The Pentecostal Serpent
July 11, 2026
Sometimes, God holds back the snake. Sometimes, He sends you to heaven. The serpent’s tongue flicked from scarred lips. Its fat brown body coiled in
Sometimes, God holds back the snake. Sometimes, He sends you to heaven. The serpent’s tongue flicked from scarred lips. Its fat brown body coiled in
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“Does your day start with my name on your mind? Does your day end with my name on your mind? Because your name does.” –
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