World Blog by humble servant. The Gospel's Grift: How Bible Colleges Pimp Out the Free Word of God
The Gospel's Grift: How Bible Colleges Pimp Out the Free Word of God.Listen up, you self-righteous racketeers in tweed jackets and fake halos—Bible colleges, those gleaming campuses of counterfeit piety, where the blood-bought truth of Scripture gets auctioned off like a Black Friday special. You're out here twisting the eternal, no-strings-attached gift from the Almighty into a debt trap for wide-eyed kids chasing Jesus, all while pocketing fat tuition checks that could fund a small nation's orphanage. God's Word? It's free as the air we breathe, handed down not for profit but for the flawed, fumbling souls He died to save. But you? You're the Pharisees 2.0, slapping price tags on paradise and calling it "ministry." Snap—your empire of hypocrisy just got exposed.Let's crack open the Good Book, shall we? Not your sanitized syllabus, but the raw, unfiltered fire that scorches your bottom line. Isaiah 55:1 thunders like a divine mic drop: "Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price."No coin purse required, no FAFSA form, no "suggested donation" to unlock the milk of the Word. God Himself is hawking salvation on the house—eternal life, straight from the source, zero up charge. Fast-forward to the New Testament, where Jesus lays it bare in Romans 6:23: "For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."A gift. Not a loan, not a lease, not some gated community for the well-heeled. Ephesians 2:8-9 hammers it home: "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—not by works, so that no one can boast."Boast? The only boasting you're doing is about your endowment funds and enrollment stats, while kids drown in six-figure debt for a "Bachelor's in Biblical Studies" that Jesus never needed a diploma to teach.And don't get me started on Matthew 10:8, where the Savior commissions His crew: "Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy, drive out demons. Freely you have received; freely give."Freely received? Check—straight from the Father's hand, no invoice attached. Freely give? That's the mandate, the unbreakable chain from divine generosity to human hands. But you Bible college barons? You're hoarding the blessings like dragons on a gold pile, doling them out in semester installments. Your "freely give" comes with footnotes: asterisks for application fees, disclaimers for late payments, and a whole chapter on why God's grace needs a business model to survive.Now, let's talk brass tacks—your trashy balance sheets. A year at your average private Christian college? We're talking $50,000 a pop, tuition and fees alone, while public universities clock in at about $10,000.Even your "affordable" Bible mills hit $17,000 after aid, or $8,800 per semester before the smoke and mirrors.
Lancaster Bible College? $29,990 for the privilege of memorizing verses you charge to regurgitate.Calvary Chapel? A "modest" $4,500 per semester, plus housing and fees that pile on like interest from hell.You're not training shepherds; you're breeding debtors, chaining the next generation to Sallie Mae while preaching "store up treasures in heaven." Hypocrisy? It's your lifeblood. As one critic nails it, these tuition-driven machines are "struggling to survive" by acting like any secular corporation—chasing enrollment numbers over eternal souls, abandoning core theology for the allure of "success."
