Blinded nation because of hunger for salvation in seek for perfectionDelusion is birthed Faith is habitually and poorly kept while agnosticism is False beliefs planted in our heads grow to enormous trees Impossible to cut down False prophets unhinge the conscious Knocking out the weakAll in the name ofthe Fatherthe Son andthe Holy spirit
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Brave utterances set aside for sober reflection. An insightful depiction of the abuse of gospel grace. Thanks for sharing, Paul.