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...nsulted my vows and taunted me before the eye of the one true God.  My sadness and dismay turned to disgust and the Holy Spirit welled up inside of me.

She was dead already and could not be saved and neither could He.  He did not expect me two paces behind him.  His deliverance was swift.  A solid gold crucifix found its place on his forehead and with no time to gasp he crumpled to Hell.  "He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defense; I shall not be moved.”  I do not miss the irony.

I write this story as the Word.  None shall remember or even find the lunatic who brought the dead whore upon my altar.  I am no vigilante nor a Dark Angel.  I am only a servant of God.   And I will bring deliverance in the form of Tongues.  

“Think not that I am come to send peace on earth; I came not to send peace, but a sword”


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