As I've already written, conflicts over music have been common through out church history.
Prior to having the red pill dropped on me like a bomb, there were things in my life that, deep down, disgusted me. Rather than accept the fact that her greatest asset is her beauty, women are instead celebrated for eating Dunkin’ Donuts and drinking whatever-the-fuck stupid name Starbucks uses for their large calorie-loaded heart attacks. Christians disagree about music style as much as any other issue in the body of Christ.More than likely, you've experienced this firsthand.Looking around though, everyone was celebrating these things, cheering women on. While I’ve banged my fair share of sluts and would rather not see them disappear into thin air, there’s no doubt that the new slut generations are going to end up with more cats and less husbands. I was forced to bury my disgust within me and not act upon it, or dare speak my mind.