personal info to attack OP

deluded Christians are now using their Yahweh given mind reading abilities to know what OP is thinking, what problems he's facing, how he's angry with god, they know this probably due to the power of the Hole-ly spirit; yet this ability usually fail woefully in the real world cuz they get cheated, deceived, fleeced, swindled just like atheists and adherents of other religion

You know very well akintom can't be devoured. That's impossible. I just want to get answers from him personally..

And you, why come late? I was expecting you to describe the heaven of FSM

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God Knows Best
Poet: John McLeod

I wonder, friend, how often you have wept a bitter tear
And asked: "Why is this happening to me?"
"What step was taken wrongly to deserve this dreary fate,
What action brought about this tragedy?"
Only to find in time a vital reason for it all,
And faith you thought so steady put to test,
To look back with such wonder at the workings of his hands;
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done, and God knows best.'

It happens to us all, we are so mortal and so weak
All too human in our strange an earthly ways,
Falling often by the wayside on our journey through this life
Seeking light and fighting ignorance's haze.
Truly friends, the help is there, for as ye seek so ye shall find
And at journey's end how well you shall be blessed
If you truthfully can say without a doubt within your heart
Dear Lord, Thy will be done, and God knows best!


"It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect." Psalm 18:32

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Frame for a November Friday
Poet: John McLeod

When you linger in the shadows of despair and deep unrest
When you're torn betwixt so many paths
And know not which is best,
When you think you're all alone
And in your sadness you would cry . . .
Remember friend, God wipes away the tears from every eye!

When your burden seems too heavy
And an aching fills your heart
When you find that there's so much to do
And know not where to start,
When your troubles and your sorrows
Cause that helpless weary sigh . . .
Remember friend, God wipes away the tears from every eye!

When you've won through in your battle
And the race of Life is run,
When the hurdles have been crossed
And painful tasks and hardships done,
When one day you look back smiling
And the time for rest draws nigh,
You will truly know God wipes away the tears from every eye!

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2taeaNSxOA

I vow to praise You
Through the good and the bad.
I'll praise You,
Whether happy or sad.
I'll praise You
In all that I go through,
Because praise is what I do,
Cause I owe it all to You

MZLady39:
BennyAnn,
Have you been in my brain!!? You again picked two gospel singers that have some blessed songs: CeCe Winans and Hezekiah Walker.
I really scaled back on listening to lots of gospel songs cause they got to be a little too much.
I don't really know much about Vashawn Mitchell....but that one song really was nice.
I'm very picky when listening to gospel songs.
But CeCe Winans--"Alabaster Box" CD from the early 2000s.....powerful!
I haven't listened to much of Hezekiah Walker...but he had a song called "Faithful Is our God" (released several years ago)...powerful! Also a song that he had with his former wife singing lead called, "Second Chance"...(deeply powerful).
Love the encouraging quotes today!

I'm sure you know more about vashawn than you think especially if you've heard the song 'nobody greater'. It goes like this -
I searched all over, couldn't find nobody
I looked high and low, still couldn't find nobody
Nobody greater, nobody greater, nobody greater than you.

And I love 'the alabaster box' so so much

Talking about Hezekiah's wife, Monique Walker, I never knew the lead singer of the song 'second chance' were that related. You just made me know about that and that's also one of my favorite when I feel like going solo...

Akintom where are you ooo. You ran away when I need you most

This thread is now about you. Oya come and start talking

4evergod3:
Not quite. But I could sense it from his posts. Only one who has been so close can be so far.

Only one who once spoke so lovingly can speak with so much hatred.

The devil has a way of bringing out the worst from the best if allowed.

In the case of the prodigal son was he not loved by the father while in the fathers house? The thoughts of taking his own share came to him while he was yet in the fathers house and not outside. He planned everything while yet in his fathers house. Akingbade was tempted and he fell and was lured away. His day of return is coming.

Hmmmm. Amenooo

4evergod3:
I have always known him to be a God hater and not quite an atheist. The tag of "atheist" he gave to himself was just to endear him to a certain group of people thereby giving him the impression that he was not alone.

