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When I read about remnant prayer (English not being my native language I first read ‘rampant prayer, and thought .. ‘yeah!’) I had a quick look at the calendar to see if it was April 1st already.

Time flies you know.

Please read the details too: very informative!).

I feel so silly: every time I think things can’t get any crazier, I am proven wrong!

For sure, even devoutly religious people must see that this is a ridiculous joke scam. (Or will I be proven wrong on this statement too?).

Anyway, since they’re selling stuff .. can’t these people be sued and taken out of business for something or another?

Come to think of it: probably not, they nowhere claim that it actually works!

That’s brilliant: selling ‘prayer’ stuff … since prayer, despite various scientific studies showing the opposite, is ‘supposed’ to work, you don’t have to explicitly state that in your ads.

As for “We don’t concern ourselves about the complex technology of electronic broadcast”: so much is obvious, at least for them (we don’t receive broadcasts through a relay of antenna’s. No matter how many antenna’s you use, if you don’t have transceivers at each relay station, you’re not going to get very far).

This morning I had the scare of my life. Lasted short enough to allow my heart to start beating again.

At 5:45am I was awoken by the alarm. I know, people who know me would probably think that this was the scare. In a way it was, but it got worse.

The reason we were this early was that my wife had to catch a Delta commuter flight to Atlanta (and then on to San Antonio, Texas), so I had to drop her off at the airport here in Melbourne, Florida.

When I got home I went straight back to bed.

Then when I got up at a more reasonable time (okay… it was after noon) I checked my email, and the first thing I read was a ‘breaking news’ messages from CNN, a service I subscribed to.

And I started reading: “All 50 people aboard a Delta commuter flight are presumed dead after the plane crashed ….”

This is where my heart skipped a few beats, in fact, it felt as if it stopped for 30 minutes…

I felt an enormous sense of relief when I learned it wasn’t flight 638 to Atlanta, but then I felt horrible for feeling this relief in the context of 49 people dying in a plane crash.