I was thinking that for this occasion I could re-post the post I wrote a while back about the kind of Christians represented by Fred Phelps – the kind who use a religion of love to excuse acting in hateful ways towards their neighbours. Then I changed my mind. But if you fancy seeing that post, it's here:
I changed my mind because Zeborah's post about Peter made me think about my own Christian journey, and I wanted to talk about a more root and branch difference between fundamentalist, literal Christianity and the more liberal and mystical Christianity that I espouse.
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