The Ten Commandments? God didn't etch them on tablets of gold and sell 'em to Moses for a tithe. No, He dropped 'em free on Sinai, a road map for us damnable, flawed fools stumbling through the desert of sin. "Thou shalt not steal" rings hollow when you're pick pocketing the poor for "pastoral training." "Thou shalt not covet" mocks your envy of Ivy League endowments, while you lord your titles—Dr. This, Reverend That—over the very flock Christ called you to serve without charge. Any man truly sent from God? He doesn't pass the plate for prophecy; he preaches fire from the gut, fueled by faith, not fees. You're not flawed people guided by grace—you're frauds in shepherd's clothing, perverting the free flow of the Spirit into a pay walled pipeline.Snap out of it, you titled trash. Tear down the gates, burn the bursar's office, and let the Word run wild again. God's economy thrives on giveaway, not gate keeping. If salvation's free, why the hell are you fencing it? Repent, refund, and get back to the basics—or step aside for the real remnant, the ones who get that true power comes gratis from the Cross, not your cash register. The flawed? We're all in this mess together. But you? Your facade just cracked wide open.WOE TO THE MERCHANTS OF THE MOST HIGH! A THUNDEROUS DENUNCIATION OF BIBLE COLLEGES, THOSE VILE FENCES AROUND THE FREE FOUNTAIN OF GRACE Hearken, O ye brood of vipers, ye whitewashed sepulchers parading as portals to paradise! Thus saith the Spirit through this quill of fire: Repent, ye peddlers of the sacred, ye traffickers in the treasure that cost Christ His crown of thorns! Your Bible colleges—those gilded cages of counterfeit consecration—stand as abominations in the sight of the Sovereign, auctioning off the boundless bounty of heaven for shekels stained with the sweat of the saints! God's unyielding edict echoes from eternity: "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price!" (Isaiah 55:1, KJV). Without price! Not a whisper of tuition, not a shadow of scholarships laced with strings—naught but the lavish largesse of the Lamb who was slain! Yet you, O hypocrites, you dam the deluge of divine generosity, channeling it through your corroded coffers, drowning the desperate in debts deeper than the Dead Sea!Woe! Woe! A thousandfold woe unto you! For the Apostle thunders from the throne-room of grace: "For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" (Romans 6:23, KJV).2 sourcesA gift—not a goddamn galleon of gold to be bartered, not a ledger of loans to be lorded over the lowly! Nay, but "For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast" (Ephesians 2:8-9, KJV).4 sourcesBoast? Oh, you boast, ye bloated bishops of the boardroom, flaunting your faculty lounges and fellowship funds while the Father's free feast gathers dust behind your paywalls! Jesus Himself, that itinerant incendiary, scorched the earth with this scorning summons: "Freely ye have received, freely give" (Matthew 10:8, KJV). Freely? Aye, from the Father's fathomless favor, poured out in the crimson cascade of Calvary—no fine print, no faculty fees, no Faustian bargains! But you? You pervert the priceless into the payable, the pure into the profane, turning the temple of truth into a den of denominational dollars!Behold the blood-soaked balance sheets of your Babylonian bazaars! In this accursed year of our Lord 2025, your average den of doctrinal dollars devours $23,925 for a single undergraduate soul-season in Biblical Studies, a ransom that rivals the riches of Rome!Lancaster Bible College? A leviathan levy of $29,990 in tuition alone, plus fees that fester like Pharaoh's boils—$700 more to mortgage the mind of the Messiah!Faith Baptist? $20,200 yearly for your "formation," heaped upon housing horrors of $4,390 and feasts filched at $4,610, while the widow's mite mocks your opulence!Even your "humble" haunts like Calvary Chapel claw $4,500 per semester for tuition, ballooning to $7,500 with the shackles of shelter and sustenance—$1,800 for a cot in your cloister, $1,200 for crumbs from your commissary!And across the Christian college cabal? An average $16,588 yearly pillage, preying on the pious like locusts on Lebanon!You cry "ministry" while your metrics mimic mammon's madness—enrollment empires over eternal equipping, survival schemes that sacrifice the Savior's simplicity on the altar of accreditation! As the prophets of profit wail, these tuition tyrants teeter on the brink, bartering biblical fidelity for fiscal facades, forsaking the faith once delivered for the fortune forever damned!O ye titled trash-heaps, ye Doctorates of Deceit and Reverends of Ruin! The Decalogue descends like Sinai's storm, a divine dirge for your depravity: "Thou shalt not steal!"