About Me
- Name: Minty Buff
- Location: Hollywood, California
I Am On a Mission from God to Seek Undecorated Souls and Lead Them Unto His Righteous Color-Coordination
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Eating Jesus
Hello again, my dear friends and neighbours on this great ball of wonder we call Lord Father Jesus God's Earth. I have been so very busy doing God's work that over the past few weeks, I have failed in my commitment to write. Please accept my humble and sincere apologies.
"As our body cannot live without nourishment, so our soul cannot spiritually be kept alive without prayer" said St. Augustine, and this is what I have in mind for today.
How thrilled will Mr Buff be when he comes home tomorrow evening to find a great steaming bowl of prayer for his supper! How easily we will put aside our empty stomachs, and thinking of those less fortunate, sip instead the broth of contemplation. After prayer, we have our house chores to do, and then before we finally retire, maybe I will cook a nice chicken casserole for the Lindy Church Going Ladies Group. The smell should fill the house as we lie in bed, reminding us of the sacrifices we willingly make for Lord Father Jesus God, who made us flesh, but thankfully not meat.
That's all for now - I can hear my stomach rumbling and my prayers are stacked in neat slices by the bread bin. I love you all with my bursting heart of flame. May we all sleep hungry in my bed.
"As our body cannot live without nourishment, so our soul cannot spiritually be kept alive without prayer" said St. Augustine, and this is what I have in mind for today.
How thrilled will Mr Buff be when he comes home tomorrow evening to find a great steaming bowl of prayer for his supper! How easily we will put aside our empty stomachs, and thinking of those less fortunate, sip instead the broth of contemplation. After prayer, we have our house chores to do, and then before we finally retire, maybe I will cook a nice chicken casserole for the Lindy Church Going Ladies Group. The smell should fill the house as we lie in bed, reminding us of the sacrifices we willingly make for Lord Father Jesus God, who made us flesh, but thankfully not meat.
That's all for now - I can hear my stomach rumbling and my prayers are stacked in neat slices by the bread bin. I love you all with my bursting heart of flame. May we all sleep hungry in my bed.
