They invited me to church. It wasn’t a handling church, it was a town church, but I did witness glossolalia. The only Bible that was acceptable was the King James Version. I tried reading Revelations and, unbeknownst to them, tested them psychically. They failed. I decided they were a bunch of good-hearted, well-intentioned, not-too-smart phonies.
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