A Love Letter To Fred Phelps….

My first thought when I heard the news was, GOOD! Hope he dies. Then I thought, that is a terrible thing to say about anyone. I am just as bad as he is when I think like that. I am sorry he died and I hope he does meet God and God explains to him how wrong he has been. I hope he finds peace because I know he has not had any here on earth with all that hate in his heart. Godspeed Fred

The Boeskool

Dear Mr. Phelps,

You don’t know me, but I’ve heard of you.  Last year when I went to the Final Four, I heard that some Westboro Baptist folks would be protesting there, and I thought about making a sign that said, “THESE PEOPLE DO NOT REPRESENT JESUS.” I’m so glad I didn’t waste my time on a sign. When I finally saw the protestors and heard their silly songs, it all just seemed comically sad. There is no way any thinking person could mistake that spectacle for anything that had to do with Jesus. I’m way more worried about the people calling themselves Christians who are trying to keep their hatred a secret….  At least your hatred was overt enough that everyone knew you were full of shit.

They say "Live your life in such a way that the Westboro Baptist Church will want to picket your funeral." Man.... How cool would that be? It’s hard to see them back there because you’re probably focusing on that amazing mustache, but those are some WBCers in the background…

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