Community Presbyterian Church of Bellefonte, KY

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Community Presbyterian Church of Bellefonte, KY This is the gathering place for Community Presbyterian Church of Bellefonte, Kentucky, a member of the Transylvania Presbytery of the PCUSA.

Community Presbyterian Church of Bellefonte, KY is a church of the Transylvania Presbytery, PCUSA. Established more than fifty years ago, it continues to speak the Word of God to Bellefonte. Our worship services are simple Presbyterian, the music traditional, the sermons (usually) bearably long. We're located one mile from the intersection of Route 5 and US 23 on Bellefonte-Princess Road (Route 5).

10/18/2026

A DEBT TO BE PAID

The telephone rings. It's a collection call. “You owe a debt”, the ominous voice on the other end of the line says. “How will you pay it?”

There is, perhaps, no more important question for a Christian. Jesus walked intentionally to the cross where He absorbed into His body the full power of sin and by overcoming death itself indebted each of us who claim the name Christian until He shall come again. How will you pay the debt? The answer you provide says worlds about how you understand your relationship with God.

The first thing we must to is to actually engage the debt we owe as a real-world, right now issue of how we live. When we read Bible stories it's pretty easy to paint the whole thing over with a coat of once-upon-a-time and distance ourselves from the reality of what we are reading. In fact, we are SO good at distancing ourselves from the horrifying reality behind the story of Jesus that we no longer can feel fear over what is happening. It has become “just a Bible story”. But the danger faced by Jesus in this story today is real and horrifying, and it is not limited to Roman occupied Second Temple Palestine. That danger is here, with us, right now!
The world is going to hell in a hand basket and if Christians, the disciples of the Prince of Peace, don't speak up, who will? Turns out, we don’t have a corner on that obligation. If we don’t speak to the illness which infects us, others will — others like an Islamic teenager named Malala Yousafzai. In 2012 while leaving school on a bus 15 year old Yousafzai and two other girls were shot by a Pakistani Taliban gunman in retaliation for her activism in favor of education for girls. Yousafzai was hit in the head.

I know. You've always been taught that God speaks only through those who claim the name Christian, but hear again Isaiah’s words,

Thus says the Lord to his anointed, to Cyrus,
whose right hand I have grasped
to subdue nations before him
and strip kings of their robes,

“Cyrus” is Cyrus of Persia who allowed the Israelites to return to Jerusalem in 538 B.C.E. after their exile to Babylon. He was not a Jew; he was a Persian. Today we would call him an Iranian. When Isaiah calls Cyrus the Lord’s “anointed”, the word he is using, moshiak, is, in English, messiah. Isaiah is referring to Cyrus as the Lord’s messiah! God will act through those He chooses! That might include a 15 year old Pakistani girl.

This girl met with President Obama. And what did she tell the most powerful man in the world? She told him:

“The best way to fight against terrorism is through peaceful means. A war can never be ended by a war.”

She went on to tell CBS,

“I'm not scared of the Taliban. I might be scared of ghosts or dragons, but I'm not scared of the Taliban. If you kill someone, you have shown that you are afraid of them. Why should I be afraid of someone who is already afraid of me?”

You can't paint over Malala's story as once-upon-a-time or “just a Bible story”. Her story is contemporary. I can tell you about the times and places in which Jesus walked but I can't make you feel the fear for Jesus that you can feel for a young girl on a school bus in our own times. That's beyond my abilities though the danger is the same. The forces that Malala Yousafzai is confronting today are precisely the forces confronting Jesus in our reading today. The forces which led the Taliban to shoot Malala and led those opposed to Jesus to crucify Him are the same – the demonic teaching that we are God’s equal partner and, as such, are empowered to act for Him with violence to remove inconvenient people. Jesus taught us otherwise and that made Him a VERY inconvenient person in His time. Malala Yousafzai speaks this truth to our time and, so, is inconvenient.

We almost never think of the work of Jesus during his time on earth as political or disruptive, but it was intensely so, just as Malala's actions are in our time. The plot against Jesus was intended to trap him into saying something that would place him so at odds with the Romans that they would kill Him, which would get Him out of their hair as well. The experience of Malala Yousafzai on that school bus offers us a unique opportunity to see just what made Jesus such a disruptive influence in His time. The human way is the way of death. Malala the Muslim has named the way of Jesus:

The best way to fight against terrorism is through peaceful means. A war can never be ended by a war.

