Do you want to be fed or guided through religious rituals?

[th1b.taylor]

Then you are honored to sit under a man of Gospel TRUTH! I'd love to hear of him in detail.

As soom as I remember the web site I go get you the link. We now post a video of the sermons on, I got it, Vimeo. My little file cleark has two broken legs and one crutch. I'll go now and get the link.

 

[th1b.taylor]

This is a link into one of the series and you should be able to expand from there. Be ready to spend a bit more than 20 minutes, he does not have a watch and there is no clock in the Sanctuary.

I was on the Pulpit committee when He applied the last time, his third for our church, and the first thing out of his mouth, without a question, was that God and his wife had just healed him from an addiction to Porn. He is not afraid to admit he has issues he is working on and it causes people to love and to trust him. He went to Semenry, solely for the purpose of sheparding our church and twice he had been over looked, leaving him to teach school.

 

[Abigail123]

Yes, I agree completely. I call it the church's golden calf. And I found out you get punched in the eye when you touch someone's golden calf.

You really hit it on the head, it's exactly what it is.

 

[Abigail123]

LOL! I think a little "guidance" is a good thing when people try to sing!

Guidance or a set of ear plugs.....;)

 

[Blake]

I want a church that not only feeds me, but tells me why I need asparagus and okra instead of consisting on Burger King and Dairy Queen -- both spiritually and physically, LOL. My church steps on toes, calls a sin a sin, preaches that hell is still hot and God is still in control. You will either be saying "Amen" or "Oh, me." Or even "OUCH!" Under this highly anointed and no-holds-barred style of ministry I have grown in ways like I never have before, when I was being guided through religious rituals. I have been challenged, thus changed. It didn't come from getting my back patted, it came from sitting under the scrutiny of sometimes a pointed finger and a furrowed brow and eyes which seemed to be looking into my soul, followed by a tearful altar call where I cried out to God to deliver me from that which is unfruitful, unprofitable and evil in His sight. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Before DTC (my church), I never so much cried a single tear, not for my sins, or even for the grace of God.