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Honor Among World Changers

Try to discipline your children the way your Lord wants you to, and the next thing you know the gubbamint is after you!

Creflo Dollar knows what I mean.

Creflo and his wife, Taffi, are just trying to make a buck, serving the Lord.  They are co-pastors of the World Changers Church near Atlanta, a little place with 30,000 members.  They have a few "satellite" churches, too, and maybe even some orbiting prayer stations, although  nobody has ever claimed that, or denied it.  There are four satellites in Georgia, and more in Los Angeles, Indianapolis, Washington, Cleveland, Dallas, and Houston.  No one knows where the prayer stations, in orbit, are, or even whether they are in polar or equatorial orbit.  (I have made up all this orbit business, so no one will ever really know, but that's the way it is, when you try to make a buck.

Well!  Creflo and Taffi's 15-year-old daughter wanted to go to a party, and Creflo is said to have "got physical" with her, causing unspecified injuries.  I do not know whether the 15-year-old got to the party, or not, nor even what kind of a party it was.  Probably a party with other 15-year-olds, but that is impure speculation.

The issue is this:  don't a man-o-god have a right to raise up his daughter in a god-fearin' way, and what be more god-fearin' than a stout fellow like Creflo layin' the fear of the Lord into you, maybe just a little bit physical, accordin' to the reports?

Just so that we do not misunderstand each other here, I do not know anything about Creflo except what I read in the newspaper, which also reported that, some time back, Senator Charles Grassley was also interested in just how much Creflo Dollar and other men of god like him were earning, and how, apparently, Mr. Grassley had to give up.  If god is on your side, Senators don't matter all that much.

All I really know is that, if you have a 15-year-old daughter, being a miracle worker isn't going to be enough, not even if the gubbamint and the sheriff was on your side.  And I don't think they are.  Not the sheriff, anyway.  

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