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Having the power to save followers, or send them to hell, is a very powerful tool religion lords over its congregations. As a young boy being raised in, and schooled in the RC religion, hell was only one bad act away on my part from becoming reality. If I so much as ate a piece of meat on Friday, and died before confessing the horrible sin to some guy in a black robe, my soul was condemned to hell for all eternity. Then, some guy in the 1960’s, located in Rome wearing a pointed hat, suddenly declares I can enjoy a meal of steak, hamburger, pork roast, or lamb chops on any and all Fridays. And my soul will no longer suffer in hell, but be heaven bound to forever life with all the saints, my parents, Mary, God the Father, Jesus the Son, and some guy called the Holy Ghost. At death, life would be so great as I passed through the pearly gates, shaking hands with Peter, and waving as I walked by the heavenly band of harps, welcoming me home. I had finally arrived for the reward of living a life sanctioned by the Popes who had murdered thousands for disregarding their beliefs. Suddenly, I was startled into reality because my Father, a favorite uncle, a long lost cousin, and best friend, were missing. I inquired of the angel, that had been assigned to make my entry into heaven comfortable, why they were not present to greet me? Looking sheepishly, he held up an old Big Mac wrapper. My father and uncle had gone out for beers at the end of the week on Friday, and It was prior to being allowed to eat meat on Friday. After the drinks, they stopped by a McDonalds, forgot the meat restriction, and ordered a Big Mac meal. Driving home they realized their error and promised each other to go to confession tomorrow. But as they were crossing a railroad track, a train hit them, and they died immediately. The angel said he could see their souls descend into hell immediately. I then asked about my cousin and best friend, knowing full well they would never eat a Big Mac sandwich on Friday. The angel acknowledged they had not knowingly eaten any meat, but had ordered a McFish sandwich with large fries. Unfortunately, the fries and fish were deep fried, not in vegetable oil, but meat lard. The angel said he wept as their souls slowly slipped into eternal fire and punishment. Forward to 2022, and that guy with the pointed hat living in Rome, once again declares that, because a mistake of one word was made,all baptisms are declared invalid. A letter is being sent to all affected, telling them they must get rebaptized so they don’t burn forever in hell upon dying. I guess that is good for those on the current mailing list, but what about all who didn’t leave a forwarding address? In a few years, upon expiring, they will be jolted into reality as they experience the heat of Satan surronding them. As they attempt to claw their way up as they slide down to everlasting damnation, they demand to understand what they did wrong for God to throw them overboard, into the lake of fire? God says to then, “you did absolutely nothing wrong, but one word you knew nothing about, made you unholy, and I could not tolerate you. Get out of my presence and adios sucker.” You cannot make this stuff up, it is just so crazy. https://www.yahoo.com/news/baptisms-performed-phoenix-priest-invalid-142102295.html

PFAL should only be a step in the journey of knowing God and knowing the Lord Jesus Christ, more fully. Not one of us can attain complete knowledge, so why should a mere stepping stone (just one) be the only thing? Stepping stones are meant to lead somewhere. There is sooooo much more to learn - from gospels to epistles and beyond - and from commentaries and research from appropriately qualified experts (of which wierwille was not one). If someone dithers on a single stepping stone, eventually others who want to go further will either push the ditherer in, or he'll have to go back. This? Or this? I like the way people are helping others along in this picture. But there does seem to be a ditherer at the back.

Yes ... it fits like his hand in your pocket (eeeeewww double-creepy) …he wanted our undivided attention for his “rightly-divided” message – that believing equals receiving when it comes to the formula for deceiving – it was the exponential growth of his coffer at the square root of a diseased tree – a number which produces an unspecified quantity when error is multiplied by itself. As they say in the gaming industry – it’s not a zero-sum game cuz it’s one person's loss in a transaction is another person's gain…somehow it all adds up – he was a shyster extraordinaire!