Christian Eulogy + is there a Muslim takeover of the UK?

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with thanks to @DavidAtherton20 and @LozzaFox.

The Mayor of London is a Muslim
The mayor of Birmingham is a Muslim
The Mayor of Leeds is Muslim
The Mayor of Blackburn – Muslim
The mayor of Sheffield is a Muslim
The mayor of Oxford is a Muslim
The mayor of Luton is a Muslim
The mayor of Oldham is Muslim
The mayor of Rochdale is Muslim
All this was achieved by only 4 million Muslims out of 66 million people in England: Today there are over 3,000 mosques in England.
There are over 130 sharia courts There are more than 50 Sharia Councils
78 percent of Muslim women do not work, receive state support + free accommodation
63 percent of Muslims do not work, receive state support + free housing
State-supported Muslim families with an average of 6 to 8 children receive free accommodation
Now every school in the UK is required to teach lessons about Islam.
Has anyone ever been given an opportunity to vote for this?

A celebration of Christ’s last days of his journey on this earth

He could hear the crowds screaming *”crucify” “crucify”…*
He could hear the hatred in their voices,
These were His chosen people.
*He loved them,*
And they were going to crucify him.
He was beaten, bleeding and weakened…
His heart was broken,
*But still He walked.*

He could see the crowd as He came from the palace.
He knew each of the faces so well.
*He had created them.*
He knew every smile, every laugh, and every shed tear,
But now they were contorted with rage and anger
His heart broke,
*But still He walked.*

He searched the crowd for a loving face and He saw very few.
Then he turned His eyes to the only one that mattered
And He knew that He would never be alone.
He looked back at the crowd…
At the people who were spitting at Him
Throwing rocks at Him and mocking Him
*And he knew that* *because of Him,*
*They would never be alone.*
So for them, He walked.

The sounds of the hammer *striking the spikes* echoed through the crowd.
The sounds of His cries echoed even louder,
The cheers of the crowd, as His hands and feet were nailed to the cross,
Intensified with each blow.
Loudest of all was the still small voice
Inside His Heart that whispered *”I am with you, my Son”,*
And God’s heart broke.
*He had let His son walk.*

Jesus could have asked God to end His suffering,
*But instead He asked God to forgive.*
Not to forgive Him, but to forgive the ones who were persecuting Him.
As He hung on that cross, *dying an unimaginable death,*
He looked out and saw, not only the faces in the crowd,
*But also, the face of every person yet to be,*
And His heart filled with love.
As His body was dying, His heart was alive.
Alive with the limitless, unconditional love He feels for each of us.
*That is why He walked.*

When I forget how much My God loves me,
…I remember His walk.
When I wonder if I can be forgiven,
…I remember His walk.
When I need to be reminded of how to live like Christ,
…I think of His walk.
And to show Him how much I love Him,
*…I wake up each morning, turn my eyes to Him,*
*…….And I walk.*

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