"Is he lost?" I thought to myself, and then read further:
The LORD is Returning for a HOLY Bride
I looked around as the woman in the flowing red scarfs sang at the 33rd Streets bus stop outside the Library, and thought to myself, "Is he blind?"
I was then directed by the hand which had placed the pamphlet in my hands to the place of prophecy:
Tune-in to Community Media of Baltimore City Channel 75 on Saturdays at 3:00 p.m. For the Mighty End-Time Teachings of THE LORD
PROPHET OF THE LORD, Dr. David Owuor
WITHOUT HOLINESS NO ONE WILL SEE THE LORD.
Are you ready!!!
Sure, I'm ready, I thought, I want to interview him. But if he's returning for a holy bride, I'm afraid maybe he's going to have Dad turn this skank matrix into a pillar of salt as soon as he gets a view of our soulless, fleshy bridestock.
As I confusedly considering this looming question and glanced dazedly at the photo of the black man in the white suit marching on stage next to a pygmy with polio before a throng of believers, the ever helpful feminine finger pointed me to the source of enlightenment and put in my hand a prophetic vision from 2014:
For more information Contact: Kings Outreach- Baltimore Altar (a Ministry of Repentance & Holiness Altar)
link › repentandpreparetheway.org
There you have it, my brush with the divine this week. Sometimes Baltimore is good for the soul. But with my luck, they sacrifice crackers on that altar...
Jim, back in the 50s when Unka Bernie had hair and prospects, there was this minister called Daddy Grace. He used to appear yearly in West Baltimore, in his Cadillac, I think out of North Carolina. He'd hold revival services on streetcorners, and then baptize the newly faithful (a largish group) with a firehose.
Being of the Tantum Ergo generation, I found it all sort of interesting.