Joel Olsteen is a good Christian. I dare anyone to prove otherwise, but there is nothing you can say that will change my mind. I gave him money eight times, and my neighbor said “fool me once, and why can’t you get fooled again? Fool me eight times….and surely you can’t get fooled again?” It’s true because I lost my house and had no credit, but I’m not fooled, I still trust him and who knows how much worse I would have been from the hurricane if I hadn’t given him. I could be dead you know?
Two days ago my house in Houston was flooded and Joel Olsteen wouldn’t let me take shelter in his church because the city didn’t ask him to take any people in, and at first I didn’t understand, but then I realized maybe Joel works in mysterious ways. Besides, he’s probably already saved me from dying in the flood, he prayed to God on my behalf and it’s because of that, that I know my dog who I tied to a post and abandoned survived the hurricane, because when I came back to his to his post, he was missing, just like Jesus was, and there was even a rainbow to remind me of God’s promise never to flood everybody. Halelalalah, I was so relieved I cried with joy and just about came in my pants. Someday I will meet my dog again, in heaven, which be in a city full of country music and alligators just south of Texas.