*In my best Deacon voice* "Church please turn to the Book of Jamz, Chapter 7, Verse 3. (A-hem) And when the storms came, the HOT disciples started to worry. Lightning struck and they scattered. But oh... no satan. Get thee behind me! Because this was clearly workings off the enemy. Because Jay Dukes had another town to go to and another chance to spread the Gospel.
Pause: You ever notice when you are excited about something satan tries to RAIN on your parade? But NO WEAPON... *praise break* Ok... Play!
And on top of the lightning and the thunder, one of Jamz disciples wasn't picking up his phone. Pause: They had cell phones in the Bible? Yes! Shut up! Play! So with not being able to contact disciple Juliano, how were we going to get the row boat to Jerusalem?
The city was starting to run a muck. Everybody was frantic. Another disciple, Cricket, kept calling and calling concerned that the elements had taken us off course. And Jay Dukes woke up out of his peaceful sleep to say, "Calm yourself my child. We are on the way," and went back to sleep.
Verse 3 and half: We arrived in Jerusalem at 6:10pm. And the people of the city greeted us with palm trees and beautiful smelling oils. (Meaning- bushes and the smell of charcoal.) And Ruth (Ms. Lynette Moss, but Ruth is more appropriate for my story) our BBQ Crash winner, made her way to the temple in an astonishing Skittle like dress. Yes, it rained... And she WAS the rainbow! (Not trying to be funny. I complimented her on her dress in person.)
While Jay Dukes was still sleeping, the disciples allowed the storms to disturb them. The winds and waves started to throw the boat this a way and that a way. The biggest problem was that they both couldn't figure out how to get connected to the station. (We have a device called the access that connects us with the station and it was acting dumb.) With time winding down... One of the disciples let out an aggressive groan. "GGGGGRRRR..." And my Spidey sense started tingling. I went to my mental phone booth, put on my cape, WOKE UP and said, "PEACE... be still." I touched the access and we were connected. *praise break*
The first call in was out of the way and we started to mingle with the people. Everybody was sooo nice! We had casual conversation and one of the ladies in the church recognized me. I guess that's why they call me "Mr. Hey... You Look Familiar". But anyway... I asked her did she attend one of my previous sermons? And she said no... I don't think so. But come to find out I attended missionary school (Dorman) with her daughter. Very nice lady and we talked for a while.
One of the members of the clergy, Sheba Foxx, thought it was an appropriate time to yell out, "Watch out ma'am. He looking for a cougar!" And she didn't growl at all.. She proceeded to tell First Lady Foxx that she was not a cougar and she would NEVER... Embarrassed, pride a little hurt, and feeling crucified, I hung my head and said, "Forgive them Father because they know not what they do."
We kicked it, danced, laughed and talked. Time flew by and church was over. Revelation 5:18- We gave hugs, thanked everybody for having us. Reminded them that EVERY Saturday from 7am-10am, the church doors are open. And they said, "Say it Ain't So?" And Sheba Foxx and myself replied, "AMEN."
And right before we left, my friend toooooollllllddddd me *K. Hart voice* "And baby, I'm not a cougar. But if I was... You'd be the one. You hear me?" And patted me on my a-! Good times...
Check out the breaks and videos! YYYYYYYEEEEEAAAAAASSSS...
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