This afternoon, several people from my church attended a reception for Sister Denise Maraschino, who knows someone who is a cousin to a woman whose friend is an acquaintance of President Trump. We were all honored to be in the presence of someone so close to the leader of the free world. Well, all of us except nasty old Sister Prunicia.
I had the misfortune of sitting behind Prunicia, who just kept going on and on about how she voted for Hillary Clinton and that President Trump was as "dumb as a bagel." Well, some of these things eventually were spread to Sister Denise, who was naturally offended and saddened that her close friend, our beloved leader, was being spoken of harshly. I had to take action. I stood up on my table and loudly rebuked Prunicia in Jesus' Name. I told her that she was not a true servant of the Lord and I knew this because the Holy Ghost didn't witness with her spirit and because if she was anything resembling a Child of God she would be praising Jesus continually that our president was elected. Well, don't you know that she had the gall to point at me and call me a religious zealot whose behavior was way out of bounds and that I should be removed from the reception, "or [she] will remove [her] support of the church - financially and in any other way."
Well, the pastor heard the mention of money so I was escorted to the door. I walked to the subway station singing the old hymn "Eternal Father Strong to Save," knowing that my statements were true and demonstrative of a believer in the sovereignty of God and our President. Women sometimes are just so touchy.
I had the misfortune of sitting behind Prunicia, who just kept going on and on about how she voted for Hillary Clinton and that President Trump was as "dumb as a bagel." Well, some of these things eventually were spread to Sister Denise, who was naturally offended and saddened that her close friend, our beloved leader, was being spoken of harshly. I had to take action. I stood up on my table and loudly rebuked Prunicia in Jesus' Name. I told her that she was not a true servant of the Lord and I knew this because the Holy Ghost didn't witness with her spirit and because if she was anything resembling a Child of God she would be praising Jesus continually that our president was elected. Well, don't you know that she had the gall to point at me and call me a religious zealot whose behavior was way out of bounds and that I should be removed from the reception, "or [she] will remove [her] support of the church - financially and in any other way."
Well, the pastor heard the mention of money so I was escorted to the door. I walked to the subway station singing the old hymn "Eternal Father Strong to Save," knowing that my statements were true and demonstrative of a believer in the sovereignty of God and our President. Women sometimes are just so touchy.


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