Now that I’m seeking it, I can talk about it.
Sooner or later, something like this will happen.
If someone were to call “The William Tell Show” proposing that the Sandy Hook shootings were a hoax perpetrated by the Obama administration as a pretext for seizing all Americans’ guns, and that Gene Rosen and the others were all “crisis actors;” I would be strongly tempted to dismiss the caller quickly and perhaps even hold up his or her beliefs to ridicule.
That would be exactly the wrong response.
Continue reading Conspiracy theorists: America’s lost sheep?
This guy sure got worked up. Too bad it’s all fake.
Choose to have a good day. Continue reading Conservation of energy II
Came across this FB post from 2017:
Angry Mike has been coming to the mission for at least five years. He supports himself by panhandling. He’s OK, rational, but he’s got some kind of mental illness and knows it. He’s doing better at the moment, but in the past he was angry
This guy’s been here for about three months, seems very well-ordered, diligent Bible student — turns out he’s a black supremacist. Thinks the nation of Sudan is the tribe of Dan. Was asking this guy last night, “Who built this country?” Black folk never ask that question in the presence of white people. Continue reading Agenda
I recently came across the web page for The New Life Clinic. This appears to be new. It’s modest, but says enough.
The New Life Clinic happens at Mt. Washington United Methodist Church, 5800 Cottonworth Av., Baltimore, MD at noon every Thursday. The service lasts about an hour, and includes individual prayer with the laying on of hands.
I’d encourage anyone in Baltimore to go.
They’ve always kept a very low profile. In 2013, not sure whether the New Life Clinic was still in operation, I phoned the church office. The pre-recorded message didn’t mention it. Yet the services I’ve attended were all standing-room-only with people who’d come from all over the world; many of them also patients at one of Baltimore’s world-class hospitals.
I seek to model my practice on theirs.
(Originally posted 06/30/14.)
“God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.”
— Psalm 46:1
I am aging much faster than I’d like. Continue reading Scary
Teddy is an old man. He wears a rosary around his neck, and never fails to “testify” in chapel. “I talk to the Father, Son and Holy Ghost every day,” he says. Every time there’s an altar call, he runs right up there to get born-again — again. Five times a week, he’ll do that.
He got barred out a year ago for selling someone oxycontin.
Friday night 09/07/12, he came back. He insists to everyone that he’s never been here before, and said he wants to get into the program.
Aside from those things, he hasn’t changed at all. Still all the same empty religious talk.
Sunday night he said he changed his mind about the program. They require you to sign over all your benefits, and he’s not willing to do that. That tells me you don’t want to get well.
I get bad feelings every time I see him.
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Sitting outside waiting to be let in, Wednesday 08/29/12 Fallon and a couple other guys I don’t like too much got into reminiscing about how this shelter used to be, years ago, before the renovation. This upset me.