tomtuttle

I obey God. He says to be imitators of Him. And He says "I am the Lord, I change not." So, I also change not. I am still young & firm. I gots youngin's 18, 9 and 4. Maybe next year I'll have another.

Well, I've been off work since the end of May - my contract ended and I took mine ease. Went to Mexico, Cocoa Beach, and places of ill repute. And now I go bound in the spirit to work again the end of next week - either Utah or Memphis or Ft. Lauderdale. Should know which one I will do by Tuesday. Just so's you know why I've been in and out of these our forums for the past couple months. But you all are daily (Where's John & Cici??) in mah phronema and nous.

Exie, when wilt thou come to FL, as the Lord hath instructed thee??

Has everyone gone L.E.A.D. ????

Maybe lightbearers ...

Maybe a live adv class ...

Maybe my sons have sinned ...

Sexie, check your privates, err, private toe-pics ...

No wonder I couldn't get my wife to stick around ...

That had to have been a laughing matter, Bar-Simonion. I suppose if you shook those lil ole cheekins more than twice you were just playin' with them ...

I'd tell of mah days of old, down on the farm, but the one of the conditions of my parole is to stay away from schools and small barn yard animals.

Where is Dick DiNenno??

Cecil B. DeMills welcomes Simon back into the land of the living.

Postin' by the spirit again, I see...

Happy anniversary all. Anyone up for a bull ride or rodeo ??

Sexie, I just wanna see the baby. I just wanna see the pics of the bed shaking while praying in the holy ghost. I gots a feelin' it wasn't the prayin' that was causing the bed to shake. Never know what those single corps women are wont to do ...

The one who said "You're not home from a trip until ..." also said "You should know exactly how many pair of underwear and socks you have and where they are ...".

But I say, "The sun don't shine on one dog's arse forever." And with this, they ceased, comma, saying, comma, got out and do the will of the lord.

Happy 5th everyone. We are not to esteem one day above another.

Also, the 9th is Ringo Starr's and Bo Reahard's birthdays...

Today, if you will hear my voice ...

Happy 4th to all of you. Enjoy the day, as we will not be at a RUT locale, following the MOG wherever he wants to go ...

He that hath ears to hear, let him see.

The meaning of the downstairs in Wierwille library: The holy place where certain lovecoach drivers were wont to "undershepard" female lambs of the 1st and 3rd year.

At LEAD, my "instructor" quietly axed me if I had a cig for him. But alas, I had left mah cigs at base camp like an obedient MOG-in-Progress. He was saddened. Jesus wept.

On my trio, I made a golf club out of branches (at least 5 twigs) and rocks. The balls were pine cones. I wanna tell you, mah drives wouldn't have won any long-drive competitions, that's for sure.

Like a beagle ...

God answered Sexie's request so's she could get to know ME. The pain that was caused, that's the devilish part.

But I do HOPE (there, I said it) at the return we will indeed know, even as also we are known. Maybe that's the one consolation we have - knowing that someday, "we'll understand why ...". I sure ain't gots all da answers and their universal proofs.

Isn't that wonderful??

Dana hath received of the Lord's hand DOUBLE for all his appitite.

I wonder if that waitress folded his portion in half ... and I wonder what her back looked like.

I remember travelling between Euphoria and Gunnisack, where our wonderful rep-pre-sent-ta-tive of corps leadership was lying in wait for us, and stopping somewhere in western KS for a snack at a KFC. I had been driving maany hours and mine eyes were sore tired, so's I fetched me a 12 piece snack-pack, got into the back seat, and had the woman whose breasts satisfied me at all times drive whilst I daintily partook of the mannah from KFC. Then I fell into a trance - boy, doncha know those spiritualists love THIS one - where it was revealed to me that not that which goeth into me defileth me, but that which cometh out. And boy oh boy, was it ever defiled a few hours later. I do believe I formed, made and created a new mountain EAST of the Rockies. And, a nearby tree became dried up from the roots! Trees don't normally die this way, from the roots up. Usually you see it starting in the leaves, but not THIS one. This one died backwards!!!

We sure are a "tender" corps, huh??

We ARE still corps, aren't we??? 'Cause, once you're corps, you're CORPS, dammit!!!

"... and there was a certain sorcerer named Simon ..."

Miles of Smiles - where is Steve & Bev ??

Simon, you bless me so much. Here I was, sitting and thinking very negetively about Dana and Russ and Frank you're too fat, and Mr. Cromwell and his lovely Corvette De Ruins, and so maany maany others of our kindred. And then I read your post, and like a bolt of lightning out of the waters outside of the heavens, your message became clear unto me: He that is least among you is least among me too. Iron sharpeneth iron, brother, and thou hast today, toe-yone, inspired me unto a more worthy endeavor. That instead of sitting and thinking negetively, I should lie down.

Has anyone besides us noticed how God teaches His creation in me, which is now my spirit, and my spirit speaks to His creation in you, which is now your pneuma, instantaneously???

Ex, Ex, thou shouldest know that mine eyes are omnipresent, even unto the ends of the eyelash.

I am SO blessed to hear what the movers and shakers from HQ are lovingly anticipating this upcoming promised land year. I feel (deep inside) a bit left out, I must admit. There was a day, although you couldn't tell it by seeing me today, but there was a day when I too trembled in anticipation of my assignment, the excitement, the love, the God-given wisdom of those making the assignments.

Anyone wanna join me in a snack-shop visit?? I'm buying!!!

I wonder if our own Tom Horrocks will pray for mah lost soul this next year ...

Roy, what is 'Holy Breath the Mother' ???

All I know is, feelings come and go ...

I am returned from Mexico, from whence I brought a lovely intestinal dripping, like as of a rushing, mighty waterfall, until my bowels gushed out.

And for those wondering whatever happend to my engagement to the woman with the wooden leg, we had a fight and I broke it off ...

Fellowstiffer, do you have guest accomodations for this thy fiance?? And why dost thou "Go a fishin'", instead of giving thyself wholly unto that which is meat?

These mammories of being in res have made me thankful for today (To-Yone, phonetically).

Holy Mac Fishwich, MacRib, MacHine, Batman!!

What do we have here, some kinda counterfeit??

Welcome, lost brother in the Vaudeville. Because of your Godly actions in those days of old, maany of us here on the tread of the living God, STILL live and move and have our being. Thanks for all the good times that helped to keep our sanity back then.

Did you ever cheat on your aerobics points?

FYI - Sexie Exie did.

If LCM's intellect and common "horse sense" were turned to gasoline, it couldn't run a toy ant half-way around a BB ... He couldn't hit a bull in the butt with a ball bat ...

Why, his mouth ran like a chicken's A S S ...

Cindy's daughter's graduating advice: Stay at home. Let your parents support you. It's rough out there in the world. Be fruitful, multiply, and replenish the house of thy mother (Cindy), and let thy quiver be full. Just let someone else pay the bills ....

Too bad VP in me and "Uncle" Howard aren't around to undershephard Cindy's husband's seed and her young and firm high school friends. But this might be a lession better left unlearned...