The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken: The Sardines, Part 1, “Small People”

I saw a cartoon the other day.  It was a depiction  of the pearly gates.  A really large guy was being judged by a diminutive angel.  The angel said, “Randy Newman, eh?”   Get it?  Randy Newman was famous for writing the song Short People.  Luckily, we don’t get judged at the Gates (see the […]

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The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” “Twisted In Thyatira,” Chapter 4c, Part 3 “Amen!”

I got up to speak on Sunday.  Wasn’t I surprised?  They all stood to applaud!  Maybe they appreciated me after all. I had been kicked out just a few years earlier.  Nevertheless, I had to speak some tough words to them.   I didn’t start with a joke.  They had already heard them all.  And […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” “Twisted In Thyatira,” Chapter 4b, Part 2 “Unruly”

I could see her going down the front stairs to the church and making the curly-cue around her ear.  Not the older lady with the crotchety nose but one of her friends.  She was making the crazy motion to indicate I was nuts.   The whole congregation knew that I did “first person” sermons.  A […]

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“The Further End-Times Adventures Of Verb McCracken,” “Twisted In Thyatira,” Chapter 4a, Part 1  “Nosey”

She had a gigantic, crotchety nose.  You know the kind with a wart on the end.  I know crotchety isn’t an adjective that goes with a nose.  But hers was crotchety.  Would you prefer long, twisted, splotchy?  Crotchety.  See? In fact, she was crotchety and, of course, old.  Ancient, in fact.  She had outlived three […]

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