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Re: Mooney Guns for "Secret" Meeting in Detroit?
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Originally Posted by deltaguitar
Remember that Mooney is using this as a fear technique to keep the people of Mississippi scared of anything new. This is par for the course around here. By talking about secret meetings and possible false doctrine and snakes and whatnot you get all the little old ladies in Mississippi all fired up and headed back to their churches to enforce the doctrine on the young folks and make sure the pastor keeps the church in line.
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I seriously doubt that was Bro. Mooney's intent. And there is a time for elders to rebuke the saints and fellow ministers collectively. Camp meeting is the perfect time for such an action, if needed, because many of the saints are gathered in one place.
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I have a friend who is church of God (believe me the church of God has their own share of Pentecostal craziness going on) who went to one of the night services during the Mississippi youth camp and was completely horrified. From his descriptions they basically scared the little kids to death with talk of backsliding and sin and drugs and body tattoos and how one little sin could be all it takes to send you to hell (we are talking 8 year olds) till they all went screaming down to the altar to get the Holy Ghost. He said folks were everywhere praying with little kids trying to get them to speak in tongues and of course they were crying with all their heart because they wanted to be saved. I don't know if other state's youth camps are like this but I went to youth camp when I was a kid and it was about the same.
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I haven't been to Mississippi camp, but I have absolutely NO problem with fire and brimstone preaching.
One of my all time favorites: Sinners In the Hands of an Angry God (Jonathon Edwards)
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