It’s not about War with Wiley/Wolfish pastor. It’s About the man/woman/child Next to me. Those Left behind. Those kicked to the Curb. Those Driven away. Those who Fled in fear/loathing. Those bludgeoned to Spiritual death by our blessed Pastor Bob. Those whose Families were Looted/Stolen/Wrecked by our Proud Pastor of Wickedness. Tactics chronicles the Methods of Madness. Via media. All that’s in the World. Lust of the Flesh. Lust of the Eyes. Pride of Life. Calvarytemplelanders.
Proud of our Trail of Tears. Like to Play pretend Peacekeepers. Sigh.
Let the Real men/women/soldiers of Righteousness Rise. They Reach/Rescue the Lost/wounded/broken/dying/embattled/imprisoned/hopeless Man/Woman/Child. They Sacrifice themselves to Save LOs. The LOs our savior Jesus died for. Stand. Speak. Save. The night cometh.
But God says, “Say unto them, As I live, saith the Lord God, I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked; but that the wicked turn from his way and live: turn ye, turn ye from your evil ways; for why will ye die, O house of Israel?” (Ezekiel 33:11). “For the Son of man is not come to destroy men’s lives, but to save them. And they went to another village” (Luke 9:56). “A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench, till he send forth judgment unto victory. And in his name shall the Gentiles trust” (Matthew 12:20,21).