My dear friends, I need your prayers and, most of all your financial assistance.
As I'm sure you've heard, there are many judgmental clerics out there who condemn the practice of grave soaking.
I, however, had grown increasingly intrigued by the tantalizing possibility that I might absorb a great, deceased pastor's powerful anointing by laying upon his grave.
I began my quest by traveling to Freehold (many thanks to Mayor Johnny Joe Hold for arranging for me to be let through the gates after I agreed to a repayment schedule for my delinquent tithes) and seeking out the grave of Pastor Zeke's dear, revered father, the legendary Lamentations Flint.
I lay upon the elder Flint's grave for more than 48 hours, without getting up to eat, drink, or use the bathroom.
At the end of those two days, I was absolutely bursting with Lamentations Flint's anointing! My heart raced and my body felt as though it were charged with electricity!
After running through town and blessing everybody I encountered, I got in my car for the long drive back to California.
I did not sleep for days, such was my supercharged spiritual state!
Unfortunately, my humble 1987 Dodge Aries K-Car did not respond to being run at wide-open throttle for hundreds of miles, and the engine seized up on me in Carson City, NV.
I am sorry to say I have come down and "crashed" from my earlier "high." I had spent my last dime on gasoline in Utah, and so I was forced to sleep in the K-Car right where it broke down on the side of the road.
I'm not sure what day it is, and as you might expect, Carson City gets really cold at night during this time of year.
Could somebody please send me a few dollars via Western Union, Venmo, or PayPal? I'm hoping to take Greyhound or Megabus back home.
Thank you so much!
As I'm sure you've heard, there are many judgmental clerics out there who condemn the practice of grave soaking.
I, however, had grown increasingly intrigued by the tantalizing possibility that I might absorb a great, deceased pastor's powerful anointing by laying upon his grave.
I began my quest by traveling to Freehold (many thanks to Mayor Johnny Joe Hold for arranging for me to be let through the gates after I agreed to a repayment schedule for my delinquent tithes) and seeking out the grave of Pastor Zeke's dear, revered father, the legendary Lamentations Flint.
I lay upon the elder Flint's grave for more than 48 hours, without getting up to eat, drink, or use the bathroom.
At the end of those two days, I was absolutely bursting with Lamentations Flint's anointing! My heart raced and my body felt as though it were charged with electricity!
After running through town and blessing everybody I encountered, I got in my car for the long drive back to California.
I did not sleep for days, such was my supercharged spiritual state!
Unfortunately, my humble 1987 Dodge Aries K-Car did not respond to being run at wide-open throttle for hundreds of miles, and the engine seized up on me in Carson City, NV.
I am sorry to say I have come down and "crashed" from my earlier "high." I had spent my last dime on gasoline in Utah, and so I was forced to sleep in the K-Car right where it broke down on the side of the road.
I'm not sure what day it is, and as you might expect, Carson City gets really cold at night during this time of year.
Could somebody please send me a few dollars via Western Union, Venmo, or PayPal? I'm hoping to take Greyhound or Megabus back home.
Thank you so much!
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