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So, you are doing all you can do to help them?  I mean if God isn't real then it falls on you right?  But since God doesn't answer prayers then you need to tell that to the woman I prayed for two nights ago that was totally healed of arthritus, or the man in New Orleans who was totally set free from drug use in an instant, or the woman who was healed of bi bolar just the other day, or the night a $20 bill appeared in my wallet that wasn't there, if God can do it with bread or fish he can do it with anything, or the night when I man was preaching and he was covered with gold, or the night diamonds appeared right in front of me and fell to the ground, the diamonds was formed in mid air, or when a preacher was in a meeting and his bottled water turned into wine, the list goes on and on......

But that doesn't matter.  Even if someone's head was cut off and he picked it up and still preached you would not believe.  Which happened in the 1500's along with people who could levitate, and fly.  The fire does not represent anger, but something else.  But this type of disscussion is pointless anyway.  It has nothing to do with God, or people missing limbs, but your anger and bitterness toward religion.

Let's face it Kevin, we should be happy to have neighbors who are religious ( not too much prostelizing) or a law abiding descent secularist. We will be OK with either. IMO. I'm speaking as a lapsed Christian who believes in God. Some secularists just don't believe in God. I don't think that means they have anger and bitterness towards believers. OSF, you don't hold anger against me or harbor bitterness at me? I don't think you do Bud.

More likely , you just don't buy into religions and perhaps feel they don't add to society. That's a diferent position. You haven't been out burning churches in your spare time, have you : ) 

I should have paid a bit more attention to this thread.  I just had to come in here to say that I have actually attended several services with Kim Clement (Kevin's hero).  That takes me back to the good old days.

I have very little hesitation in labelling him a ridiculous fraud of a man, much like the tennis-playing, Lexus-driving, new-church-in-a-strip mall-founding, reactionary dullard of a pastor who asked him to come to the church.  A proper nasty piece of work (both of them).