Heart Failure

Were it in Haifa, one could understand
   or Tel Aviv by the shoreline, let ‘em pound sand

But in Holy Jerusalem, a ‘gay pride parade’ ~
   one is forced to conclude, there’s nothing sacred
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Rodrigues Avatar
June 5, 2022 at 10:15 AM
A sad estate of affairs. How aptly pride is attached. We must love people but not the sin.
Baker Avatar
June 4, 2022 at 3:33 PM
This seems to be like the saying, "... is rolling over in his grave." There are no limits to what some men or women, will do, to receive the power of Satan. Bill
Kyser Avatar
June 3, 2022 at 4:02 AM
Pride, idolatry, unbelief all on display - “you keep using that word. I don’t think it means what you think it means”
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