I can see the mental eye rolling from here but I stand by what I have said, and I stand by Malala Yousafzai. It is the need to dominate others by greater force which fuels the descent into madness from which our world suffers. Why would the Taliban oppose education for women? Is it not because in their minds, women must be kept uneducated so that they will become submissive wives, under the domination of their husbands?

The domination systems of Jesus' time and those of our time are “the ways of the world” and the coin of the realm is death and destruction, gun powder and poison gas. True Satanic corruption isn't only to be found in Hamas’ horrific attacks on innocents in Gaza or in the Taliban's shooting of a school girl. It is to be found in the extent to which we Christians accept death and violence as unavoidable, even necessary, while still insisting we are following the teachings of Christ.

Pope Francis once said:

Adam, where are you?” Where are you, o man? What have you come to? …Who corrupted you? Who disfigured you? Who led you to presume that you are the master of good and evil? Who convinced you that you were god? Not only did you torture and kill your brothers and sisters, but you sacrificed them to yourself, because you made yourself a god.

There are hidden powers latent within us so persuasive, so compelling, so powerful that it becomes appropriate to speak of them as forces of demonic possession. When these forces convince us, by fear, or by appeals to nationality or to our damnable sense of self-righteousness that death, domination, and destruction are acceptable parts of our world, then the corruption infects our very national soul. I could not say it better or more completely than Walter Wink has done:

I began to realize that if violence was my last resort, then I was still enmeshed in the belief that violence saves. And that meant that no matter how much I might object to any particular form of domination, I was still trusting domination and violence to bring about justice and peace.4
Those who follow Jesus in deed are distinct from the world. Jesus' life and teaching led intentionally to the cross. Those who follow Him in deed do likewise, though it is terrifying. His walk to the cross indebted you, His disciples, to Him. You owe a debt. How will you pay?

AMEN

BENEDICTION
You were created from nothing for a purpose. That act of creation imposed a debt upon you to live out that purpose. We are speaking about faithful payment of that debt when we speak of living a life of faith.

The Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you;
the Lord lift up his countenance upon you, and give you peace.

10/01/2026

http://1937flood.com/audio/1996-StewAndCharlie.mp3
FLOOD TIME CAPSULE: Twenty-two years ago this week, Stew Schneider and Charles sat down to record a few of the tunes they had been working on lately. Stew had been in The Flood off and on since its earliest days. In fact, when Joe joined up in 1975, Stew was already there, playing bass. Then, in the late 1970s and early ‘80s, when the guys got juggy with it and started exploring the after-dark hokum tunes of folks like The Memphis Jug Band, Gus Cannon and Tampa Red and Georgia Tom, Stew switched to a bluesy harmonica to be The Flood’s first woodwind section. Later still, he drifted away again to sample other instruments. By the mid-1990s, he had become quite a talented and tasteful Autoharp player, and he and Charlie regularly jammed on Wednesday evenings. This 9-minute track recorded on March 27, 1996, illustrates the kind of tunes the duo was playing in those days. The first song is a composition by Andy M. Stewart and Manus Lunny, “My Heart Belongs to She,” which Charlie had heard on the late, great WOUB radio’s “Below The Salt” show with Keith Newman. Following that is an instrumental that Stewart wrote. (We’ve forgotten what he called it, so it now goes down in history with the catchy title of “Stewart’s Song.”) The final cut is the guys’ rendition of the Irish lullaby, “October Wind,” featuring not only Stew’s harmonica, but also his vocal harmony. (And THERE is the evidence, so don’t let him to continue telling you he can’t sing….)

http://1937flood.com/audio/1996-StewAndCharlie.mp3

By the way, if you enjoy these more-or-less weekly Flood Time Capsule posts and want to do a little binge-browsing, check out our “Five Decades of Floodishness” page on The Flood website:
http://1937flood.com/pages/bb-timecapsule.html

09/27/2026

The “kids” come over on Sunday evening. They finish the cooking, set the table, serve us supper, then clean up and do the dishes. We’re so grateful. It’s a wonderful family time. How long will it take to become comfortable with 80 years old?

