Worldwide Day of Prayer for the Oil to Stop!

ByCapt. Wendy

Story goes, once upon a time, there was a state who was experiencing severe drought.  The governor of that fair state proclaimed a day of prayer for an end to the drought and high temperatures.  The day after the day of prayer, it rained cats and dogs and the Louisiana crops were saved!

I’m not sure who Gordon Triplet is, but he has proclaimed this day, June 16th, the Day of Prayer for a Stop to the Oil Leak!

Please join together throughout the day in mind and spirit, as we ask our Higher Power to bless us and the Gulf and it’s inhabitants with an end to this oil pollution.

Also, please copy and paste this story to your ENTIRE email list, if you would please.

Prayerfully,

BW

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