“Some day, (and that day may never come), I may call upon you to do a Service for me” (The Godfather).
We have Assets (lives) here in CalvaryTempleLand.
Pastor chose us Carefully. To his Advantage. Past/present.
Ex-cons/law enforcement/fib (typo!LOL) guys/security guys
It’s not about what he/we Did. But who we Know.
Render unto Caesar that which is Caesars.
You’ve brought holy Hypocrisy to a new level.
You do know, right? That what you Sow you Reap.
But God says, “And with all deceivableness of unrighteousness in them that perish; because they received not the love of the truth, that they might be saved. And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie: That they all might be damned who believed not the truth, but had pleasure in unrighteousness” (2 Thessalonians 2:10-12). “That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive” (Ephesians 4:14).
It’s a Dirge of Death. A chorus of Calvarytempleland.
A Song of Searing Sorrow.
We live Death. To Self. And all our LO’s (loved ones).
No one is Safe. From Pastors poisonous preaching of Death.
To our Consciences. Seared. Branded with a Hot Iron.
Look at our Lying Leaders of Lewdness.
We die. (& our LO’s) But they Live/love/laugh.
No Searing Sorrow in their Sanctified escape Plans.
They were made an Offer. They could not Refuse.
And sadness fills the heart of our Heavenly Father.
But God says, “For I have no pleasure in the death of him that dieth, saith the Lord God: wherefore turn yourselves, and live ye” (Ezekiel 18:32). “And ye will not come to me, that ye might have life” (John 5:40).
Pastor of Perversions. Pirate in the Pulpit. Our godFather.
In the place of God. (One True God/Jesus Christ)
“What have I ever done to you? That you disrespect me so?”
Scareeee. Be afraid. Pastor is not to be Trifled with.
Money equals Power. Not the Righteous Kind.
Terror equals Power. Not the Holy Reverence of God.
Bully Pulpit. Bastardization of the sweet Good News of Christ.
Woe. Woe. Woe.
To the Inhabitants of Calvarytempleland.
The Prophet and The Priest are Profane.
But God says, “For both prophet and priest are profane; yea, in my house have I found their wickedness, saith the Lord. Wherefore their way shall be unto them as slippery ways in the darkness: they shall be driven on, and fall therein: for I will bring evil upon them, even the year of their visitation, saith the Lord” (Jeremiah 23:11, 12).
There’s Honor among Thieves.
Thems that gets Lefts Behind. Stays behind.
Pastor is my father of Faith.
Under my (Pastors) Thumb.
If you can’t trust me (Pastor) with mammon (Money)…
Boys will be Boys.
Use the Worlds Weaponry against the RRO’s. (Lies/bully/cruelty/thievery)
The Codes Of Christ. (The Law Of Love)
Steal no More.
Bear your brothers Burden.
Call no man father. But God.
Sin shall not have Dominion over you.
UnRighteous Mammon. You cannot serve two masters.
I made a covenant with my Eyes. To not look on a maid.
This world’s weapons are Carnal. God’s weapons. Are love/goodness/kindness/
But God says, “For I know this, that after my departing shall grievous wolves enter in among you, not sparing the flock. Also of your own selves shall men arise, speaking perverse things, to draw away disciples after them. Therefore watch, and remember, that by the space of three years I ceased not to warn every one night and day with tears. And now, brethren, I commend you to God, and to the word of his grace, which is able to build you up, and to give you an inheritance among all them which are sanctified. I have coveted no man’s silver, or gold, or apparel. Yea, ye yourselves know, that these hands have ministered unto my necessities, and to them that were with me” (Acts 20:29-34)
Is this Real Life? Calvarytempleland?
Open your Eyes & See? Seeing we see Not.
Poor boy. Poor pastor. Save your sympathy. Easy come & easy Go.
High roller. Low life. Anyway the Wind (advantage) blows.
Doesn’t really Matter. To pastor. Conscience seared with a Hot Iron.
Babe. Just did in Another Man/Woman/Child/marriage/reputation.
Condemning & Killing the Just. For a Word. Yours.
Life. In Hell? Just begun? No. Been there aWhile now.
Thrown it All away. Justice/Mercy/Righteousness.
Babe. Oo oh. Didn’t mean to Make you Cry.
Carry on. As if Nothing Really Matters. Our Calvarytempleland Lie.
Too Late. My time is Come.
Sends shivers down My Spine. It should.
Aching/aging Body. Judgement at the Door.
Time to Go. Gotta leave you all Behind. Finally.
And face the Truth/Jesus Christ the Righteous.
I don’t Want to Die! Wish I’d never been Born!
Keep that Thought. Pastor.
Pastor. Our monstrosity/rhapsody.
But God says, “And it came to pass after all thy wickedness, (woe, woe unto thee! saith the Lord God)” (Ezekiel 16:23). “Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!” (Isaiah 5:21) “But woe unto you that are rich! for ye have received your consolation” (Luke 6:24). “Woe unto them that decree unrighteous decrees, and that write grievousness which they have prescribed” (Isaiah 10:1).
Your bags are packed. You are ready to go?
Hey please don’t bother waking us from our dream state.
Lonesome? Wanna die? What you sow you reap, as they say.
Kiss of Judas? No thanks man.
We will smile when we wake from our nightmare.
Wait for you? Hold you? Naw. It’s ok. We’re good.
Just leave. Go.
We don’t want to know when you’ll be back. Please.
Babe? She wants you to go too.
Yeah. You’ve let us down. Understatement of the year.
Yeah. You’ve played around. Save it for the Judge.
Believe you? You meant it? Ha. Are you lying again?
Every place we go. We’ll try to forget you.
Every song we sing. Will be a dirge for our lost LO’s.
If you come back. Please bring us chains to bind you with.
Or kiss the kiss of death.
Rejoice! O people at the pitiful end of A Worm of a man.
We won’t hold you anymore.
We want you to go.
Go. Pastor. Go.
But God says, “For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the sides of the pit. They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms; That made the world as a wilderness, and destroyed the cities thereof; that opened not the house of his prisoners…Thou shalt not be joined with them in burial, because thou hast destroyed thy land, and slain thy people: the seed of evildoers shall never be renowned” (Isaiah 14:13-17, 20).