09/27/2026

I’ve been trying all day to get Facebook to stop copying my posts to the church’s page. With no success. I gave up and told ChatGPT that I had to go to “She Who Must Be Obeyed “

ChatGPT replied, “She Who Must Be Obeyed has precedence “

09/27/2026

21st century people have a problem with miracles. We don't trust then. And when a miracle happens our first inclination is to find some reasonable, non-miracle explanation. I witnessed not one but two miracles. Saw them. Lived them. Here. Now. Set aside your modern world lack of wonder and walk with me through A Day of Miracles.

09/27/2026

I am so excited I almost asked you to stand and shout with me, but my years at First Pres taught me that Presbyterians don’t shout! Nonetheless, it’s a teaching day! A life-changing day and you were here to see it last Sunday! I’m just so excited! Today we’re going to talk about a miracle right here in little Community Presbyterian church, 605 Bellefonte Princess Road!
If contemporary Christianity has suffered a loss it is in the reality of miracles. We see miracles as things that happened two thousand years ago. We don’t easily entertain the possibility of a miracle here and now! But little Community Presbyterian church has been witness to a miracle and you were here to see it last Sunday.
Problem is, you saw the healing, but you didn’t see the sickness that came before. Today, I am tasked to show you what happened when God reached down to touch little Community Presbyterian Church. You were there to witness the miracle. Now, you need to hear what preceded it. The miracle was a healing in three acts. Prepare to be humbled.
We’ll call Act I “Setting the Stage”:
In all the Biblical healing miracles, it’s important to know that the patient is helpless and can’t help himself. That was the case here last Sunday. As you know, I have “multi-infarct dementia”. My body throws scabs, called “infarcts” into my blood stream. If one of those infarcts clogs an artery in my brain, the parts of my brain beyond it get no oxygen. In a worst case scenario, those parts of my brain will die. Even if no parts of my brain die, though, I’m terribly confused. That’s what happened last Sunday. I had a “mini stroke”. That’s why I told you about trying to order Egg McMuffins at a Starbucks. I was having a mini stroke without knowing it and it had scrambled my brain. That’s a very bad thing if you have a responsibility to discharge. I couldn’t remember how to lead a worship service!
There was another devil preying on me as well, this time one of my own creation. Truth is, I was feeling incompetent as a minister last Sunday, a real fraud. Old men are sometimes bedeviled by insecurities and I’m not immune. I’m a lawyer. What if I am imposing myself on this church as “stated supply speaker”, even though I have only partial ministerial training, because I lost my political job? What if it’s all about me, not service to you?
I was a real mess last Sunday morning. I was ill, but I needed to lead a service of worship for you anyway, the more so since I was raised in a family that valued attention to duty and accomplishments. If you wanted approval in my family, you had to earn it. I got the same (or similar) teaching from First Presbyterian. If you want God’s approval, you must earn it by a life lived within the teachings of Jesus. Do right now, get better later. It’s all about earning your salvation. Last Sunday, though, I clearly was not going to “do right”. I was a very sick minister in need of a healing though, truthfully, I didn’t yet understand all that was happening to me. What a mess! I was convinced that I was a shameless fraud unworthy of anyone’s respect or approval and the emptiness in my brain just confirmed that. It was unthinkable that I would be able to lead a service of worship. That’s when the door opened.
Act 2: The Assurance:
With a rush of wind a ten year old Cambodian girl ran to me for a loving hug. I don’t know this child though I have seen her in Starbuck’s on some Sunday mornings. I lack the words to paint for you the effect that child’s hug had on me. In an instant, with her arms around my neck, my life changed. I wasn’t alone. I felt healed! I felt God with me. I felt loved despite my lack of education; despite my incompetence; despite my belief that I could prove my worth single-handedly by my accomplishments. Yes, I am incompetent. Yes, my mental acuity is shredded but God in heaven walked with me in Starbucks and said, with the arms of a tiny Cambodian girl, that I am loved. Kathy led me to the car and we went to church. I could hardly sit still in the car. I thought my travails were over!
Not so fast there, preacher! You are loved by God but things haven’t gotten as bad as they will and they will get that bad because you still don’t yet understand the extent of God’s love, not as something in a sermon, but in real life. You need to understand that God walks with you as you go about the tasks He brings to you. Your successes are not proof of your competence – they are proof of God’s presence with you. You cannot earn God’s love—His love is freely given.
