Reversing Direction on the Reprobate Road Video

If you are on a long trip and all of a sudden you realize that you are on the wrong road, no matter how much you out of your way, you take the next exit, turn around, and go back to the spot where you got misdirected and then continue on your way. So it is with your spiritual life. There are many signposts on the reprobate road, and as you are traveling on your spiritual path and you start seeing these signs, it is time to make a decision to turn around (repent) and figure out how you got on the wrong path, determine the next move, and then… Read More

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Occult Oppression and Bondage

Our society is obsessed with the occult: fantasy, science fiction, horror, UFOs, hypnotism, seances, ghosts, demons, super heroes, spells, paganism, satanism.Deuteronomy 18:9-22 Warnings against the Occult: Fake Supernatural 9When you enter the land the Lord your God is giving you, do not learn to imitate the detestable ways of the nations there. 10 Let no one be found among you who sacrifices their son or daughter in the fire, who practices divination or sorcery, interprets omens, engages in witchcraft, 11 or casts spells, or who is a medium or spiritist or who consults the dead. 12 Anyone who does these things is detestable to the Lord; because of these same… Read More

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The Young Earth is Essential!

Rich Geer brings out his collection of model dinosaurs and explains to everyone why a Biblical model of creation needs to talk about dinosaurs and give reasons for their existence. The young earth model provides an environment where dinosaurs grew to great size and strength and a reason for their extinction during the world wide flood of Noah. If death and dying existed before the fall of man, it would preclude the need for Christ to come and redeem us from the curse by dying on the cross. Millions of years of evolution challenges the need of man for the salvation provided by Jesus Christ. There are monumental scientific reasons… Read More

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