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Originally Posted by Ezekiel Bathfire
Welcome back after your unexplained absence, Mr Lombardo.
I'm sure that the first thoughts of all the True Christians here immediately fell to Kings 2 in which Elijah faced with a pot of poisoned herbs simply used faith and flour:
2Ki:4:38: And Elisha came again to Gilgal: and there was a dearth in the land; and the sons of the prophets were sitting before him: and he said unto his servant, Set on the great pot, and seethe pottage for the sons of the prophets.
2Ki:4:39: And one went out into the field to gather herbs, and found a wild vine, and gathered thereof wild gourds his lap full, and came and shred them into the pot of pottage: for they knew them not.
2Ki:4:40: So they poured out for the men to eat. And it came to pass, as they were eating of the pottage, that they cried out, and said, O thou man of God, there is death in the pot. And they could not eat thereof.
2Ki:4:41: But he said, Then bring meal. And he cast it into the pot; and he said, Pour out for the people, that they may eat. And there was no harm in the pot.
As you see this is repeated in
Mark 16:17-1817 And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues;
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.
No True Christian has ever been poisoned - and that is a verifiable fact.
Two points therefore arise:
(i) God's protection extends to you
(ii) As your maid is a Nigress, she will have a variety of children by various Bucks - I suggest you take on one of these as your food-taster - she will not poison her own.
In the unlikely event of poison getting through to you, call Landover and someone will come round and lay hands on you.  |
Thank you Brother Bathfire for your kind assurance and Bible quotes that help put my mind at ease. Whenever I have bouts of silence from the Landover community, it is most likely I'm engaged in active service wherever President Trump deems necessary for troops to
invade protect-and-serve for the superior advancement of Making America Great.
No my mind isn't killing me Nobar, thankfully not now that Jesus has shown me that faith makes me nigh-immune to salacious attempts of murder by my domestics.
Yes, putting Polly's niglets to cupbearing service seems like best action at this point.