—yet you filch the flock's future, forging fetters of finance for the freeborn! "Thou shalt not covet!"—yet you crave the coffers of the corrupt, eyeing endowments like Esau his birthright, while the commandments were carved gratis on granite for us groping, godless goons—guidance for the damned, not a diploma for the deceitful! God hurled the Law from the heights without a shekel's shadow, a lifeline for the lost lambs He longs to lasso with love unbound. Any envoy from the Eternal? He demands no danegeld for deliverance; he blazes with the blaze of the bush, unbankrolled by Babylon! You are no flawed flock under the Father's forgiving gaze—you are fraudulent foxes in the fold, fattening on the famine of faith, perverting the Pentecost pour-out into a parsimonious pittance!Awake, O asleep-in-Zion shepherds! Tremble at the trump that tolls! Rend your robes of respectability, raze your registrar's realms, refund the ransoms you've ravished, and release the river of revelation to roar unchecked! For in the economy of the Exalted One, grace gushes gratuitously, salvation surges as a sovereign surprise—not a subscription, not a semester's servitude! If the cross cries "It is finished!"—paid in full by the Prince of Peace—why, O whited walls of wickedness, do you whisper "Pay up or perish"? The flawed? We founder in the flood of our failings, yet float on the free float of His favor! But you—your hypocritical heights heave and crack under the hammer of heaven! Repent in sackcloth and ashes, or be hurled headlong into the heap of history's heresies! Thus ends the oracle: The free gift devours the fee-fattened foe...Wake Up, Bible College Bigwigs! You're Selling God's Free Gift Like It's a Paid Subscription Listen up, you snake-oil salesmen hiding behind crosses and diplomas. This is a straight-up take down of Bible colleges—those fancy schools that lock God's free message behind high walls of cash. God's Word is a gift, no strings attached. But you? You're turning it into a money-making machine, drowning young believers in debt while you rake in millions. Time to face the music: Repent, or get out of the way.God makes it crystal clear—His salvation is free for the taking. No wallet needed. The Bible says in Isaiah 55:1: "Hey, everyone who's thirsty, come get water. If you don't have money, that's fine—come buy and eat anyway. Get wine and milk without paying a dime." It's a no-cost buffet from heaven, straight from the God who sent Jesus to die for us. No hidden fees, no "scholarships" that come with IOUs. But you hypocrites? You're blocking that river of grace, funneling it through your bank accounts and burying broke students under loans bigger than mountains.Double woe to you! The Bible nails it in Romans 6:23: "Sin pays death as its wage, but God's gift is eternal life through Jesus Christ." A gift—not some treasure chest you haggle over or a bill you shove at the poor. Ephesians 2:8-9 spells it out: "You're saved by grace through faith. It's not from you—it's God's gift. Not by your works, so nobody can brag." Bragging? That's your game. You strut around with your lounges and donor parties, while God's free meal sits locked behind your tuition gates. Jesus didn't mince words in Matthew 10:8: "You got this for free—pass it on for free." He poured out His blood on the cross with zero fine print. But you twist the priceless truth into something you charge for, turning God's house into a cash cow for your clubs and creeds.Look at your dirty money trail. In 2025, the average Bible college gobbles up $23,925 a year just for undergrad Bible studies—more than what it costs to live like a king in ancient Rome. Lancaster Bible College? They hit you with $29,990 in tuition, plus another $700 in fees that sting like bee stings from hell. Faith Baptist? $20,200 a year for "spiritual growth," stacked on $4,390 for a bed and $4,610 for basic food—while they preach about the poor lady's tiny offering. Even "cheap" spots like Calvary Chapel grab $4,500 per semester for classes, jumping to $7,500 when you add room ($1,800 for a bunk bed) and board ($1,200 for scraps). Across all Christian colleges? An average $16,588 yearly rip-off, sucking the faithful dry like bugs in a plague. You scream "ministry!" but chase student numbers like greedy bosses, ditching Jesus' simple life for fancy stamps of approval. Critics are yelling: These schools trade real faith for fake money games, selling out the gospel for quick cash that's cursed forever.You fancy-title fakes—Doctors of Lies and Pastors of Wreckage! God's Ten Commandments crashed down like thunder on Mount Sinai, free as air, to guide us screw-ups through life. "Don't steal!"