Some Day

“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.
Bouncer/telecommunications/audio/writers/mechanics/
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.
Clever. Pastor.
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).

The ‘godFathers’ Theme Song

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.
Wine/Women/Song.
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).

The Godfather.

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).