Then, things did indeed get worse. At church, I opened my computer as I do every Sunday. That computer was my last resource in view of my mini stroke. On that computer were my prayers for the day, the Scripture passages, and, most critically, my sermon which I had written about five years before—everything I would need to lead the service of worship. The computer stuttered and shut down. The battery was dead. My mind was gone. My computer with all my worship preparations was gone. I stood naked before you. Without my “cheat sheets”, I was going to be finally exposed for the fraud I am. Except…
Act 3: The Healing
Somehow, I spoke the prayers. I don’t know how. I read the Scriptures from a Bible with sticky pages that I had to wrestle with. I got through all of the service of worship, without my cheat sheets, but all that led to THE SERMON! I had no idea what to do. I couldn’t remember anything I had written. In front of me was a congregation who expected a sermon, was ENTITLED to a sermon, and my power to deliver a sermon had been swept away. My mind was gone. My computer was dead. The obstructions in my path overwhelmed me.
Then, my lips began to move. They formed words. I don’t know where the words came from. It wasn’t the sermon I had worked on. It was a new sermon and I delivered it from the strength of that little girl’s hug. I cannot express the feelings that swept over me. I was not alone! I am loved. I do not walk alone! God walks with me and with each of you as you overcome the obstructions in your way to follow the path He has set for you! You and I are following, no matter how poorly, in the demands of the tasks to which we have been called. A miracle day! A teaching day!
I didn’t pray for a mini stroke. I didn’t pray for my computer to die. I didn’t ask for a collection of calamities sufficient to cancel our service of worship last Sunday just so I could show you a miracle. God devised the calamities to allow me to see the miracle. And now, you can see it with me. You can see that you are loved. The obstructions and the trials that comprise human life are there to prove to you, indisputably, that God walks with you through the tasks He has set for you. You exist for a purpose – a purpose God created you to accomplish but you can’t do it by yourself. You can’t win approval or acclaim by attending to your purpose for it is God who goes with you. It is God who makes it possible for you to live a Jesus-directed life.
God’s example is that of a lover, wooing each sinner into an ever-closer relationship with Him, no matter what they have done in the past. When we seek the suffering of sinners, when we demand harsh punishment for criminals, we expose the sin that is keeping us from God. Our need to see evil punished and good rewarded is the blinding sin that stands in the way of the relationship we could have with Jesus Christ. In God’s justice, it is not important what you have done. The only thing that is important is that you repent of your sins, accept His forgiveness, and turn your life – heart, head and hand – to the ministry He has given you.
AMEN
BENEDICTION
I’m much impressed with the writings of Bishop N.T. Wright. In his book “The Day the Revolution Began”, he sets out his position:
The human problem is not so much “sin” seen as the breaking of moral codes—though that, to be sure, is part of it, … but rather idolatry and the distortion of genuine humanness it produces. These two mistakes go together, reinforcing the basic heaven-and-earth dualism that continues to haunt Western theology.
The “goal” is not “heaven,” but a renewed human vocation within God’s renewed creation. This is what every biblical book from Genesis on is pointing toward.
The Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you;
the Lord lift up his countenance upon you, and give you peace.
Optional parts of the readings are set off in square brackets.
The Bible texts of the Old Testament, Epistle and Gospel lessons are from the New Revised Standard Version Bible, copyright 1989 by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Church of Christ in the USA, and used by permission.
The Collects, Psalms and Canticles are from the Book of Common Prayer, 1979.
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09/20/2026

A miracle day! A teaching day! I’m speechless! Here’s what happened:

I was feeling incompetent as a minister, a real fraud. What if I am imposing myself on this church as a “stated supply speaker”, even though I have no completed ministerial training, because I lost my political job? What if there IS no “God” and I’m just playing into a cultural understanding for my own benefit?

I went to the Starbucks cash register and ordered “two Egg McMuffins”. When she replied that Starbucks doesn’t have those I interpreted it as they were out of Egg McMuffins. I had to shout to Kathy to find what I should have ordered.

