In this world filled with strife things that go wrong and things that go right - like trying to cut a steak with a butter knife. Eventually it will do the job, but your steak will be cold. So we should use the right tool for the right job. We should pray for good and pray for those that are bad. That they be captured and they be sad. That they pay their dues for the wrong they did. When they hit your car and run and hid. We should pray they get the lumps for what they did, but pray even more for the cops that took your report, that they do a better job and use every last resort. Knowing that is instance for example a woman of God was the victim, so instead of me praying for them, my choice would be the hounds of hell go sic um. Now we are suppose to forgive those who transgress against us, and that's all fine and dandy. But I learned as a child, I learned real young to smack um on the head when they take your candy. Sometimes you'll find this makes for a friend. But you'll find either way reaches the same end.

I've always wondered how St. Peter does it. So many people die at the same instant. Imagine the logistics of getting them all in line. When here on earth can't even get them to church on time. And God's heaven's big, can you imagine the clutter? With everybody turning around and their wings all flutter, they are bound to shed a few feathers, it's just a matter of fact, because once they have fallen out you can't put them back. Now we all have jobs here on earth, and in heaven as well. So that' s why I picked my own job while I was here. Talking to God and him whispering in my ear. I am going to be a messenger. Which sounds pretty neat. I was given the choice of taking that job or sweeping all the feathers off the street. A little bit of levity never did hurt, God has a sense of humor, I know for a fact every time I look in the mirror there's a joke looking back. Now that's all God' doing, can't blame it on me. If you want to know what I am meaning. Go look in the mirror and see what you see.

That's all the funny for today. Time to get serious and time to pray. Tell all your friends about the service I offer, and tell them to hurry with the letters they want to send. I feel deep down inside that I will eventually reach my end. Some days it feels like it's going to be right away, others it feels it will be another day. Which ever it is I am ready to go, but I am not going to rush it, and that's for sho. Now I want you all to make special offerings today, just a little in an envelope marked "personal" to help fix Eva's wheels today. Don't forget your tithing because the church needs that too. Because when that no good bum ran away it made her feel blue. And those of  you who go to church don't have to be told that the treasury of our church is not stacks of gold. As a result I don't need to say we don't give our reverend enough money for pay. So let's join together and slip her a few dollars or hundreds, it's all up to you. It's a cheap price to pay for someone who cares and works real hard, puts you all in her prayers. I guess you have heard all I have to say, expect BE REAL GENEROUS, not a cheapskate today. It will come back to you a hundred fold, the good book say. But figuring inflation it will probably be more today.

Love and kindness, Respectfully yours, I just delivered my own message, while I'm still here.