Bishop “Heady” Long is the devil personified. He preaches fervently against homosexuality, but sexually molests young men in his church. People are starving to death in his own backyard, but all this charlatan cares about=is his fancy suits and taking his congregations hard earned money.
Long is the epitome of a wolf in sheep’s clothing-representative of many, that stand in today’s poisoned pulpits preaching ‘righteous’ rhetoric. This dude is nothing but WRONG!
Of course, I realize that we all have faults. A preacher man/woman, after all, is nothing but flesh and blood…like any of us. Their loins get heated, their hearts get cheated, and most certainly, at some point and time-their positivity/spiritual awareness can possibly be challenged-if not defeated.
My concern isn’t centered around human flaws that many of these so-called ‘revered’ individuals inherently possess. The issue for me, is wasting two hours of my time, on any given Sunday, listening to some demonic, dick-sucking, clit-cuddling, ‘enlightened’ imbecile, screaming at ME about WHATEVER sin they think I’M guilty of. ‘Da Lawd’ would most certainly agree with me…concerning this hell- induced, holy brand of hypocrisy.
According to these assholes, the only way to salvation=THEIR WAY!!! God can ONLY be found, by worshipping the words of a scumbag like Long. Someone should have known this dude was decadent from the muscle shirt pictures he was sending to teenage boys in his congregation. His wife should have known that his preference for the kitty was spotty-at best.
Sadly, just like the so-called preacher man, that sat beside me at a local sports bar last Friday=Long, is full of more shit than a sanitation plant. Preacher man walked in, and was shellshocked when he saw me. He awkwardly sat at the stool next to me, and proceeded to inhale 4, 23-oz drafts of very strong Irish Ale on his ‘Lunch Break.’
Images of his sermon, that I heard, over two-years ago, began to fill my head. I remember him imitating and heavily denouncing folks that drank ANY alcohol, and I remember him pretending to puff…puff…pass…while mocking those addicted to drugs. He said he ‘used’ too be dirty and that was long ago. Based on what I witnessed last Friday, my brother hasn’t quite brushed all the dirt off of his own shoulders-Why be preoccupied with the dust/mud…that rests upon mine?~Daryl R.