Posted on 07/17/2022 10:31:35 PM PDT by SeekAndFind
Time is running out for the Church Age
It depends on what the definition of is is.
One of the best ‘torch’ singers of the 1960’s was from England. Her stage name was Dusty Springfield.
The title of her biggest hit would cause triggering and palpitations in today’s United States, even though it was later an even far bigger hit for Aretha Franklin.
The title? “You Made Me Feel Like A Natural Woman!”
This artifical foolishness has got to be stopped.
That can only be done if we stop giving power to it.
You may be right bro. Come on over. 🤭😀
I guess there aren’t any biologists in the congregation. I would suspect that there probably aren’t any trained meteorologists in the congregation either, but I wonder if any of them could go outside, and tell if it was raining of not?
And I am supposed to think Russia is my enemy?
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You do know Dusty played for the other team, right?
No. I didn’t know that. Well now!
They are calling evil good.
This clarifies why you can never meet evil half way. Half way to evil is STILL evil.
To deny God’s creation of woman is to embrace blasphemy.
This is not the action of a God-fearing church.
They have become the Dictionary illustration for the word “weird”.
“You do know Dusty played for the other team, right?”
Did she win?
Isn’t the Queen, the head of the Anglican Church?
Do they have to run stuff like this past her?
You have ideological enemies such as those trying to change the church in unscriptural ways.
And you have enemies who employee armed forces in violent quests for territory, resources and strategic positioning.
Russia is the latter.
Russia isn’t you’re only enemy, but Russia is the one that needs to be met on the battlefield with military might.
It’s so crazy that Communists are calling us out on it.
Flee any denomination that does this if you love your family.
Catholic Church will be left behind to usher in the Antichrist
Ian Anderson called it 51 years ago.
My God
Jethro Tull
People what have you done?
Locked Him in His golden cage
Golden cage
Made Him bend to your religion
Him resurrected from the grave
From the grave
He is the God of nothing
If that’s all that you can see
You are the God of everything
He’s inside you and me
So lean upon Him gently
And don’t call on Him to save
You from your social graces
And the sins you used to waive
The bloody Church of England
In chains of history
Requests your earthly presence
At the vicarage for tea
And the graven image
You know who
With his plastic crucifix
He’s got Him fixed
Confuses me as to who and where and why
As to how he gets his kicks
He gets his kicks
Confessing to the endless sin
With endless whining sounds
You’ll be praying ‘til next Thursday
To all the gods that you can count
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