Damned old feeble minded fool. “Incompetent” in spades! Who do you think you are to speak for God, if there is one somewhere up there? I went back to my seat feeling unloved and alone. That’s when the door opened.

With a rush of wind a ten year old Cambodian girl ran into Kathy’s arms, then to me for a loving hug. In an instant, I felt loved. I wasn’t alone. I felt healed! Yes, I am incompetent. Yes, my mental acuity is shredded but then the uncertain God in heaven walked with me in Starbucks and said, with the arms of a tiny Cambodian girl, that I am loved.

I am loved despite my lack of education; Despite my incompetence; despite my need to construct evidence that my efforts are proof of my worth. I was primed for the conclusion of the lesson.

We went to church. I took my computer out of my briefcase and opened it. On that computer were my prayers for the day, the Scripture passages, and, most critically, my sermon which I had written about five years before. The computer stuttered and shut down. The battery was dead and, incompetent old fool that I am, I had forgotten to charge it.

I don’t know how to transmit my panic! Everything, except that little girl’s hug this morning, proved that I am unqualified to lead a service of worship without my “cheat sheets”. I was going to be finally exposed for the fraud I am. Except…

I spoke the prayers. I read the Scriptures from a Bible with sticky pages that I had to wrestle with. I got through that which led to THE SERMON!

I had no idea what to do. I couldn’t remember anything I had written. We’ve already determined that I was suffering from a dementia day, a day which had defeated my ability to order food at Starbucks or even to charge my computer. What can I do?

My lips began to move. They formed words. I don’t know where the words came from. It wasn’t the sermon I had worked on. It was a new sermon and I delivered it in the warmth of the little girl’s hug.

I am not alone! I am loved. I am not a fraud! I am following, no matter how poorly, in the task to which I have been assigned. A miracle day! A teaching day! I’m speechless!

08/30/2026

The Demands of Your Faith.

I want to talk to you today about the cost of discipleship. An old pastor friend of mine once said that my redemption cost God his son and Jesus his life, and if I paid less than that, I got it too cheaply. Keeping that in mind, I have a serious question for you: “What does your faith demand of you?” You are faithful, life-long church attenders. What does your faith demand of you? It’s a question we do not, in my experience, entertain seriously very often. It’s much more pleasant to view our faith as a familiar habit or a pleasant tradition than as something which makes demands on us. Nevertheless, living a life of faith comes with demands. Entering into the Kingdom of God demands transformation. What does your faith demand of you?

For some, their faith demands that they abstain from alcohol. Others understand their faith to demand that they be “nice” people who don’t pick fights or use bad language. A shocking (to me) number of people to whom I speak seem to think that their faith demands that they stand for the playing of the national anthem or displaying the flag, though I don’t get that connection at all. I meet a lot of “or else” people who believe that they are to do what their church says or else they’ll go to hell and they don’t want to go to hell.

Another example might be the little friend of Kat’s we once took to the buffet at Carter Caves. She insisted that we say grace before we ate, and we did. Then we went back for seconds and she insisted that we had to say grace again because, she explained, praying before eating made the food taste better. She had been taught that following the teachings of one’s faith grants personal benefit.

That said, what does your faith demand of you?

In the passage we read from Matthew, Jesus has just ruined everyone’s day.

Jesus began to show his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and undergo great suffering at the hands of the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed, and on the third day be raised.

Just try to imagine how you would feel if your friend and teacher said such a thing to you! “undergo great suffering at the hands of the elders and chief priests and scribes, and be killed.” How would you react?

And Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him, saying, “God forbid it, Lord! This must never happen to you.”

Jesus, the Son of the living God, was having none of that and reacted with considerable force.

But he turned and said to Peter, “Get behind me, Satan! You are a stumbling block to me; for you are setting your mind not on divine things but on human things.”

Whoa! That’s pretty rough! Can’t we have a difference of opinion without getting personal? Well...no, not if one of the parties to the conversation is God’s only Son. There’s only one answer to the question of what your faith demands of you. Living a life of faith demands that we set our minds not on human things, but on divine things.

