Asking for straight answers
from a crooked, convoluted theology . . .
has to be . . . a lot like asking
for a ball of writhing snake to flick their forked tongues and becoe ivory chopsticks instantly.
Please let me know if you arrange such a feat. I’ll bring popcorn.
You’re right, Quix — They mock dispensationalists for their futurist interpretations but when asked for specifics about their preterism, they have none. They are clouds without rain —