x-sender: governor.haley@sc.lmhostediq.com x-receiver: governor.haley@sc.lmhostediq.com Received: from mail pickup service by IQ12 with Microsoft SMTPSVC; Thu, 5 Mar 2015 21:02:52 -0500 thread-index: AdBXsaeidkbKnsnzQ4yhcMPwUUlZOw== Thread-Topic: Pot Luck! From: To: Subject: Pot Luck! Date: Thu, 5 Mar 2015 21:02:52 -0500 Message-ID: <3B37A37728A449E8A6A5E3FDF777FC2A@IQ12> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: Microsoft CDO for Windows 2000 Content-Class: urn:content-classes:message Importance: normal Priority: normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.1.7601.17609 X-OriginalArrivalTime: 06 Mar 2015 02:02:52.0859 (UTC) FILETIME=[A7BA80B0:01D057B1] CUSTOM mr jon faret 01 cali loma linda CA 92354 tomatojonfaret@gmail.com ABORTION Pot Luck! Governors: Subject: Pot Luck! The "Abomination of Desolation" can happen in many places! Among many different Groups of people. Groups of people and animals? Since, we are moving towards rendering our United States as an uncivilized culture. Even, a Life-O-Suction machine can't help us now! The little grace, peace, prosperity we have; Is a Gift from God! People get bored with their peace, they take it for granted. So let's stir up the Good Pot of Hope and Peace. For soon it will be in the Fire! Looks like the ring leaders have a brew of their own. And it looks like a Pretty Big Pot. So, all the nations will have to drink of it. For the smell of strange flesh. Flesh going into the pot includes a little bit of everyone! So to throw more Fuel on the Fire to get the stuff sizzling and burning; they think it not strange: the stink of all of it? For it is their heads (skulls) that will be on the end of a pole, while The People are feasting. So let's keep the pot stirred on the grace that we can taste. The Good things- where our God can sup with us! And keep the aroma; of a well stirred pot of the things for Life and Time. Sweet things. Things of Hope; that bring people Joy. Things that Supersede! Those things done in Love, so we may spread the savory smell to even; God's nose! Who says we haven't gone to the pot?