He suffered terribly, unto death, for each one of us.
Remember His Passion this Easter as you celebrate with friends and family.
Good Friday, April 18, 2014.
Though strong as an ox, my erstwhile friend, the faux socialist Stephanie, is allergic to work. She would take a temporary job and, when it ends, apply for unemployment benefits. When the benefits run out, she’ll go find another temp job. And so on…. She diagnosed herself as bipolar and got her therapist to sign her off as “depressive.” No doubt, she now collects Social Security Disability.
Though raised a Christian, Stephanie is a goddess cultist and wiccan witch. She is also rabidly anti-Christian. In a fit of self-pity, she once blurted to me: “Don’t tell me how Jesus had suffered. I’ve suffered more than Jesus!”
This post, “Remembering His Passion,” is for Stephanie, the “artist” Michael D’Antuono who painted the above blasphemous portrait of Obama in 2009, and all malignant narcissists who cheapen His memory by having the gall to compare themselves to…
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