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Yet the Stain Remains

How could they not know!? Two thousand years yet the stain remains: on the forehead... on the heads and hearts of their children – We are a bloodthirsty society. Sadly, there also dwells the spirit, in those red cells indelible – become the venom of our being when man pulses away from God....

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/13/2021 10:55:00 AM

In a way, it's the original blood libel: Romans killed Christ... In 1800's, Russians killed the little gentile boys... Now, the Palestinians kill the Jews... History repeats endlessly...

Joe Dimino
Date: 8/13/2021 11:43:00 AM

Sadly, you are so right my friend! The longer I am on this earth, the more I am convinced, we are here less to change the world and more to change ourselves -- our own redemption and salvation. If the world somehow is better for that, that is a plus. Does not seem to be our history.