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Saturday, September 13, 2003
 | Kind words from Green Beret
Once again the gallant "Green Beret" offers kind words that I appreciate: You have my admiration, dear sister, for what little that is worth. However, I am VERY sure you have great favor in the sight of the Captain of the Lord of Hosts who defends His ransomed ones! Continue to steadfastly "contend for the Faith"! I will, brother, and I have been motivated to equal Voyle Glover and Vic Nischik in their ardent love for God's people and their defense of the innocent. Thank you for your gracious words. They're very welcome. |
 | Elsewhere on the Fighting Fundamentalist Forums
The person known as WOW has disappeared. The last exchange was between him and me, in which I told him I didn't know who he was, but he was giving away a guilty conscience by his nervous replies to innocent questions. He disappeared after that, and has not yet been back. I have received an e-mail offering a guess on his identity. Not Dave Hyles, but somebody like Dave Hyles, also preying from the pulpit. |
 | Funda-crappy poetry hits the boards
A new poster who calls himself "Rick Philips" posted the following regretable poem as, I suppose, some lament for depraved Dave and his band of porno-fiends: You count them all as failures, losers to cast away, To walk with them in fellowship, you quickly say, "No Way!" You never will forgive their sin, nor what they did one day. It's not in you to show compassion, for them you never pray. Judging eyes and critical words, toward them you often cast, You never pause to realize, like them your guilt is vast. You're not much like my Savior, you won't forget their past. They try to change, you quickly say, "Oh, It will never last!" ...... I'll take those people you cast aside; my direction, all them send. I'll stand faithfully beside them, I'll defend them till the end. Their past, their sins, their failures, does not my heart offend. I want to be like Jesus, in me they've found a friend. |
This horrible travesty that was meant to be poetry and actually went on for seven stanzas. I've given you only the first two and the last. Of course, this is starting to get funny, especially if Rick Philips is actually Dave Hyles (and though I think so, I could be mistaken).
 | So of course I had to post my rejoinder:
Man, that poem was crappy enough to be from the Ghost of Jack. Do you think it's Dave, feeling sorry for himself? They asked me how I knew Racoon poops were blue. In my terse reply I found I could not deny Some once got in my eye. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Or, on a more serious note: He ask me why I cry Against false preacher guys. My anguish has been fed, By the faces in my head: The raped, the beaten, and the dead. |
