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As the World Churns

The Son Who Burned Bridges

Bearing Fruit

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A Realization

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Johnson Starts World War III!

The present conflict in the
Middle East can be traced
back to sex to say the very
least. The names have changed
to protect the innocent.

Sarai was bored when she
couldn't satisfy her man so she
conjured up an ingenious plan
just to shut him up for good. She
secretly wanted to know if he still
could.

She offered him (not gave) her Egyptian
maid, (much to her chagrin), and told
Abram to go and try to make a baby.
And he did. Night after night...over and
over again.

Ishmael was born and everyone
was happy...until the visit from a
messenger of God...the kind of eternal
Angel who was acutely accustomed to
riding roughshod.

He said the 'Ol Man had been watching
him very closely this time, and decided
Sarai should bear a son from her weakened
ninety year old frame. "By Me", He said,
"you will have another male child at the ripe
old age of ninety-nine, then Me and you will
play this little game.

God said, "I'll give all my blessings to both
boys. I will let Ishmael have the sand and the
oil, and Issac will have many great weapons. To the victor will go the spoils... and a reminder that all of your troubles did not happen by chance.

"You were warned not to put new wine in old skins. It causes great explosions! You should have kept your johnson in your pants".

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