FATHER LUCIFER

By Rick Mathes

Matthew 23:1 Then Jesus spoke to the multitudes and to His disciples,

The pulpits are full of Lucifer’s demons that are passing themselves off as ministers of the Word and are they ever convincing. Their sermons will hold you spellbound but words such as sin, hell, Satan and death never leave their blistered and parched lips. They will never preach that we must repent, submit and obey. Next Sunday, do a stick count on your minister’s sermons for each time he says, “I, me or mine.” and on “He, Him and His.” The side with the largest total is the center of his message.

The false, self-gratifying teachers demand respect and don’t practice what they preach. They don’t walk their talk and commit the very sins the Word teaches killed God’s Son.. They are hypocrites that demand a service to the church but won’t lift a finger to help anyone physically, emotionally or spiritually. All they want is the praise of men.

So Father Lucifer encourages his demon priests to draw attention to them and away from the Lord. Once they have you looking out and into their religion and not up seek Christianity, they “gotcha.” Now they parade their man-made religion and not seeker-friendly marketing plans to build a carnal worldly church of love, unity and forgiveness with no repentance or obedience to the Lord’s commandments.

They reject the truth. The world seats them at the head table because they need personal attention and glorification of their titles to support their high self-esteem and narcism.

The truth is that they are robbing their flock of ignorant sheep of the truth. They mesmerize sinners with the mysticism of long incantations that they palm off as prayers and supplications to God that really are targeted to Father Lucifer and the end-time whore of Babylon he is employed by.

By pretending righteousness the devils will call others to themselves outwardly while camouflaging the true need inside with expectations that are never heard but in hell. When you concede to their charms you have made your life nothing but moe filth and decadence. Can you smell the smoke awaiting you?