[TheWordOfKnowledge]

I go to any baptist church. I don't have a favorite verse. I found Jesus in my heart.

[Levi Jones]

I see. How does one call herself TheWordOfKnowledge, when she has no favorite part of it that calls out to her?

Now try harder.

Favorite Bible verse is and how you came to find Jesus.

[Witch Hammer]

Originally Posted by TheWordOfKnowledge

I go to any baptist church. I don't have a favorite verse. I found Jesus in my heart.

Have you ever been to a negroidial baptist church, and if so, were you gang raped by the pastor and the congregation? Would you like me to choose a favorite verse for you?

[Mary Thompson]

Do you have your husband's permission to post here?

[Zechariah Smyth]

Originally Posted by Witch Hammer

Have you ever been to a negroidial baptist church, and if so, were you gang raped by the pastor and the congregation? Would you like me to choose a favorite verse for you?

I walked in to a "primitive" Baptist church up in Georgia one time, and let me tell you that sure wasn't false advertising. It stunk like day old collards and Stay-Sof-Fro.



YiC,

Zech

[TheWordOfKnowledge]

I don't know which is worst,
someone who thinks they know
and what they think they know
is mostly incorrect.

Or someone who
don't know they don't know
but believes they know.

[Didymus Much]

Originally Posted by TheWordOfKnowledge

I don't know which is worst,
someone who thinks they know
and what they think they know
is mostly incorrect.

Or someone who
don't know they don't know
but believes they know.

So which are you?

[Alvin Moss]

Originally Posted by TheWordOfKnowledge

I don't know which is worst,
someone who thinks they know
and what they think they know
is mostly incorrect.

Or someone who
don't know they don't know
but believes they know.

Your use of God's American language is pretty pitiful for an expert such as yourself.

Don't they got no skools where you live?

[M. Mansfield, MD]

What a tremendous opportunity you seem at first glance to be squandering. Here you have a church - blessed by GOD as His favorite - reaching out to you with arms of welcome and hearts of love so that your knowledge of the grace of our Savior can increase, and yet you now wax philosophical as if the very people of God that are trying to help you are somehow wrong or ignorant.

I am reminded of a story of a man that lived in ancient Mesopotamia. He operated a small business baking bread for the village. The people in the village loved his bread and would visit him for loaves whenever their meager incomes would allow it, often paying him with sheep and goats and oxen.

An oxen will keep you in bread for quite a while. But one day an elderly woman, who was very old, came to purchase bread and said, "Mr. Breadmaker, I am come even now to purchase bread." The breadmaker said, "Woman, my name is not Mr. Breadmaker, and I entreat thee to call me hence by my name, which is Malshech, he who was begotten of the seamstress Phila and the hunter Lud." And there was a great thundering in the sky. The woman spoke and said, "Lud, my days on this earth are many and yet they are soon to end, as I am of four hundred three-score and ten." And there was a rumbling in the village as if unto an earthquake, and Lud and the elderly woman, whose age was great, were sore afraid for a few minutes.

The woman, whose name was Ellpharia, said, "As a woman, I have baked many loaves and a suggestion I offer thee from my experience." And Lud was sore afraid. Lud spoke, saying, "I am sore afraid."

Ellpharia could only nod. Her voice, husky with emotion, said, "Your loaf does not rise as it should. Allow me to knead your loaf as you watch it rise and then shall we put it in the hot place to finish it." Lud could only nod.

Ellpharia took the loaf of Lud and began to knead it and Lud took great pleasure in her kneading. "Oh, yes," cried Lud. "Knead my loaf. Knead it with a great kneading so that we shall then put it in the hot place to finish it." Ellpharia, hearing these sayings, said, "We must allow it to rest for a moment, lest it lose its form."

Lud could only nod. His voice husky with emotion, he said, "Surely no woman - nor man - hath kneaded my loaf in the fashion that I have seen this day." Her voice husky with emotion, Ellpharia said, "Many are the loaves of men that hath been under my kneading, and each were satisfied." Lud could only nod. And there was, out of the heavens, a great winged bird, with fire on its head and ice on its tail, and behold, the bird did cry out with a great voice, saying, "Ivs jofiwh slehb alofneu!"

Lud and Ellpharia could only nod. And behold, the great bird did fly back into the heavens. And Lud said, "Isn't my name Malshech?" Ellpharia could only nod. And Malshech was confused for four days hence.

I hope this has somehow helped you to understand the importance of allowing others to guide you. Have a blessed Easter, for He is RISEN! Glory!

[TheWordOfKnowledge]

You have the power of delete and ban on your little bitty rinky dinky web site..

We have the power of

THE HOLY GHOST

[Zechariah Smyth]

Originally Posted by TheWordOfKnowledge

You have the power of delete and ban on your little bitty rinky dinky web site..

We have the power of

THE HOLY GHOST

Umm...who are you talking to?

[Didymus Much]

Originally Posted by TheWordOfKnowledge

You have the power of delete and ban on your little bitty rinky dinky web site...

And you don't. Nyaah nyaah.

...We have the power of

THE HOLY GHOST

On what authority?