I now have visions in my head of Phil peeling bark from trees in the dark of night.
And I see a SADventist stripped down to his a wet girdle, bald head wrapped in wet towels, submerged in his Ellen White Soaking Barrel™️, nibbling a twig as he listens to….
“The Best Visions of Ellen White!” On CD!
“Then I found myself flying through space, approaching a planet with many moons. The Jupiterians greeted me with an amazing feast - vast plates of space pork and galactic oysters!
“ We ate, and ate, and ate until we could hold not another oyster!
“Enoch was seated right next to me! He explained this was an unfallen race of very tall peoples.
“Sin hadn’t entered until I arrived. Oh well! The food is great!!”
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Our SADventist sighs as he nibbles his stick, wondering if he is saved or unsaved at that moment… hoping he is cool enough to avoid temptation and all diseases that result.