Dear Reader, This book was written by a minister for a minister. However, the messages contained herein are a look at some of the issues that I went through as a young preacher and are beneficial to parishioners to aid newly called men of God in their ministry; as well as, seeing what goes on in the mind of a minister. Its purpose is to encourage those who are called into God's work and to strengthen those considering throwing in the towel. As Paul said in 1st Corinthians 16:13; ""Watch ye, stand fast in the faith, quit you like men, be strong."" Christ is coming soon and we can't quit now. With Love From Above The Penman Preacher
Have you ever desired to know more about streaming gamers? Then your ship has come into harbor. This work sheds light on the exploding popularity of the phenomena in the wake of the pandemic via a humorous tour of the cast of characters who regularly stream, a key part of that being in-depth takes via devised fictitious subcultures of gamers. All are represented from one chapter to the next. Readers will not only enjoy jocund accounts of streaming but will glean historic insights too, covering such things as game industry history, stream platforms, gamer lexicon. In addition, the work relates the subcultures to wacky stereotypes of denizens from various US states mentioned herein. Love it or hate it, streaming has become an inextricable way of life for many, even for those whose content interests reside wholly outside of the realm of gaming altogether. It brings people of opposing beliefs together by affording them outlets of common ground and peak enjoyment achieved by gaming across the aisles. Hence, I riff on this idealistic state of mind expressed as representing a new gilded age for gaming, as one drunk streamer would have it. Gamertopia then is a fun farce offering insights into gamer behaviors. Think of it as having spent a scintillating evening at your local comedy club, where the comedian's shtick is serving up hot takes on absurd things gamers get up to on stream channels. Enjoy!
All she has to do is keep the genius-nerd-turned-hot-guy away from his ex--her boss--for the weekend. Oh, and not fall for him herself in the process. Yeah, things are definitely going to get out of hand.
Ten leading international authorities present in-depth guidance on all aspects of the clinical examination and orthopaedic surgery of the hand and upper limb. Comprehensive, yet concise descriptions, accompanied by clear operative illustrations, make today's best techniques easy to understand and perform.
Dear Reader, This book was written by a minister for a minister. However, the messages contained herein are a look at some of the issues that I went through as a young preacher and are beneficial to parishioners to aid newly called men of God in their ministry; as well as, seeing what goes on in the mind of a minister. Its purpose is to encourage those who are called into God's work and to strengthen those considering throwing in the towel. As Paul said in 1st Corinthians 16:13; ""Watch ye, stand fast in the faith, quit you like men, be strong."" Christ is coming soon and we can't quit now. With Love From Above The Penman Preacher
Nobody had heard the report of a pistol. There had been no disturbance; in fact, no audible altercation, no startling cry for help, or even a groan of sudden, terrible distress. The man lay there as motionless, nevertheless, as if felled by a thunderbolt. His life had been snuffed out like the flame of a candle by the fury of a whirlwind. Death had come upon him like a bolt from the blue. By slow degrees his face underwent a change—but it was not the change that ordinarily follows sudden death, that peaceful calm that marks the end of earthly toil and trouble. Instead, the smoothly shaven skin seemed to shrink and wither slightly over the dead nerves and lifeless muscles, and a singular slaty hue that was hardly perceptible settled around his lips and nostrils, partly dispelling the first deathly pallor. It was as if the blast from a furnace, or the searing touch of a fiery hand, had withered and parched it. He was a comparatively young man, not over thirty, and he was fashionably clad in a plaid business suit. He was lying flat on his back on the floor of the second-story corridor of a building known as the Waldmere Chambers, in the city of Madison. Presently the door of one of the several adjoining rooms was opened and a stylish young woman emerged. She was clad for the street, and lingered to lock the door and put the key in her leather hand bag. Then she turned, and her gaze fell upon the prostrate man, several yards away and nearer the broad stairway leading down to the lower floor and the street door. “Good heavens! Is he drunk?” she gasped, shrinking involuntarily.
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