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Paul Washer

Here is the video I spoke about in Sunday night's sermon.

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Betty said…
I listened to this as I folded laundry. Even if I hadn't been doing something else, I would not have wasted my time listening to this. Wow, this is "in-your-face" word and it's so very true.

I remember when my brother had gone to Cuba years ago, and the Church there was so different from here. They were so hungry for God. It started pouring rain, as they were having a service. They didn't have a building, but they didn't go home. They searched for a tent and continued their service...not a one went home.

We, on the other hand, if there is a hint of a rain cloud, choose to sometimes stay home. God forgive us for our watered-down Christianity. We need to hunger for holiness. I need to hunger for holiness.

Thanks for sharing this, Pastor.
Jehu Hernandez said…
True. I think we have only to look at the church in other countries to see how watered down our Christianity has become. We should see it by looking at Scripture but somehow, we've become indifferent to its message.

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