Why I Pray for the Man Who Calls Himself Obama
I don’t think that I have ever felt so much anger towards a single person as I do towards the man who calls himself Obama. When I think of the blatant destruction that he and his cabal of communist usurpers have brought to this country via illegitimate authority: the economic destitution, the destruction of sacred marriage, the persecution and attacks on conservatives and Christians, the ruined lives, the wrecked marriages, the murder of millions of babies, the deliberate tearing down of racial progress and the proliferation of racist policies and actions, etc., I am at a loss to come up with another person in my lifetime that more personifies the word evil.
Yet, I pray for the man.
Why? Because if there’s anyone who has done more to deliberately chart a course to his own eternal damnation in the fires of hell, it’s him. Yet I know that God loves him.
For the same reason, I pray for Holder, and Hillary, and Reid, and Jarrett, and Biden, and Pelosi, and Boxner, and Feinstein, and all the rest.
They are sowing the seeds of their own damnation. Yet God loves them.
I’ll admit, it’s hard to pray for these people. It takes effort. Yet the more I do it, the easier it becomes.
Perhaps one of them will be saved. Perhaps one of them will see the light and the errors of their ways. On the one hand, I’m not optimistic. On the other hand, I know that all things are possible with God.
