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You know what I’m talking about. You’ve done it, too. Instead of a sweet-smelling savor, instead of a pleasant taste, you’ve left the stench of suppurating pustules in your wake.
How?
Through Christian “gonorrhea.” The Christian “clap.”
There are a myriad ways this happens–like when you went to lift someone up, and prayed them in the back.
That’s Christian “clap.”
Or when you whip out your iPhone at the family dinner table, yes, then your life is really out of whack.
And, yes, that’s Christian “clap.”
Perhaps you make an office of the “throne room” in your home? Make an abode of your commode?
Yes, even that, too, is Christian “clap.” (Or it might just be crap).
If this is you, then only one medicine will suffice–stronger than sulfa, more powerful than penicillin–it’s only six letters long, and curiously enough six (give or take) is also the number of inches from head to heart.
How to span that gap:
R E P E N T
And stop spreading the Christian “clap.”
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