As I pass-ed by this Church one day this was brought to my remembrance. I don’t recall which day of the week it was it really didn’t seem to matter at the time. There was a sign across the face of the building. Which was the name of the Church? I was revisiting. The “Church Of The Frigidaire.”
Now I had always been, told? To avoid the Church of the Frigidaire. And, to never go inside. For, in the Church of the Frigidaire? Were the “Frozen Chosen.” They said it was a dead Church. With? Dead people inside. It was not a lively Church like we like to attend. It is cold in there and we should avoid it at all costs!!!
Well, like I said. I found myself in front of the Church of the Frigidaire. And for some Godly, reason, I felt compelled to enter the, building. I had learned not to resist the Spirit of God over the years in spite of where I was led. So I entered. Knowing that the LORD would be with me.
As I entered I looked towards the pulpit? And, to my surprise there was a refrigerator, where the Preacher was supposed to be. And, as I gazed around the sanctuary, I saw all these people who looked frozen, with fear. They looked like icicles, sitting there. I then felt myself “drawn” towards the refrigerator and my hand reached for the door. And, I, opened, I T !
Suddenly i saw the Light!!!
Suddenly, i saw the Lard; there was Lard in the refrigerator. The Lard was in the, refrigerator! And it was cold in there too! But that was not the coldest place the refrigerator. There was a freezer? I was then compelled, to open the freezer door. And for some reason; my fear was mounting. When I opened the freezer I saw, frozen chicken. and, french fries.
And I found myself thinking, “Lard, I can fry me some chicken? And, Lard, I can make me some French fries? For the Lard is in the refrigerator, in the Church of the Frigidaire, before the congregation of the “Chosen Frozen.”
By now, I was in total fear. I looked like an icicle. Just like the rest of the Chosen Frozen. And, I took my seat among the? Congregation.