* Spirit Of Jesus pray for me
* Luke, Stephen, Paul pray for me
* Saints pray for me
* Dedicated to #TaylorDateTony #IamStephen
+--------The Romantic Martyrdom Of Tony Conti; The Sweet Starbucks' Salvation Of Taylor Swift
And Taylor, being single is the sting
of dust particles sandal-thrust in my
eyes by sanctimonious, soiled-robed
dating refusals as a primitive mob uncouth,
my flanked soul battered, flung a lacerated
skin-and-bone heap, my smile’s arms
limp; true tears of a heart orphan. And
I feel every girl I know is a jagged stone
lusting to pelt me into despair-death.
But babes if you take me to Starbucks,
clouds parting as I gaze hopeful skyward.
Your kiss’d be you standing stately
(as usual) in heaven, staring at me from a
blonde haired, blue eyed throne of beauty.
My love life’d rise again over steam of tea.
------Acts 7:51-60
“You stiff-necked people! Your hearts and ears are still uncircumcised. You are just like your ancestors: You always resist the Holy Spirit! Was there ever a prophet your ancestors did not persecute? They even killed those who predicted the coming of the Righteous One. And now you have betrayed and murdered him— you who have received the law that was given through angels but have not obeyed it.” When the members of the Sanhedrin heard this, they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him. But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit, looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God. “Look,” he said, “I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.” At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him. Meanwhile, the witnesses laid their coats at the feet of a young man named Saul. While they were stoning him, Stephen prayed, “Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.” Then he fell on his knees and cried out, “Lord, do not hold this sin against them.” When he had said this, he fell asleep.
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