Cooking dinner one evening I decided that I needed to cook something healthy with my grilled sandwich, so I decided beets was the right choice. Beets I love them but you know the juice stains big time. I tried to open the can which I struggled to do and when I did get it open only the juice decided to come out .It was slashing on everything I was upset as I noticed that it was everywhere even on my new kitchen cushion. Really God why? I started rebuking the devil of course only to hear a still small voice mention Jesus' blood and hear the voice say something to the effect of, my blood gets everywhere, it must get everywhere. It stains, Lord the beet juice stains was what I was saying. No my blood cleanses not stains I heard the voice say. Wow, and when I went on to dump the beets in the bowel which took a little bit of effort on my part more mess. Dumping them in the pan more mess this is getting on my nervous by know. However it wiped clean as ever just like the juice was never there but it was. The blood covers us and makes us clean y'all but we must be covered first. Beet juice Hum -mm well one never knows does one.
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