—but you're robbing kids' futures, chaining them to debt for what should be free. "Don't covet!"—yet you're drooling over fat bank funds like a starving guy eyeing steak, while God gave those rules gratis to us lost idiots. No charge for the roadmap out of sin. Real messengers from God don't beg for bucks to spread the word—they burn with holy fire, no corporate sponsors needed. You're not just messed-up people under God's mercy. You're sneaky thieves in the sheep pen, gorging on folks' hunger for truth and cheapening the Holy Spirit's big pour-out into pocket change.Wake up, you lazy leaders dozing in your cushy chairs! Shake at the warning bell! Rip off your fake holy outfits, bulldoze your billing offices, give back the cash you've stolen, and let God's truth flood out wild and free! God's way runs on giveaways—grace flows like a river, salvation hits like a surprise party. No monthly fees, no forced labor. Jesus yelled "It's done!" from the cross—paid in full by the King of Kindness. So why do you mutter "Cough up cash or you're out"? We're all drowning in our screw-ups, but we bob along on His free lifeline. You? Your fake towers are crumbling under heaven's hammer. Turn back in rags and dirt, or get tossed into the trash heap of forgotten frauds. Bottom line: God's free stuff eats up your paid scams alive. Boom. Your con game's busted in God's bright light.And Don't Get Me Started on Your "Non-Profit" Scam—Thieves in Tax-Free Robes, Stuffing Your Pockets While the Internet Gives It All Away for Free!You slimy opportunists, you fake shepherds—how do you sleep knowing you're dodging hell by selling fake holiness? Triple curse on you "non-profit" wizards waving Jesus' name like a shield! You act like you're all about the broke and humble, sucking up government tax breaks, while your meetings spit out billions and your bosses swim in bonuses that could feed nations. The Bible warns in 1 Timothy 6:10: "Loving money is the root of all kinds of evil." But you dig like pigs in government handouts, slapping "non-profit" on your greed like a get-out-of-jail card, all while picking the pockets of the desperate. God's good news blasts free across the web—that endless online marketplace of miracles, where Bible verses and deep dives pop up for anyone with a phone and Wi-Fi. Who the heck do you think you are, blocking the free flow of forgiveness with your money barriers, when you can Google God's library in seconds? Turn around, you robe-wearing robbers, or get puked out of heaven like yesterday's lukewarm coffee.Check your nasty numbers, you devil's accountants. In 2025, Liberty University—that massive money pit in Virginia—pulls in nearly $1.6 billion a year, all funneled to the fat cats under their fake "non-profit" cover. Over $18 million dumped on bosses and yes-men in one wild spending spree through June 2024, with paychecks bloating like sinners in the pit. Dr. Jerry Prevo, your "retired" big shot who barely shows up, slurps $784,082 for show-and-tell duties. Rev. Jonathan Falwell, the part-time ghost clocking just 30 hours a week, jacks his pay almost 400% to $822,573—overflowing his cup while the real church falls apart. Current boss Dondi Costin grabs $556,191, but don't forget the sports stars: Athletics head Ian McCaw snags $905,748, and football coach Jamey Chadwell hauls $5.8 million—for throwing balls, all in Jesus' supposed name. The grand total? $626 million on wages, extras, and luxuries—free houses, fat bonuses, even private planes for ex-leaders jetting to their empires. All okay because of your sweet tax dodge, which sucks dry everyday taxpayers to pad your guts.You verse-vultures, you PhD Pharisees! The tax folks accidentally spill your secrets: Moody Bible Institute hands $129,329 to a radio guy, $128,246 to a tech nerd, and $126,641 to a teacher—all from "non-profit" funds squeezed from the needy. High Point University, that so-called Christian giant, pays boss Nido Qubein over $4 million—a fortune for running rooms that charge $40,000-plus per student. Arizona Christian's Len Munsil chows on $494,000, while tiny spots like Northern California Bible College scrape $358,000 in cash but burn $289,000 just to keep the show going. Watchdogs bark loud: These "non-profits" are