There are people in the Protestant movement that I love dearly, and I pray daily that they would see the folly of their ways.
This is the opening, middle, and closing “hymn” during Calvinists’ weekly confession carnival. (And before they go to sleep, they listen to it on their iPads one last time…to make sure they are still on that imaginary road of progressive justification). I may seem rude and hard towards the Calvos and Reformed people, but if I saw a scorpion on my pillow, I am not going to ask it to move to the left a bit so I could sleep. Satan may wear ripped jeans, but his nature does not change.
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