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That was me. Drifting like a fallen angel back to the hard ground I fluttered over, like a ghost, for two years. The real me, almost invisible to everyone.
I think we all have these moments. Some of us do something about it, the rest of us do nothing.
We hear and use the word "clique"; and we think we know what it means but really, we don't. If we all really knew what a clique was, as Christians, we probably wouldn't want to be part of them.
I wonder sometimes if I could make a ton of money for Jesus by inventing some sort of Christian Label Maker. You know, like, a label maker that is big enough to dispense a label on an adult's back as they walk across the threshold of the church.
So not only has my friend died, he lied about why he was dying, and he died on New Years Day. Now New Years Day from 2016 on forward will have the death of my friend chained to it for the rest of my life.
We are to revere our wives like we revere Jesus, like Jesus reveres us.
So here I am watching these people wave pitch forks at each other not realizing the saddest part of this: these leaders are encouraging others to think the same way as them.
Most men and women in the church have taken God's definition of submission and replaced it with Webster's definition of submission; and they've taken it and run with it - in opposite directions.

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Meds, Mania, and Middle Ground

That was me. Drifting like a fallen angel back to the hard ground I fluttered over, like a ghost, for two years. The real me, almost invisible to everyone.

Posted on June 26, 2017 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)

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Hitting the Reset Button

I think we all have these moments. Some of us do something about it, the rest of us do nothing.

Posted on June 22, 2017 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)

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Christians + Church + Cliques = Devil

We hear and use the word “clique”; and we think we know what it means but really, we don’t. If we all really knew what a clique was, as Christians, we probably wouldn’t want to be part of them.

Posted on October 27, 2016 by Samson Singer (The Cutting Locust)

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That was me. Drifting like a fallen angel back to the hard ground I fluttered over, like a ghost, for two years. The real me, almost invisible to everyone.

I think we all have these moments. Some of us do something about it, the rest of us do nothing.

We hear and use the word "clique"; and we think we know what it means but really, we don't. If we all really knew what a clique was, as Christians, we probably wouldn't want to be part of them.

I wonder sometimes if I could make a ton of money for Jesus by inventing some sort of Christian Label Maker. You know, like, a label maker that is big enough to dispense a label on an adult's back as they walk across the threshold of the church.

So not only has my friend died, he lied about why he was dying, and he died on New Years Day. Now New Years Day from 2016 on forward will have the death of my friend chained to it for the rest of my life.

We are to revere our wives like we revere Jesus, like Jesus reveres us.

So here I am watching these people wave pitch forks at each other not realizing the saddest part of this: these leaders are encouraging others to think the same way as them.

Most men and women in the church have taken God's definition of submission and replaced it with Webster's definition of submission; and they've taken it and run with it - in opposite directions.

Meds, Mania, and Middle Ground

Hitting the Reset Button

Christians + Church + Cliques = Devil

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