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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was promising to be a cloudy grey day if things held up' still what can you expect in England in Janruary Tom reasoned, he was already considering how far behind he might be in the days tasks at 9'45 in the morning! Oh well he would just have to be as busy as possible until he ran out of leaflets' it was no good putting them out where the accountants were the area was way too poor, but then it was all poor round here' He decided to head out to a place where he had noticed some later bigger houses that were maybe built thirty years ago, setting off he thought again of seeing the Holy Spirit, It was so hard to reconcile this with the world around him now' and then speaking with Charlie the ex-deacon who had been well advanced in years He had told Tom a few weeks before he died a lady had cane to him with the same report, many years before; and to think he had been giving the old man lifts to the church over those weeks until he was 15 minutes early or so one time and over the cups of tea Charlie made, Charlie affirmed he had heard of such a thing' Tom remembered saying Uncle Charlie; I beleive I may have seen the Holy Spirit' I have been to Tom and Ben; yet they have never heard or seen anything, well say on then' Charlie had simply answered with interest in his eyes,. Tom had spoken to his son, and son in law after the funeral, and they told him they well knew of the event maybe thirty years ago, some things were mean't to be he mused that it would only have been only a few days after speaking with Charlie before he gave prophsey to Ben.. Still back to the days problems.' He had arrived at the houses it seemed quite busy in the small cul de sac of mock tudor build homes..Anyway he negotiated into a space; thinking even the cars not real in the sense of eternity, he checked his box of leaflets Oh no! He had taken his sons ones 'tree & garden; instead of building.' Well it was definiatly too late to go back and change them now, still if it made money for his son time would not be wasted, he laughed inside at this 'what time' He was of the firm opinion by now that more people had proof of God and had seen Him than was widely known' then again there was that phone conversation with Colin Horn that had started on another subject until Tom had thinking on the mans age and experience mentioned what he'd witnessed, he was a retired Church of England vicar this time rater than pentecostal minister, as Charlie had been, still only a second hand report but proof again and just where am I expected to find more people who know of God appearing to mankind in modern times? I am just a normal man with lots of things to do everyday, at this point a drizzle began on the windscreen, he decided to get his thoughts back to just the buisness in front of him, today now! Right now' looking over he noticed a long mid height wall running to his right. Wow just look at all that overgrowth the wall joined on to the side of a house it looked rather a nondiscript place really he wondered if calling it might be a waste of time? Oh well he had to start somewhere; and the rain had stopped time to go!
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