He’s crazy enough, he’d probably give you his stuff. As Jonathan Winters said after he’d spent some time in a loony bin, “I was starting to believe my own stuff.”
“He’s crazy enough, he’d probably give you his stuff.”
When I was younger, still searching for the “perfect church”, and yet naive I attended a church that was an outshoot of the Copelands. Ya...big mistake.
Anyhoo, they were all about the end is coming, the end is near, it’s upon us blah, blah, blah. Had some so convince one couple actually sold their burial plots because they no longer believed they’d be needing them.
Today I live by the notion I’m living in my church. don’t bother to go. Too much of a pony show in most instances. I perfer to work out my own salvation.