Revelation 21:8 “But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars—they will be consigned to the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.”
There is a tinge of smoke in the air, that which comes from a burning stick of sage. Candles adorn the inside of the Church of the Good Shepherds. It is darker and more somber than the last time we saw the inside. Standing on the pulpit is Brother David and he is shrouded in a white cloak with a golden embroidered cross along the front along with golden embroidery up the collar and hood that is of an Assassin’s Creed appearance to the nerds who are watching. He holds a candle as he looks out upon the congregation, which is quite numerous and mostly middle aged males of all backgrounds.
“Welcome Good Shepherds, to this special service. While your leaders are fairly new to the world of wrestling, we are facing our toughest challenge yet. This calls for a solid sermon to help bring even more favor upon us from Our Lord. I call upon you because there is strength in numbers. I have to believe that is why Father Gerald Shepherd asked for this match to become a four on four battle. Each Good Shepherd, whether part of the foot soldiers or not, holds their own strengths, things in which will help in the ultimate battle. Each of you has favor with Him, and He will smile brightly upon you. Faith grows louder in congregation, so I thank you for coming to us on this day. Without further ado, I would like to welcome Sister Esther Shepherd to the pulpit.”
The congregation claps all hearty like for Esther as she walks down the aisle between the pews. She is in a snow white gown that trails behind her much like her golden blonde hair. She comes to the front and center, hugging Brother David kindly before stepping to the front line.
“Thank you all for your warm welcome. I, too, believe that He smiles upon each and every one of you with His blessings and bounties. He led you to The Church of the Good Shepherds, right?”
Esther sniggles a little and her southern drawl shows heavily where it normally does not. Her smile could launch a thousand ships and she is well aware of it, especially in this male dominated crowd before her. The crowd roars at her and she simply accepts it before her loud voice overcomes it.
“What further proof do you need? That’s why we are currently lobbying with organizations to take science from public school curriculum. Save that for the questioning and need for proof for the Catholics and their private schools. Only those of pure faith are qualified to be in His army. And if I do say so myself, I think the best army of faithful men and women is right in this building. Each of you is welcome to have my back anytime.”
Esther gives an innocent wink and smile, unaware of the reference that she has just made, and also unaware of the longing looks of the men drooling over her.
“Your faith in us, and your faith in Him, is why we are here. On His day, we will go up against a group that is as sinful as they come. It is not our proudest moment, but when we stand victorious over them, it will be. To say a few words on the matter, I want to welcome Mother Mavis Shepherd to the stage.”
Esther bows and steps back next to David who gives her a thumbs up. She smiles proudly and he puts an arm over her shoulder. However, he quickly takes note of her head not being covered, and he places a scarf over her golden locks. Mother Mavis walks down the aisle, taking hands graciously as she moves along. She makes small talk, going as far as to blush and smile as she catches up. Her white hat rests prominently on her head. She comes to the helm and instantly takes the microphone off of the podium and walks forward.
“I could not be more proud of my fellow Shepherds. That does extend to the congregation. Just as we took on the name, so have you. If only my husband could be here right now to see how strong his ministry is growing, and how potent His…”
Mavis stops to point up at the sky.
“Message is becoming on His holiest domain. Gosh, Gerald is always thinking of others. He is trying to put together a surprise for the congregation as we speak, and let’s just say that I hope you are hungry, because he is servin’ it up. But lets not go on about our own matters. Instead, let’s turn our attention to those who need our help more than ever. There is nothing like unrepenting sinners, and I right?”
The congregation nearly becomes uproarious as Mavis cooly nods her head. She then gives it an unbelieving shake before continuing.
“Those who need Him the most, but have been deafened by the great deceivers lies and earthly wealth. Poor sinners have nowhere else to go, no other way of getting out of his grips BUT to see His truth. The ones who have unmatched wealth, who know not a day of strife and mispleasure, enjoying everything that He has given to us, but listening to the devil’s own lies produced to tell others that he has provided it. It just makes me sick. For it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the gates of heaven. Sound familiar? It should. Mmm-hmm. Matthew chapter 19 verse 24. Read plain as day to anyone who will read it.”
Mavis looks like she is trying to bring a reality check to those which she is speaking of but is unable to sugar coat the bad news. Her sapphire eyes shine like she is enjoying it though.
“London Underground. A casino owner. He peddles hopes and dreams of riches, luxury, happiness to those less fortunate than him. He is quite greedy is he not? Daniel J. Morgan. People lose their cars, their homes, their jobs, their families, just so he can make a quick buck. That sounds awfully familiar. Like he’s the devil himself. We all know that the devil is in the details, and that man has as many details as I ever seen on a heterosexual man. Not to mention the rest of his hired hands. I know they want to boast that they sin in other ways, and I find that just as sickening as anything else.”
Just then, Gerald burst through the doors frantically. He rushes down the aisle, pushing a dolly carrying something with a drape over it. He comes to the front of the congregation and takes the microphone from Mavis.
“In light of battling sin, I found it only fitting to find a way to let you all in on the fun. Tonight, I have found…”
Gerald rips the drape off of the dolly to reveal a woman who has clearly been roughed up. She is bound and gagged with a cross that has been burned into her forehead. She is weeping as she looks around, scared.
“A lawyer who has defended criminals who have gotten away with rape, murder, embezzlement, manslaughter, harming children, and all kinds of nasty, nasty crimes. Since justice is not going to be served in this world while people like Ms. Mattingly here, then we have to come up with our own justice. In preparation for our battle against sin, and to send a message to London Underground, I say we set the example for the unrepenting, self serving of the world! Partake in this morsel of divine justice with me!”
What follows has been deemed to be too graphic for replay, and may constitute something unlawful, so the feed is abruptly ended to protect all individuals.
