Welcome, October

 “The skies they were ashen and sober;        The leaves they were crispĂ©d and sere—        The leaves they were withering and sere;  It was night in the lonesome October        Of my most immemorial year;  It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,        In the misty mid region of Weir—  It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,        In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.” (First stanza of “Ulalume” by Edgar Allen Poe)

Survey says . . .

A couple of weeks ago I asked you to participate in a one question, anonymous survey. I will discuss the implications of this later next week, but in the meantime, ponder the question once more with the results:

"If you consider yourself to be a Christian and are 'saved', what are you 'saved' from, exactly?"

Sin 43.2%
God 11.4%
Hell 45.5%
The Devil 0.0%

See you next week!

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