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minnesota_chris
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Today there was a new guy leader in our liberal church. He said that he wanted to teach us, and have us teach him as well. This is what liberal teacher-types say. I will teach you, and in return, you will teach me. In the olden days, a teacher / pastor / leader would never say he was going to learn from us. He would just preside, and maybe he would be affected by us, maybe not. Now, the liberal leaders rule us, and all the while say that they are learning from us, that we are affecting them. I think the best type of leader makes no promises about learning from us, but ends up being changed through the process. And the worst kind is the one who says they will learn from the flock, but neither learns nor really has any intention of learning. That's just manipulation.
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minnesota_chris
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It's funny, before it was white men who would be the leaders. Now it's women who claw their way to the top of these liberal organizations (my liberal churches, and school districts too) And it's not the women I mind, nor the clawing. It's the hierarchy that I mind.
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dafremen
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Leaders (Your People Are Crying) r.dafremen Rode a bus across the country to see this land that I love Along the way I saw many Faces, faces A weariness upon them all. At a pit stop just outside of Tulsa I heard a man begin to pray He said, "Lord please lift me up I'm Drownin, drownin Or help me find a way." (Hey politicians!) [CHORUS] Ohhh woah woah oh oh Can't you hear your people cryin? Woah oh oh oh oh [repeat once] [CHORUS] Then I met a trucker up from Lubbock He turned out to be good company He said he lost his son for Freedom, freedom Then he lost his farm 'cause you don't get nothin' free. CHORUS He regaled me with the wonders of this mighty land Spoke with pride and a tear in his eye of his son who served He was a good man of Honor, honor A much better man than the leaders here deserve. CHORUS [repeat CHORUS twice]
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snob
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Piggy played guitar
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what's it to you?
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