[ WP ] God has grown tired of all violence , hatred and bigotry that goes on in his name and decides to do something about it .

`` Thank you Pastor for that opening devotion. Has everyone read the minutes from last month?'' Jim looked around the table at the all heads quickly scanning the minutes from the last meeting. `` Any changes? OK, seeing none, we will just approve the minutes as presented. Is there any urgent business before we get into the committee reports?'' 
 
 `` I think we need to address that Supreme Court ruling,'' squeaked Janice the church busybody and secretary of the Council. `` It's horrible what those homosexuals are doing to this country. Why, we even have them here in Hicktown, walking around, holding hands. I would n't be surprised if they're the reason we had the horrible windstorm a few days ago.'' There were several nods around the table, Pastor Coleman sighed. 
 
 Scott, the Chairman of the Elders spoke up, `` Actually, we do n't see this ruling having much impact on us.'' 
 
 Kent, the Treasurer, lashed out, `` But we have to do something. These people are destroying family values, and that's what's causing our drop in attendance. People do n't value what's important anymore!'' 
 
 `` Yeah, we need to respond!'' Janice almost shouted, more excited than anyone had ever seen her. 
 
 Pastor Coleman spoke in his deep, low voice, `` The church is very concerned about this development, and others. It is being deliberated at the highest levels.'' 
 
 Suddenly a man stood in the middle of the conference table, towering above the councilmembers and causing Janice to choke on her coffee. He was a old man, with nicely trimmed white hair and wrinkles around his eyes. With two steps he proved that he was still quite agile as he dropped nimbly to the floor at the end of the table and turned to regard the council. Later Scott would have sworn that his eyes actually glowed for a second. 
 
 `` What is going on here?'' He just glared around the table. Though not an impressive sight in his comfortable jeans and khaki shirt, his demeanor quieted even the most outspoken of the councilmembers. 
 
 Pastor Coleman stood and glared back. `` And who may I ask, are you?'' 
 
 The two stared at each other for several seconds before Pastor Coleman looked down. 
 
 `` I am who I am. Now, I'm tired of this shit. I thought I was pretty clear in the Holy Scriptures. You are to love one another! Homosexuals included. Adulterers, thieves, prostitutes, and fucking necrophiliacs for that matter. The next order of business for you is to figure out how to get some homosexuals in this building on Sunday and treat them like you would treat any other child of mine. Got that? 
 
 `` Oh, I'm not finished yet. Why is everyone at this table white? This town is fourteen percent black, eight percent Hispanic, and two percent Asian. Why are there no black people at your services? I'll tell you why. Because you do n't make them welcome. Next order of business, I want you out tonight on the street talking to every minority person you see and inviting them to church. Got that?'' Janice suddenly started writing furiously while the rest of the council just looked down at the table. 
 
 `` No, we're not done quite yet. One more thing. You will ALL treat every other person on this earth as though they were a valuable child of mine, because they ARE! Your meetings from now on will be about how you can help the poor, the depressed, the oppressed, and the just plain misguided. Got that? OK, I have some business to attend to in Syria, but just remember, the next time I see you, I will hold you accountable for what you do after today. Is that clear?'' 
 
 Everyone around the table looked at the man with wide eyes. Suddenly the lights went out for a few seconds and when they came back on, the man was gone. 
 
 The councilmembers all just looked around the table at each other. Finally, Jim, the chairman spoke. `` The next order of business will be how we can reach out to homosexuals in our community and offer our love and help to them.''
