"O Lord God Almighty, maker of heaven, earth and seas, and of all things that in them are, and who controllest and subjectest the devil, and the dark and benighted dominion of Sheol--Stretch forth thy hand; let thine eye pierce; let they pavilion be taken up; let they hiding place no longer be covered; let thing ear be inclined; let thine heart be softened, and they bowels moved with compassion toward us." -Joseph Smith (A prayer during his time in Liberty Jail)
"I thought we weren't supposed to counsel the Lord." -Emily to Alan (sarcastically)
"Yeah. Especially about his bowels." -Alan
Commentary: If we are not at church tomorrow, please come to find out if our car wouldn't start or if our house burned down.
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Ha ha ha! This sounds like many-a-conversations that Adam and I have had.
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