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Our Father Chapter Three
At the end of every worship service Zechariah
stood at the entrance of the church and shook
hands with his members. "Pastor Zechariah
you really out did yourself this time" said
sister Naomi as she shook hands with Zechariah.
"Why think you Naomi it really warms my heart
to hear you say that. I'm going to warm more
than your heart Naomi said to herself as she
exited The Voice of God Ministries. When all
Zechariah's members were gone he and his daughters
piled back into their family car and drove to Neptune
a seafood restaurant. Zechariah asked Mary the church's
treasury how much did the church raise. "$400" answered
Mary. "That's a little light" Zechariah's voice was filled
with disappointment.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka
The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka
Red Seven
stood at the entrance of the church and shook
hands with his members. "Pastor Zechariah
you really out did yourself this time" said
sister Naomi as she shook hands with Zechariah.
"Why think you Naomi it really warms my heart
to hear you say that. I'm going to warm more
than your heart Naomi said to herself as she
exited The Voice of God Ministries. When all
Zechariah's members were gone he and his daughters
piled back into their family car and drove to Neptune
a seafood restaurant. Zechariah asked Mary the church's
treasury how much did the church raise. "$400" answered
Mary. "That's a little light" Zechariah's voice was filled
with disappointment.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka
The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka
Red Seven
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