..... this is what God had to do to make it all happen. He knew exactly to the second when the EQ was going to occur. He gave me a two day advance notice, without telling me it was going to be an earthquake. He lead me back to the same chair, which was open and waiting for me at a crowded counter and placed next to me a stranger lady that just happened to be a telephone prayer councellor from a local 700 club location (california is along way from Virginia Beach). I overheard her talking about Robertson and butted into the conversation. The timing of my words were so precise that we both went giddy in the midst of a potential disaster. Every element of my vision was represented at that moment. What a coincidence, er sorry, there I go again using the wrong term.
What was it about that statistics class again? What was it about laughing?
Hilarious, Wayne. Three people died in that earthquake. A regular laugh riot. Your god knew it was a comin', and sent you a premonition that you didn't recognise until after the event, so that you could go "wee-hoo! Ain't I special!".
Three people died in that earthquake. Should I be laughing?
If everything in your paragraph above is true, Wayne, then you have told a story of a god who has all the means and opporttunity necessary to save those people.....and didn't. It used its colossal power and knowledge to give you a funky little story to tell to make people go "ooooh".
Three people died in that earthquake. Should I be impressed?
A waitress screamed and ran outside, commotion ensued but the lady and I just laughed
Keep laughing, Wayne, while you think about how you and yur god between you could have saved those three lives - but didn't.