demons in pulpits*angels that dont have wings

demons in pulpits and angels that don't have wings.people praise hitting ceilings with no meaning.we live in strait and narrow, not living change.changing only cold hearts, residing in pain.its what happends when false teaching rise.when christ is subdued and none live worthy lives.the grace that is found can never be replaced its the love you embrace, the cross you faced.demons in pulpits and angels that don't have wingsthis divine battle can only have one victor.this divine love is the only true epic hero.angels don't have to fly to save peoples livesdemons don't need to snarl to create turmoilwhat going to happen when they're working through you??the infused feelings of compassion or will to abuse.see the concequences of actions forever instillchaos or adoration, in terms of butterflys and typhoons.then wings will flutter, but the earths waves comsumethis thoeroy is oh so true, I only wish Christ is our monsoon.so we shelter the homeless and feed the hungary worry not aboutcars image or politics, but family, love and a church fix.so we shower this amazing land with purpose and planto help the world thats in deep need of the saviors bloodthats why he was to bleed, show the humiliy in which we should exhibit know nothing else that selflessness and vitality for the ones in need. So, now I take to you my pleain absolution take his teachings to heart, without reservation abandon everything else make your lives His art.Be still and know. Be real and show. Be love and grow.Be Jesus. Now Go.