I know your god is fake, random Christian who is friends with my Pentecostal aunt. No, Muncie, IN doesn't need more churches. And no, I don't have something I need to straighten out. God didn't speak to you. You spoke of me as a preacher, and I haven't been in ministry since my deconversion 2 years ago. Stop pissing on my back and telling me it's raining. Get the hell away from me and stay there.