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Scripture quoting is now being equated with plagiarism, being non-original, and close-mindedness to new and continuing revelation;
I hear more on universalism, less on eternal punishment;
More on the mercy of God, less on His wrath;
More on free will, less on responsibility;
More on destiny, less on Sovereignty;
More on maintaining "the walk," less on growing in faith or warnings against backsliding;
More on getting through our stuff, less on divine healing and deliverance;
More on convention, less on conviction;
More on time management, less on Sabbath and Sabbath-breaking;
More on leaving the past behind, less on the Second Coming;
More on managing your money, less on the stewardship of all God has entrusted;
More on "the cutting edge", less from the cutting edge;
More pointing to the Bible, less pointing from the Bible;
More on method, less on message.
“Know this also, that in the last days grievous times will be at hand. For men will be self-lovers, money-lovers, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, unyielding, false accusers, without self-control, savage, despisers of good, traitors, reckless, puffed up, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness, but denying the power of it; even turn away from these.” 2Ti 3:1-5
I hear more on universalism, less on eternal punishment;
More on the mercy of God, less on His wrath;
More on free will, less on responsibility;
More on destiny, less on Sovereignty;
More on maintaining "the walk," less on growing in faith or warnings against backsliding;
More on getting through our stuff, less on divine healing and deliverance;
More on convention, less on conviction;
More on time management, less on Sabbath and Sabbath-breaking;
More on leaving the past behind, less on the Second Coming;
More on managing your money, less on the stewardship of all God has entrusted;
More on "the cutting edge", less from the cutting edge;
More pointing to the Bible, less pointing from the Bible;
More on method, less on message.
“Know this also, that in the last days grievous times will be at hand. For men will be self-lovers, money-lovers, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, unyielding, false accusers, without self-control, savage, despisers of good, traitors, reckless, puffed up, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness, but denying the power of it; even turn away from these.” 2Ti 3:1-5
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