| Amenlover ( @ 2003-07-21 20:06:00 |
Satan's quiver is never without arrows
It seems as though Satan himself has since November of 2000 when God called me into this ministry tried with considerable venom and purpose to stop the message of salvation which extends from the outstretched arms of Jesus Christ on the old rugged cross of Calvary to each and every sinner and reprobate who was predestined before the foundation of the world to accept our Savior's free gift of eternal life unlike those who were chosen to reject Him (Romans 9:13-24) in favor of an eternity of HELL which is really just separation from any trace or presence of the Lord Jehovah plus all the fire and worms (Mark 9:47,48). Amen.
I am therefore somewhat puzzled that the Lord in His infinite wisdom has not seen fit to explain to me what to do when my website which is of course His website is HACKED by those who apparently would prefer an eternity with the worms in the gigantic lava jacuzzi than everlasting rest with Him and His Messenger which of course has been since November of 2000 myself. Even though Brother Randall is more than a little handy with computers he has informed me that he does not know what to do in this case and in fact this afternoon he even yielded to the sin of profanity although I suppose such language could be overlooked in light of the fact that the website of this ministry which is clearly God's ministry has been all but destroyed as well as the fact that Brother Randall was a McNeil Island prison guard before he became a Christian and as such was exposed to not a small amount of that manner of vernacular. No more amens from me until I can find a pair of Wet Wipes to stuff into my ears.
Calling the server resulted in little more than bored lip service to our complaint until the skateboarders who masquerade as IT professionals took a look at our website and then all we heard until we finally hung up the telephone was an office full of laughter but we do have a voice mail waiting for the office manager when he returns from his vacation on Thursday morning and then we hope to get to the bottom of this. Amen.
In the meantime I hope that the Believers among you will pray that the Lord will resolve this setback which has been so surreptitiously and warrantlessly foisted upon us and also that the Lord will not necessarily wait until the Great White Throne of Judgment to impose His wrath upon those responsible for this mess and incidentally if any of you can tell us how we can hack into our own system and fix this mess it will be greatly appreciated. Amen.
It seems as though Satan himself has since November of 2000 when God called me into this ministry tried with considerable venom and purpose to stop the message of salvation which extends from the outstretched arms of Jesus Christ on the old rugged cross of Calvary to each and every sinner and reprobate who was predestined before the foundation of the world to accept our Savior's free gift of eternal life unlike those who were chosen to reject Him (Romans 9:13-24) in favor of an eternity of HELL which is really just separation from any trace or presence of the Lord Jehovah plus all the fire and worms (Mark 9:47,48). Amen.
I am therefore somewhat puzzled that the Lord in His infinite wisdom has not seen fit to explain to me what to do when my website which is of course His website is HACKED by those who apparently would prefer an eternity with the worms in the gigantic lava jacuzzi than everlasting rest with Him and His Messenger which of course has been since November of 2000 myself. Even though Brother Randall is more than a little handy with computers he has informed me that he does not know what to do in this case and in fact this afternoon he even yielded to the sin of profanity although I suppose such language could be overlooked in light of the fact that the website of this ministry which is clearly God's ministry has been all but destroyed as well as the fact that Brother Randall was a McNeil Island prison guard before he became a Christian and as such was exposed to not a small amount of that manner of vernacular. No more amens from me until I can find a pair of Wet Wipes to stuff into my ears.
Calling the server resulted in little more than bored lip service to our complaint until the skateboarders who masquerade as IT professionals took a look at our website and then all we heard until we finally hung up the telephone was an office full of laughter but we do have a voice mail waiting for the office manager when he returns from his vacation on Thursday morning and then we hope to get to the bottom of this. Amen.
In the meantime I hope that the Believers among you will pray that the Lord will resolve this setback which has been so surreptitiously and warrantlessly foisted upon us and also that the Lord will not necessarily wait until the Great White Throne of Judgment to impose His wrath upon those responsible for this mess and incidentally if any of you can tell us how we can hack into our own system and fix this mess it will be greatly appreciated. Amen.