Dear Forum,
I am Rev. Howard Lee Schlangern and I pastor the Holy Ghost Church in Jesus Name located at Coal Creek, West Virginia. We are a small but fervent congregation. As of now we are only a small handful of unyoked women and myself. The men and boys have passed on to be with Jesus after various infirmities related to snake bites, strychnine and idleness.
I've happened upon your blessed site while recovering from last Sunday night's service when I was struck with the serpent's venom for a third time that night. God is testing my faith but I am happy to see such a wonderful presence on this wicked thing called The Internet. It seems as though everywhere I go on this depraved device there are women folk speaking out of turn and showing their ankles and wrists and even more, if that can even be believed. It's a wicked and vile thing and Satan tempts in every corner of this evil Web, while God surely protects this Holy site.
I came to Jesus when I became a man at 8 years old during a revival up in Salt Creek a few miles north of our cabin. I received the Holy Ghost that same night and took up a snake to obey and be assured of Godly protection. He has been faithful to me as I have been to Him and I've practiced this beautiful Old Time Religion in bad and good times, Amen.
My favorite bible verse is from Mark 16:18~
"18 They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover."
When I am not preaching, snake handling or shepherding my flock, and my time happens to turns to idleness, the Holy Ghost quickens me to busking outside the General Store. There I play the fiddle or jug to the glory of God, sharing with the unsaved the blessings of their Eternal Hell-fire. Hallelujah! Anyways, my snake just woke up and needs tending to. I have to finish this strychnine and stroke my snake in time for tonight's revival.
~Rev. H.L. Schlangern
I am Rev. Howard Lee Schlangern and I pastor the Holy Ghost Church in Jesus Name located at Coal Creek, West Virginia. We are a small but fervent congregation. As of now we are only a small handful of unyoked women and myself. The men and boys have passed on to be with Jesus after various infirmities related to snake bites, strychnine and idleness.
I've happened upon your blessed site while recovering from last Sunday night's service when I was struck with the serpent's venom for a third time that night. God is testing my faith but I am happy to see such a wonderful presence on this wicked thing called The Internet. It seems as though everywhere I go on this depraved device there are women folk speaking out of turn and showing their ankles and wrists and even more, if that can even be believed. It's a wicked and vile thing and Satan tempts in every corner of this evil Web, while God surely protects this Holy site.
I came to Jesus when I became a man at 8 years old during a revival up in Salt Creek a few miles north of our cabin. I received the Holy Ghost that same night and took up a snake to obey and be assured of Godly protection. He has been faithful to me as I have been to Him and I've practiced this beautiful Old Time Religion in bad and good times, Amen.
My favorite bible verse is from Mark 16:18~
"18 They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover."
When I am not preaching, snake handling or shepherding my flock, and my time happens to turns to idleness, the Holy Ghost quickens me to busking outside the General Store. There I play the fiddle or jug to the glory of God, sharing with the unsaved the blessings of their Eternal Hell-fire. Hallelujah! Anyways, my snake just woke up and needs tending to. I have to finish this strychnine and stroke my snake in time for tonight's revival.
~Rev. H.L. Schlangern
is a friend of mine! It must be exciting to preach the Good News among the nation's most ignorant and simple people! Your testimony has moved me to tithe with even more passion! Knowing that Salvation is one leather-bound Bible away, I cannot in good conscience rest knowing 
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