MY RESTORED CHURCH OF GOD.

"Thanking Lord for giving me strength to accomplish my Hearts Ghouls."

In the event of my failures and misunderstandings I apologise in advance for my lack of understanding and misdirection.

If ever you had something to say NOW would be a good time.

"Shout it loud from the roof of your Mouth."

No reaction ! 

No Response...

I have to thank the Restored Church of God for giving me the guidance and excuse to draw a line in the sand. For providing my wife and family a crux to which they can rely upon.

An education into "The Bible."

No matter what she is a much stronger person, and the children are a credit to a partnership that has lasted over fifteen years.

I have to say the message is a good one.

But like any person with an addiction, be it drugs, alcohol, sex or religion, there is only so much someone can put up with. 

 I can use it as an excuse quite openingly, because it would appear I have everything to lose. 

When you get to the point of no return.

Communication in the technological age has become harder - not easier. As in the movie " Smart People." a date is "face to face".

Have we forgotten how to have a conversation with emotion and reaction to expression with laughter, smile, anguish, distraught.

The fun has disappeared into a cauldron, soaked of gold.

The gloss has been taken away.

The teachings are exactly what they say they are not.

The method and approach is directed at the woman.

The statistics are working against you , and in their favour.

What kind of preacher teaches people and guides them on " how to have sex."

" Her husband has no authority to block her..... A Wife must always feel as though she can also seek spiritual counsel from her minister. " autobiography of David C Pack.

This is one sick Minister ..

Personally I have never trusted Priests.

When my wife left me in the kitchen she left the partnership and joined RCG, and she has never looked back.

My attitude has been to be patient and let it run its course. They will make a mistake and the scales that cover her eyes will be removed.

For she cannot see the five meter concrete wall that exists on the boundary.

Even on the day it went up.

 30 % " Its all about the Money."

It is a whole new language. A Silenced One.

Forgive me for my Sins, as I am proud of them.

Life is for experiencing, even if I have used up the majority of my lives.

Seven out of Nine have disappeared. 

Two to go.

The writing is on the wall.

The message will be scrawled all over at the dawn service tomorrow.

" The Habbit."

 Like living with a Nun. 

I am picking my toe nails in nervous anticipation. Throwing them out the window from the second floor, forgetting the wind, they flew right back into my face. 

Just like this article will do.

Airing out my dirty laundry.

Dinner is on the table and I have not been invited to share.

Sounds and smells like home made tomatoe sauce and pasta, again.