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When I was in Bible college. Grace Bible™ college I was presented a question. The class was the instructor said this potentious thought. Why are there so many denominations and what is the meaning of such nomination basically means many indifferent he said is the root word demon as we ponder this there are some much rhetoric advantage churches more than 300 Baptist Churches brethren churches Catholic churches Christian churches and do they stand for Christ Congregational churches Episcopal and Angelica churches friends the original Quaker churches fundamentalists and Bible churches Holiness churches Lutheran men online churches Methodist churches orthodox Churches Pentecostal churches Presbyterian
Most churches say no their way is right
Theirs the only WAY to heaven's glorious heights
Reformed churches I am low down in a ditch;
I am slow and poor longing not to be rich;
And yet many denominations differ and why they all follow the Bible they all believe in the same God?
They'll feed the poor and hungry?
Spit out words ain't no need to worry
Juz want somethings, a little shelter, little food
 To be out of the elements rain and cold
Is this part of the God has many other sheep in his phone different children since we behold
I wanna just get it
I wanna be hitched
To the one whose whose  true not false
In retrospect why do we have all these many many denominations
If we all believe in the same thing except for one word one sentence one paragraph of a creed
So we decree
I believe in everything you do except my national Creed says this part of what you believe is not true
It does take this it don't take that do this as my denominational says or you are not saved
Whatever happened to the premise the verse to be a Christian is to be Christ-like
His way not my way his thoughts not my thoughts mirroring him
I wanna be married to a living God, my God whose King
Want Him to be my bridegroom
And I’ll be His bride on this side
I wanna be with a God whom feeds the  robins and sparrows
Wanna be wit a God whom supplies ALL my needs
And some of my wants to I would so receive
Be wit a God whom picks me up from out of the muck and mire
the matter of fact
He is the matter that
Created me out of miry muck and clay
Molded me breath His breath in me
then sent me out on my way
this be my second SENTIMENTS TESTIMONY 
Selah

Hallelujah
My God today
Amen



3/14/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
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