Throughout your life, you frequently ignored the will and needs of your subjects, rejecting their choices as to who should serve in your offices alongside you as public servants. “You are correct. “But there’s only one way you could actually be the Harry Weston.”
The man chuckled. I’m not allowed to tell you how to approach your hearing, but I hope that watching poor Henry gave you some vital information as to the answers.”
“I think so. “War eagle!” Bo shouted to Mike as he passed. “Yes, he gave you free will and demonstrated his faith, but it was you who made the decision to delve further into God’s word and learn for yourself of His love. You ever read Dante’s Divine Comedy?”
“Yeah, about his journey through Hell, Purgatory, and Heaven.”
“Well, he basically hit the nail on the head, at least as far as Hell and Purgatory are concerned. Mike Braxton,” Mike said, extending his hand in greeting. As the circular railing now surrounded him, a column of light engulfed the platform, obscuring everything from Mike’s view. They had green ties on.”
“That’s the first status.
