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 Money Preacher

Money Preacher
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Money Preacher
There is a certain amount of blindness a man like me should possess
inside his thinking crevices when confronting elders and their goons the preacher was waxing eloquent too soon he shouted in a  louder voice he said : and eye quote this from my memory ewe “ give unto me no small denominations no dollars fives or tens twenties you may keep its money we are after in the plate” Hundred dollar bills and many of them is what eye want to see” and then he tried to justify himself to me this preacher smiled and said “ my son is sick and we are staying at the MOTEL and we mean to be here preaching for many days so give the money to me and make us wealthy now for preaching is my business and living anyhow. Eye opened up my bible and the words came spilling forth from lips that smoked and drank and cussed. JESUS is the lord and eye had just barley gotten started when the curtain fell on this actor and they began to handle me they used the only thing they had to hand and hand to hand it was they beat me in  my belly and made me fall to ground. The only thing eye was certain of was needing help there was none then eye managed to drag my carcass up and out of the dirt beside the grand tent of a preacher sadly lacking in the etiquette of morals so what if eye was wrong was it right for them to hit me eye suppose was GOD like this so happy at the fists? My Jesus fills my bowels with love eye knoe he did not command them men to smite me no matter what eye said that day.
The works of GOD do not include the fisticuffs of goons so many times we pray and fall to earth and under foot of men intent on works. It hurts.
A preacher with no pity a tent used for decay a place in Heaven for the poor cast out today listen to me on the coming of the judgment day.
The poor man will be the one inside and the castaway is you.






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