Miles Munroe's prophecies coming true by the minute. New faces, new people, many popular and older politicians will not contest in this election despite their efforts.

Comrade John, no, I think Dr. Myles was reflecting back over claims to repair the furniture's and glass windows - up in the Cabinet Room.

Good ole Kenyatta may be in a heap of legal trouble. His biggest claim to fame, is that he took a real good cut hip in the cabinet room when Keod demonstrated that he knew a bit of karate. The dirty lil guy Keod felled Kenyatta like a lumberjack felling a big tree. However, Kenyatta cohabitates with perhaps one of the most beautiful women in New Providence. I een fussy about her tattoos, but she is the epitome of a Black Venus -- even after reproducing wid da big guy.

Who she is banker?

I don't think that it's right to call her name here. She een done nuthin' except like Kenyatta.

**Kenyatta Gibson Is, And Always Have Been, A useless pile of Dung....Good Riddance!**

"The time for new leadership has been birthed. The time for new leadership has arrived." Miles Munroe. Plenty people will be moving off the scene and plenty new faces that you never saw before will appear. And no one will be able to stop it or control it. They will new ideas and new visions for the New Bahamas.

It's Myles not Miles. And if he were such a good prophet, he would have not gotten aboard the private jet.

When Jesus went into Jerusalem, he rode a humble donkey instead of the finest chariot. I guess Myles een get da humility and poverty memo, and God pasted it to the shipyard crane so that it would be the last thing to go through his mind -- physically -- when the crane girders sliced through the plane and mix-mastered his body so bad that it was closed casket. It was a good rich-man lesson about a camel going through the eye of a needle, and the needle won.

Very well said.

So what who really cares,the party goes on!

Banker, are you suggesting that Dr. Myles Munroe should have taken the mail boat?

You took the words right out of my mouth. However, he was going to a conference to fleece the flock. You had to pay to get in. You had to buy your John-the-Baptist steak knives, and your Dead-Sea-Scrolls shower curtains, and your books on how to be a Christian leader and suppress your wife.

It was a bait-and-switch, Come-to-Jesus flea market, and it p*ssed off the Almighty. Remember the money changers in the temple? They got a cut hip, and Myles got the smash-the-body-to-pieces wrath of God.

Comrade Bloggers, I'm reading your insensitivity for conman decency, mixed-up "earthly" views to define what happened to Dr. Myles and his flight crew and passengers, as they were preparing to fatefully make the plane's approach into Freeport's airport, and why God "let" it happen.
Keep bloggnig like this - don't you be too leisured if you see a dangerous spike in ya's own
vital signs. God, does have a comedic side Him.
Amen!

A priest and a parishioner were golfing. At the first hole, the parishioner had an easy putt, and he missed it. He shouted "Gawd dammit, I missed.". The priest said "Don't say that. You will raise the ire of God, and a big thumb will come out of the sky and crush you."

One the second hole, the parishioner teed up, and said he would put it straight down the fairway. It went off into the trees and he said "Gawd dammit, I missed.". The priest said "I am warning you. You will suffer the wrath of God if you say that one more time".

The parishioner was pitching to the green, and the ball over-flew the green. He shouted "Gawd dammit, I missed".

At that point a black cloud appeared, and clap of thunder echoed through the sky. A huge thumb came out of the cloud, and crushed the priest to smithereens. Then a huge voice was heard across the heavens "Gawd dammit, I missed !!!!!!"

I een afraid. I een selling tickets to heaven or salvation for filthy lucre.

Comrade Banker, the moral story is Gawd, goin do some target practice before the thunder appears out the black dark clouds to get ya ass. Banker goin be burnt toast.

Nope, I'm God's Banker.

Comrade Banker, they say that Jesus had a pedigree scorn for money changers.

Someone has to do it, and the Jews ruined it when they crucified him.

Love it! Keep them coming!

That's why you're here Tal??

Banker, say three hail marys and two our fathers and sin no more.

LOL.

