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Jan. 21, 2011 Michael John McCrae cannot move a mountain. He cannot move a hill. He cannot move a hillock. He cannot move a knoll. He cannot move a mound. He cannot move a hump. He cannot move a bump. He cannot move a speck. But he can move his vocal cords, proclaiming his faith far and wide, to one and all. They can hear him in Pernambuco. They can hear him in Peshawar. They can hear him in Pyatigorsk. They can hear him in Papeete. They can hear him in Perth. They can hear him in Paducah. And he can move his fingers over a keyboard, typing his faith into cyberspace: They can read him in Tegucigalpa. They can read him in Trivandrum. They can read him in Tripoli. They can read him in Tehran. They can read him in Tampere. They can read him in Tulsa. Michael John McCrae has faith that Noah took two of each kind of animals in his ark: He took two kangaroos. He took two polar bears. He took two zebras. He took two Gila monsters. He took two prairie dogs. He took two whales. He took two mosquitoes. Wherever Michael John McCrae goes, Skip Toomaloo is certain to appear. Skippy and Mickey are lovers. They love God above all else, and God loves them above all else, or so they say. Michael John McCrae has all the answers: He has answers for Christians. He has answers for Muslims. He has answers for Jews. He has answers for Hindus. He has answers for Buddhists. He has answers for Sikhs. He has answers for Jains. He has answers for Zoroastrians. He has answers for Taoists. He has answers for Native Americans. He has answers for Druzes. Michael John McCrae works for a salary. He works for a pension. He has a checking account. He has a savings account. He has an insurance policy. He has an investment portfolio. But he takes no thought for tomorrow, understanding that God knows what he needs and will provide it, if only he seek the Kingdom of Heaven. Michael John McCrae is one of the lilies of the field. People are amazed at Michael in Bogota. People are amazed in Belfast. People are amazed in Budapest. People are amazed in Bratislava. People are amazed in Baghdad. People are amazed in Brooklyn. Wherever useless-knowledge goes, Michael John McCrae is there, shining the dim light of obscurantism. Michael John McCrae believes that a serpent spoke to Eve. He believes Methuselah lived 959 years. He believes Moses opened the Red Sea. He believes Joshua tumbled the walls of Jericho. He believes Samson destroyed the temple of the Philistines. He believes that Jesus descended into Hell and rose again. He believes just about everything. You name it, he believes it. He doesn’t merely believe; he knows. God confides everything to Michael John McCrae, and the rest of us are fortunate in having someone like Michael John McCrae to guide us through the vicissitudes of earthly life, with wisdom from the mouth of God himself. Let us thank him in Kuala Lumpur. Let us thank him in Kuwait. Let us thank him in Kandahar. Let us thank him in Kampala. Let us thank him in Kigali. Let us thank him in Kansas City. ------------ About the author Thomas Keyes: I have written five books: ELEMENTS OF GRAMMAR and A SOJOURN IN ASIA (non-fiction); A TALE OF UNG, THE ENNUNMENT and GVAGMA (fiction). I have studied languages for years and traveled extensively on five continents. Visit my website here. Email: udikeyes@yahoo.com
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