When can I write about something happy?

I am filled with disgust and anger at the hard hearts and the cultish minds of those that belong to the local fundamentilist unorthodox Campbellites (also known in their own circle as the Church of Christ).


They are blinded by their own minds… they can’t even see past their nose to look at their face in the mirror. They are filled with a mix of so many unchristian attitudes, and unbiblical teachings – they are as much of a cult as a cult can be – I really can’t figure out which emotion I am more overwhelmed with Anger, or Sorrow…




In truth, as much as the local group of Campbellites accuse me of trying to draw their members away – I am beginning to wish nothing more than to be able to do just that… to snatch each and every one of them out of the fire that is burning all around them.



Someday this local group (not the physical building – but the spiritual people) are going to collapse in around themselves and all that will be left is charred remains of poor wayward individuals that never knew what it was truly like to be a Christian.


Should I be angry or should I be sad – I’m overwhelmed with both…