Comrade Banker, since you're so good at numbers - do the math.
Over just the next thirty-years, some thirty-million people, from all walks of life, races and counties, will have been inspired to continue on to “Walk The Dr. Myles Talk” into action around the globe.
Not bad for a poor black Bahamalander, from Over-Da-Hill.

As usual, your numbers are suspect. I'd say it was 437. :o)

Back to our regularly scheduled program. Kenyatta may be in a heap of trouble.

*It's Myles not Miles. And if he were such a good prophet, he would have not gotten aboard the private jet.
When Jesus went into Jerusalem, he rode a humble donkey instead of the finest chariot.* Miles Munroe rode into his death on a private jet. Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a *humble donkey* to meet the same fate. The fact is you cannot escape death. Miles Munroe said that he had preached himself empty and he was ready to meet his faith. His work in the earth was done..Christ's work was also finished No one knows the day or the hour but at least he felt he was ready. Don't judge .

Yes I totally understand. Just because Myles felt he was as far as he could go, he needed to die -- just like Jesus, except that Jesus gave his stuff to the poor and rendered unto Caesar and stuff. And Jesus wasn't selling anything. However, I understand that Jesus was going to hold a Sermon on the Mount conference as well, and would have cost 100 shekels to get in, but the entertainment and the appetizers would be provided.

So to finish off the job, 8 other people were killed, including a young couple in the prime of their lives who's work was not finished -- but hey, it didn't matter because Myles work was done. Makes sense to me. His wife was probably done her shopping too, so it was time to depart the earth. I get it now. God killed a baby too, because Myles work was done. Hallelujah!

Comrade Doubting Dr. Myles's, allow me clear up for what some us done knows that there multiple births for the soul - which means, Dr. Myles and passengers time on this rock we call earth - was but a souls stopover - measured by whatever eror shorter length times we got enjoy them.
For all we know at this very Sunday morning worship moment, Dr. Myles new soul is speaking before his largest ever audience of believers and sinners alike? Will probably hit the keyboard during the closing minutes.
Amen!

So if he is re-incarnated, did he leave all of his money to himself?

Actually though, re-incarnation is not a Christian belief -- remember the Resurrection of the Body ting? You go into the cloud, into a holding pattern and wait for the final trumpet.

Or if you are PLP, you go directly to Hell, you do not pass go, you do not collect $200. If you are dyslexic, your soul goes to Santa. But whatever the outcome, you do not make a re-appearance in this veil of tears.

I sincerely doubt that Myles was a Buddhist.

Comrade Banker, If you're wrong and if Dr. Myles's new soul is vindictive, I is thinking, just maybe you're getting verrrrrrry close to the extinction ya earthly soul?
Maybe ya is going from Banker to be reincarnated as an Androsian Sea Bed Sponge - to
be harvested for sale in Africa as females Tampon. .

I do believe that The Light Bearer is having a good ole time, sticking his pitchfork into preacher as we speak as the flames dance in glee.

Comrade Banker, I take it your Soul has not lived other lives? Yeah, well, I didn't believe in Reincarnation during my first Soul's life, either.

It is amazing how an article about a politician's not nominating can turn into a character assassination of a respected man of God.

Respected you say? Interesting.

O how I does love yinna people...................

Comrade Dr. Myles, had only he lived would have become the Republic Of The Bahamaland's, first President in the year 2023

Then, in terms of what has happened, God is Great!

Comrade Banker, the great skill sets from God, does progresses downward to angels, and then are abused by evil tricksters demons - likes tormented souls likes ya self.
Praise Da Lord Jesus!!

I een da devil -- although I once dated his sister. She lives in Nassau.

Banker, three hail marys and two our fathers can't do nothing for you, need to rub you down with lard, make you run naked thru the grave yard and beat you with a piece of two by four.

I know folks who would like that.

Reminds me of a colleague once from the UK. He went to a posh private school (which they call public schools for some unfathomable reason). The head master used to cane them on the bare buttocks, but prior to or just after the caning, he would sprinkle perfume to make the skin sting even more.

As it turned out, that ruined the chap sexually for the rest of his life. He cannot engage in conjugal relationships without a bottle of perfume and a stick.

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