God’s Dinner Bell

She was awakened by the telephone. “Hello.” “Hey, Sandra, Bucky has been real sick and you need to go lay hands on him.” Cloudy headed, she’s thinking, it’s late and I’m in bed trying to sleep. She said, “you’re a believer, you have hands, you can go and lay hands on him.” “No, no, you […]

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