Christmelicious - Oh Dear!

What can I say ... I feel for the kids. I, a preacher's kid have been stuck up on stage and pranced about singing many silly songs in the name of church outreach and or church entertainment. But what gets me is that the kids are singing it and doing it ... but someone came up with the idea that it would be OK to rip of the song, again demonstrating to the world that the christians do not have an original thought in their brain.

Jesus Crispy Camp

I am a born again, spirit filled, word believing, faith talking, armour wearing child of the king. Satan gets so discouraged when he see the word of god working in me. You don't have to be defeated, or wait for heaven to get the victory. I am a born again spirit filled, word believing, faith talking, armour wearing child of the king.

I don't know how the rest of that song goes, but it scares me that at 30 years of age, I still remember this much. I believe that there is "bring up the child in the way he should go" ... and then there is brainwashing.

Please watch this trailer. Please realise that an introduction to God should be a personal discovery, not a guilt ridden weight of responsibility for mankind. I have been that child. I have carried the weight.

Shame on you adults for putting these expectations on your children ... I hope to God you are not looking at your next generation of drug addicts and prostitutes. Why, because not even YOU can live up to the requirements you place on your children. Any when they discover your hypocrisy, you will feel the consequences. If God is God, he doesn't need an army camp to brainwash children into militant servitude. Jesus came with a message of how to live. That there is no 'us and them'. I don't care how you cut it up it is wrong. It will leave scars. Human beings do so much wrong "in the name of God". Children grow up eventually. They will hold you accountable.

The Lost Soul and a case for a Nursing Home

I am a child of a preacher. I am a child of a man whose thoughts were seldom censored. I am now an adult fearing the coming birthday. Kingdom come, thy will be done ... etc. When did I stop paying attention. Two weeks ago ... "you always seem to disappoint us in the usual areas.". Thanks Dad. I enjoy the confidence. Two words ... nursing home. If you are reading this Dad, yes, that comment hurt!