I went to visit another Church. With single-cylinder diesel engine pounding, I pulled up in the street outside. An elder hurried across to my vehicle. He shouted and gesticulated, but I only saw his lips moving -- I couldn't hear a word he was saying. I jumped out of my cab. Now I could hear him. He said: "Could you shut that engine down? There's a service in progress!"
OBSERVATION: My "mechanic" (see a recent post) said: "I never
heard such a noisy vehicle!"
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I thinks its only when our peace is disturbed that we see the true state of our souls. hwat do you think?
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