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Praise Church From Whom All Narcissists Flow
Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light
The worst people in the world aren’t the serial killers. Or the dictators. Or the psychopaths.
Yes, those are terrible.
But they can only kill your body. Or your society. Not your soul.
You know who’s worse? You already know, because you read the title.
Today is Sunday.
For most of my life, it meant one thing: I had to wake up, put on a dress and a smile, and pick up a Bible and go to choir practice, Sunday school, and church. Then go home and have lunch, take a nap either during NASCAR or the Masters or Wimbledon, and head back to choir practice, then church, then maybe a church business meeting.
Wednesday also meant church, no matter how tired you were.
Even if, say, you had been working outside in 32-degree weather for 8 hours clearing rocks with your frozen fingers for a rifle range at a religious camp. You sucked up the fatigue, took a shower, drove the half hour to town, and then kept your feet in the air in order to stay awake. Your fingernails would take weeks to recover. Apparently this was what God wanted.
But I digress.
