CRITICAL CHRISTAINS

Critical Christians, we know who they are we see them, and we hear them, they pour salt in our scars. Sometimes we are them and thats reality, we judge and we jury how others should be. We live like the devil the rest of the week. And then on sunday we warm our same seat. Dont let it be taken by somebody new or the devil might come out on sunday too. We hide him with words that are not really meant like praise him, I love u, oh why, we havent met. We hug and we kiss and say how are u?.. Then beg and plead that they dont really tell u. Did look at her dress?, did you check out his shoes?.. i thought that the minister was wrong about Jude... I think i could preach a service better then him... I dont think i like them... Im going to pray that that'll be here to hear this service cause God knows they need it... God bless you... i cant stand her... i dont know why she spoke to me... and on and on... THEE URBANPRIESTHOOD MUSIK GROUP