I love what my wife, The Worst Preachers Wife Ever, wrote here below on her page: So, here’s a thing….Yesterday, our family had a very major and craptastic event, which I can’t really talk about here. A lot of times when things are hard we, the whole group of humans, just need to say, “Hey! Anyone who will pay attention! I’m hurting, here!” I had one of those moments and I posted, “The shit hath hitteth the fan.” And if the shit hadn’t hit the fan already, it certainly did then. Some well-meaning iron sharpeners (Proverbs 27:17) proceeded to try and “sharpen” me. If I had said poop or doo doo or crap or bull hockey or dookie or feces, I still would have meant “shit”. Not a single person that read that post would be any the wiser. All would be right in the pretty, perfect, pretender church world. BUT. *Jesus* would know that I was a liar. Now, I can’t find any scripture about going to hell for saying “shit”, BUT I *do* know that Revelation 21:8 says, But as for COWARDS and the unfaithful, and the polluted, and murderers, fornicators, and those who practise magic or worship idols, and all LIARS--the portion allotted to them shall be in the Lake which burns with fire and sulphur…” You can judge me. You can criticize me. You can correct me. I would rather be in right standing with Jesus than anyone else ANY day. The good thing about this situation is, I’m confident in who I am and who I am in HIM and what HE has placed SO BIG in my heart that if I don’t do it….I’M GONNA BUST! Nobody else has to understand or approve of or answer for my journey. It is mine. I love it, and it is beautiful. Visit her at theworstpreacherswifeever
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 18:15:48 +0000
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