I was only called to do that once and it nearly broke me. I was given a “death qualified” murder case. I listened to the demands of my faith and what I heard was, “Thou shalt not kill.” If I were to prosecute such a case, I would have to offer to the jury, and the people of my county, reasons why God’s commandment, “Thou shalt not kill” could be ignored in the pursuit of some other human goal. I could not speak the teachings of Jesus into my community. I would have to make the human desire to get even appear moral.

Prosecuting such a case happens more behind the scenes than out in public. Defense has to get the death penalty off the table so negotiations center on that outcome. A plea is normally undertaken for a life sentence in return for a guilty plea. That would have been the “safe” way to approach this conflict between what my faith was demanding, and the political realities of my job. Bad guys go to jail, the commandment not to kill has been obeyed, and nobody has to confront God’s commandments as anything but a Sunday School lesson.

The problem with such a strategy is that sneaking around the demands of my faith to preserve my job means not speaking the Word of God into my community. I told the judge that my faith would not permit me to argue to a jury that they had the power of life or death over these children of God. I lost my job. Big deal! Jesus endured torture, then was nailed through his hands and feet to make his death as miserable as it could be. I just lost a part of the income of my family.

This church came to my rescue, providing a pulpit from which I could serve the demands of my faith, as well as I could understand them. Central to those demands is the recognition that, “You will never look into the eyes of someone not loved by God”. We know this. We just agree to forget it when it is inconvenient.

This week, in a discussion of the political convention, someone, perhaps tongue in cheek, reported that a person “out Wayne” had expressed his belief that the Democrats were coming for “our guns, our Bibles and our chickens”. One has to be from around here to know that Wayne County, West Virginia is always referred to as “out Wayne” and that some people out Wayne still keep chickens in their yards. The fear being expressed was that tribal totems will be destroyed.

Sorting out our totems from the demands of our faith is what what makes Moses’ theophany so powerful. God tells Moses what to do and say, and Moses asks, “Says who?” God thunders His answer.
“I AM WHO I AM.”

This is clearly where the rubber meets the road, why Peter got so strict a correction and why I couldn’t compromise the demands of my faith. God is not an opinion, your position with Him is not an opinion, whether your acknowledge God or not is not relevant. You are His creation, and He Is Who He Is! This rings throughout the Scripture.

God also said to Moses, “Thus you shall say to the Israelites, ‘The Lord, the God of your ancestors, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, has sent me to you’:
This is my name forever,
and this my title for all generations.

Over and over, this is the message of Scripture! “This is my title for all generations!”

No one is as holy as Adonai, because there is none to compare with you, no rock like our God.

Over and over Scripture thunders that no matter how fondly attached you are to your chickens, no matter how passionate a UK fan you are, no matter your politics or your preferences, no matter even if you attend church just to be seen as a decent sort of person or because it makes the food taste better, your relationship with God isn’t defined by what you think about it. It is defined by God, Himself!

God could not be clearer about it than this:

I am the Lord your God...you shall have no other gods before me.

However much you hunger for the approval of your friends and relations, your loyalty is to God. Not your first loyalty or your best loyalty. Your complete and total loyalty. Dietrich Bonhoeffer declared that the primal sin of humanity consisted in putting the knowledge of good and evil before the knowledge of God. There must be some substantial continuity between what we mean by good and evil and what God means; otherwise we are in moral darkness indeed.

For the Christian, the demands of God upon your person, your life, your very thoughts are owed to Him alone.

So now, O Israel, what does the Lord your God require of you? Only to fear the Lord your God, to walk in all his ways, to love him, to serve the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul,

Only that, church. Only that.
AMEN

BENEDICTION
The church teaches:

When we come to Christ, the goal is not to do certain things, to check off the box to show that we have a right to enter into the kingdom of God but it’s a transformation of who we are. It’s a transformation of our hearts. It’s a transformation of our desires. The person who serves others begrudgingly is not serving. The person who is generous, hoping to get something in return for it is not really giving.

When we seek transformation of who we are, we need an example for it is a harrowing undertaking. Jesus is our teacher, but we were given a contemporary example of a life focused on the divine in the life of Dolly Parton, who saw her great wealth as held in trust for those in need. As Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me." Follow Jesus. Remember Dolly.

The Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you;
the Lord lift up his countenance upon you, and give you peace.

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605 Bellefonte-Princess Road
Ashland, KY
41101

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