"If your place of worship could serve as a zeppelin hangar and has smoke machines, light shows, soft rock music, a coffee bar, a jumbotron with satellite uplink, and a noticeable lack of theology, then you are engaged not in worship, but in a suburban horseshit social club/fashion show. Here's a nickel. Go find a real church."
Amen, brother. A-freaking-men.
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