Dear Brothers & Sisters,
Recently I had a dream where I was trying to steering people away from apocalyptic disasters and I reached a court yard with four caskets of gin on a table. I said we do not need the gin, we need to keep moving and turned to see doors to tombs moving in front of me like a maze. I said; “What's This.” I turned and went back for the Gin and told people we had to wait for Jesus, I do not know where to go from here.
I believe the four caskets of gin are my four pastoral letters and I need to catch the bus and write my second book. Double click book for a taste of the new wine coming soon.
Faithful & True