Sunday

So, woke this morning to "Love you Baby." See the gaslight flicker?!? I have got to hold on for at least 3 more months, but I am to the point of hatred. I have only hated one other person in this world, and that person was pulling a pretty bad game on someone I loved. It took me years to get over that one, and I didn't have to live with that as closely.

His church was a joy. He was telling everyone how they had to live right. Bad things happen when you don't live right before God. All true statements, but if only they all knew what he does before he picks up people in the church bus and after he lets them off. He is the wolf.

So, young Pablito is back in the hospital. Nabal was asking the church to pray for him. Evidently he is back in the psyche ward and has been diagnosed bi-polar. So, seems he went off the deep end again. Guess drinking large quantities of alcohol with Nabal and his meds didn't mix... I knew at first there was something about that boy. And my thinking still holds- his eyes are dead and if Nabal is not careful he will be the one who brings him down... one way or another.

We ran into some other Spanish pastors and I really wonder if they know about him. After all he didn't find out about the other guy until he asked someone from another church to come to his. They had known for some time, just never said anything. Plus he does his dirt at the same store. But our Nabal is so much smarter then everyone else.



Had to do the incognito thing with Mary. No problems with the law here!