“The End”, the third part of the last chapter of “The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” Laodicea, Chapter 7, Part 3

Well, this is it!  I’m preaching at the worst church in the world at the worst possible time, toward the end of the end of time.  Is there something I can say that they actually will hear?  I guess it doesn’t matter.  I’m here and I know what to say.  It’s already in Revelation 3. […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” Laodicea, Chapter 7, Part 2: “More Cowbell!”

I think the church in Laodicea is going to fire their pastor, David Dred.  I think he trusted Christ about the same time as I did.  It was after the Great Evacuation.  He also lost his wife at that time.  He started searching the Scriptures and learned that he had overlooked an important doctrine: faith […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” Laodicea, Chapter 7, Part 1 “The Worst Church In The World”

I’m a bit nervous.  I’m supposed to preach at the worst church in history.  Laodicea.  Just the name sends shocks through the nerves of most ministers.   I arrived early to witness one of their business meetings.   I remembered back to my graduation from theology school.  I had done my due diligence to prepare […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” Philadelphia, Chapter 6, Part 3 “The Perfect Church”

I am preaching to a church full of ghosts.  Actual ghosts.  They are hanging on the chandeliers.  Literally, they are hanging off the chandeliers.  What can I preach to a perfect church full of perfected people from Heaven?   I can’t say anything to them that they don’t already know.  They shared their personal message […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” Philadelphia, Chapter 6, Part 2 “Ghosts”

I did see ghosts in the congregation.  It looked like people but you could see through them.  They glistened.  They were pure.   There were all dressed in different garb representing their own eras.  I could recognize George Whitefield.  He was a little cross eyed.  Charles Grandison Finney had a funky beard.  So did Dwight […]

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