The way I figure it, you are like the shadow that reveals the sun. Everywhere you go you spew the filth of hate and darkness which serves as a brilliant contrast to love and light. So bravo. Continue on my man! You are a pied piper for the lunatic fringe. Play on Mr. Phelps.
|Phelps' daughter makes Westboro's intentions known. Yep, the tweet was sent via Twitter for iPhone. The irony is beautiful.|
Dear Westboro Baptist,
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
You claim to follow Jesus and yet you do nothing, NOTHING he did. You do not reach out in tenderness to a broken world. You do not grieve for those stumbling in blindness. Instead you rejoice in the despair of others. You are NOT Christians! You have never EVER heard the voice of God. You do not speak for God. Your throats are graves and only death comes from them.
And to you "Reverend"...
Blessed are the Peacemakers Mr. Phelps, for they will be called the children of God. But you, you spread division and foment animosity. You are NOT a child of God Mr. Phelps. You are a cancer on the truth. A festering blight on the perfect beauty of the Good news. May God save your soul Mr. Phelps.
Picket your own damn funeral.