Ditto and amen! TR Our Lord must be near. The scoffers are numerous. A lady from the church I used to go to saw me in Walmart. The first thing out of her mouth was that I am wasting my time by trying to determine when the Lord is coming. She then turned her back to me and started looking at the shelf. She was angry. I’ve never set a date. I’ve described certain dates as interesting. I should have performed Steve Martin’s rendition of “excuuuuse me!” Instead, I said to her that it’s the 26th for sure and walked away. Hey, that’s tomorrow! As has been said, it’s the Blessed Hope, not the blasted hope. You did well … try not to let her grouchy behavior get you down. She must have REALLY high hopes life is going to go back to “normal”. Amazing the love for the world and the things in it are still a draw despite these evil last days. It will literally take the tribulation horrors to shock most of these people out of their stupor. I wonder if she got the jab? Perhaps she did get the jab. I had told her several weeks ago that I stopped going to church there because I didn’t appreciate the magic shows and the mind reading that the new assistant pastor did Sunday mornings before the main sermon. She said that I am “the loser,” and turned her back on me that time also, and the conversation was over. This time I just said hello. Next time I’ll run ?. This Church was recently a Southern Baptist Church. I had gone there for two years and would never have expected this would be allowed. And if you didn’t like the magic show, he also had a large puppet and was a ventriloquist. Something for everyone! Not