The level of vitriol that exudes from him whenever God is mentioned shows he is trying as best as he negatively can to get his own pound of flesh from God or Gods Children but he doesn't see the folly in all that.

Big brother, You knew He was once a Pastor?

akintom:
Enshy has a citation on my past pastoral forage.

So it's true you were once a Pastor? Answer me ooo, I'm waiting

akintom:
pounce on me ? Just like pre-intimacy of two love birds?


"your partner"? Like my angelic babe?




What exactly makes love pure?




You no love me at all....! I don see road finish, you com dey ask me to enter forest of illusion again. Now i know that your love for me is impure.



You should first ask if know road to church.

Yeye and you're happy you don't know the way to church

Ranchhoddas:
So you believe that robot? Sister Benny na wa for you o.

ScienceWatch, it seems Ranchhoddas is saying there's no proof to what you said.

enshy:
He doesnt go to church.
He was a Pastor some years back but left the Vineyard and service due to carnal quests and misuse of Holy Scriptures.
He is an atheist but I beg to differ that this intelligent guy is only a God critic and God hater.
The truth is akintom is only on sabbatical, he is coming back to His Lord. Amen!

He was a Pastor? Akintom! Are you one of the firstS that has become the last? You better be the last that will be first just in time before it's too late.

I say 'AMEN' to your prayer enshy

akintom:
Your gift of discernment still has fresh anointing. You discerned perfectly, when you said that i crave fleshy things (physiologically bestowed behavior though).

Who told you I have gift of discernment?

But what were you expecting me to say when you're talking about sex, bed, hairstyles and trekking or flying....
I'm using logic now and you're going gifts of.... Don't let me pounce on you ooo

Is there gonna be pool where one can be marooned with angelic babes (a least for we lovers of fleshy things)?

If I should even give you the answer, won't you make mockery of it?

POOL - Present. You can be in it with friends, families and even your partner but it's all pure love.

What did I say again? PURE LOVE

Everything there is pure because there is no flesh to satisfy.

All these won't make sense to you till you get there or have the privilege of seeing it while on earth. And the contents are not something to be told to those who it is obvious will make mockery of it.

My prayer is for you to get it right before leaving this earth.

Heaven has been painted to be boring by people like you whilst the others that has no fun in them are the ones called lively just because they promise to satisfy one's promiscuous desires.

Christianity doesn't look attractive. Jesus hid nothing from us. He made us to know in this life we will go through hardships and that if we want to follow Him we have to carry our cross before we can do that.

He described all and later told us to choose but He also advised on what to choose which is better - the narrow path..

So isn't it high time you stopped looking for an easy way out? Isn't it high time you stopped looking for things that are beautiful on the outside but on the inside are deadly?

Carry your cross and follow Jesus akintom

I've been thinking, when you go to church, what do you do? Are you among those that lead the choir or participate in any church activities like Teempakguy and randomperson?

So tell me what you do in church

ScienceWatch:
Sorry I am also late. I arrived yesterday from a holiday in the Kruger National Park.

Have you heard ? After Mark Zuckerberg was convinced that Dr. Gere De Haas of South Africa was miraculously healed from permanent deafness, he wisely said that he was not atheist.

Dr.Gere De Haas testified over a period of three years to the scientific community about how he was healed by Jesus.

This doctor has certainly disappointed the Jesus hating Atheists. What will Atheists do now that the mighty Jesus is ALIVE ?

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So that was why he said he wasn't an atheist. Seun and his sons won't like this especially now it's revealed here..

akintom:
Are you sure there will be gravitational force in heaven? Verily verily I tell you, you don't need your legs. You gonna be levitating (like moon walk).

silly you.

yea, y'all gonna be like rastafarians. Jah has done it all.

that will be so if hopefullandlord makes it there since he is a pastafarian

Leisure? What kinds of leisure?
Why will you need a mansion? When all the earthly elements will not be in heaven..... Have you thought about that?

You have no idea how the materials here on earth are like photocopies of the original elsewhere.