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Robbie was a handy-man by trade – a sleazebag by reputation. No sooner had widowhood been acknowledged, than Robbie would be there, offering support with his voice, and enticement with his handshake by a well-known caressing of the palm. All the widows knew it and were wary. He attended the rural chapel of the immersion baptism kind - regularly sang there in the choir. The chapel was so tiny, choir and baptistry were cramped with a narrow aisle between baptistry and walls. The choir had sung its anthem, a simple gospel song, and commenced returning to the pews when Robbie missed his footing and overbalanced with a splash. After chaos and rescue, church continued to its close to the lap – lap – lapping of the plunge. But next day the news spread quickly and a great guffaw arose that encompassed the community with mirth. To most of those who knew him it seemed obvious of course, Robbie needed more than “born again” but “baptized again” as well.
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Oct 3, 2022
Oct 3, 2022 at 4:32 AM UTC
ROBBIE
Robbie was a handy-man by trade – a sleazebag by reputation. No sooner had widowhood been acknowledged, than Robbie would be there, offering support with his voice, and enticement with his handshake by a well-known caressing of the palm. All the widows knew it and were wary. He attended the rural chapel of the immersion baptism kind - regularly sang there in the choir. The chapel was so tiny, choir and baptistry were cramped with a narrow aisle between baptistry and walls. The choir had sung its anthem, a simple gospel song, and commenced returning to the pews when Robbie missed his footing and overbalanced with a splash. After chaos and rescue, church continued to its close to the lap – lap – lapping of the plunge. But next day the news spread quickly and a great guffaw arose that encompassed the community with mirth. To most of those who knew him it seemed obvious of course, Robbie needed more than “born again” but “baptized again” as well.
A true story from some years ago, sadly on a night when we were not present.
john-wiley
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84/M/Australia
Oct 3, 2022
Oct 3, 2022 at 4:32 AM UTC
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