THE METH HOUSE

When I was growing up, I went to the Methodist Church in Mount Dora,
and we had a small little house across the street where all the kids could
meet and dance and fellowship. It was affectionately known as "The Meth
House." How sad that today this house would be a place for drugs, and we wouldn't
dare call it that! Why, when most of my age was growing up, we were flattered
 to be called a gay persoon, because it meant you were happy and jovial all the time!
No  more!Isn't it sad that these words  have all turned into such negative words,
all because of the tines.Jesus told us that there woud come a day when these things
 would happen to us, and for us to be prepared for them......
When families would go against families; when men would be lovers of men,
and storms would increase. All kinds of happenings are changing in this world of
ours, but the word of the Lord remains the same forever and ever....amen!
Becky