wolves in sheep clothes, wolfing down gifts and fees while the government looks away, wrecking God's work with boss-level splurges worse than old Rome's decay. The Trinity Foundation blasts it: This "stewardship"? It's pig-feeding—fake jobs for insiders, joyrides on donor jets, all while they tell church folks to stay poor.And the web? It's God's free digital mountain, blasting Scripture non-stop—sites like Bible Gateway and You Version serve endless breakdowns to kids in the jungle or hills, no forms, no checks, no greed. You gate keep grace? Nah—you're con artists guarding a park that's already wide open worldwide.Jesus blasts it in Matthew 23:14: "Woe to you experts and holy rollers! You gobble up widows' homes and pray long for show—big trouble's coming your way." Your "non-profit" act? Fake poor while you rob the broke, grabbing tax perks from the system you bash, making church a pay booth. The rules drop free, the cross cost nothing extra, and now the online world surges with holy words—wide open, no bills, no end. Who are you, donation dictators? Not guides, but clippers; not holy, but holograms. Matthew 10:8 again: "Free in, free out." But you trade bits for boats, lines for locks.Rise up, hurting crowd! Raid the rooftops, smash the ledgers, grab refunds from these cash-crazy crooks! Let God's goodies jump free through the web's wires, where smarts wait with no purse. Turn back, you money-worshipping wrongdoers, or get smacked by payback—your tax-tied seats sink in truth's flood! Us regular folks ride easy on faith's wave; you? Your show cracks in God's rage. Done. Boom—your "non-profit" bad dream burns up in Bible fire.This mess ties right into the prosperity gospel scam—preachers promising riches if you just "sow seeds" into their jets. Critics in 2025 call it a gospel-twister that skips real pain, warps the Bible, and turns God into a vending machine. Costi Hinn, nephew of a big-name hustler, spills the beans: It's hypocrisy on steroids, luring folks to greed over God. And the scandals? Televangelist Jim Bakker's begging $1 million or his show's toast. Sean Feucht's crew accused of blowing millions on nothing. Gateway Church slashing jobs after abuse cover-ups tanked donations. The Lamb TV family? Empire crumbles in lies and payoffs. It's all the same rot: Free faith sold for fat checks. God's calling it out—loud and clear. Repent, refund, or run. Title Men of God never ask for Money. Only Satan Magicians.
Lancaster Bible College? $29,990 for the privilege of memorizing verses you charge to regurgitate.Calvary Chapel? A "modest" $4,500 per semester, plus housing and fees that pile on like interest from hell.You're not training shepherds; you're breeding debtors, chaining the next generation to Sallie Mae while preaching "store up treasures in heaven." Hypocrisy? It's your lifeblood. As one critic nails it, these tuition-driven machines are "struggling to survive" by acting like any secular corporation—chasing enrollment numbers over eternal souls, abandoning core theology for the allure of "success."
The Ten Commandments? God didn't etch them on tablets of gold and sell 'em to Moses for a tithe. No, He dropped 'em free on Sinai, a road map for us damnable, flawed fools stumbling through the desert of sin. "Thou shalt not steal" rings hollow when you're pick pocketing the poor for "pastoral training." "Thou shalt not covet" mocks your envy of Ivy League endowments, while you lord your titles—Dr. This, Reverend That—over the very flock Christ called you to serve without charge. Any man truly sent from God? He doesn't pass the plate for prophecy; he preaches fire from the gut, fueled by faith, not fees. You're not flawed people guided by grace—you're frauds in shepherd's clothing, perverting the free flow of the Spirit into a pay walled pipeline.Snap out of it, you titled trash. Tear down the gates, burn the bursar's office, and let the Word run wild again. God's economy thrives on giveaway, not gate keeping. If salvation's free, why the hell are you fencing it? Repent, refund, and get back to the basics—or step aside for the real remnant, the ones who get that true power comes gratis from the Cross, not your cash register. The flawed? We're all in this mess together. But you? Your facade just cracked wide open.WOE TO THE MERCHANTS OF THE MOST HIGH! A THUNDEROUS DENUNCIATION OF BIBLE COLLEGES, THOSE VILE FENCES AROUND THE FREE FOUNTAIN OF GRACE Hearken, O ye brood of vipers, ye whitewashed sepulchers parading as portals to paradise! Thus saith the Spirit through this quill of fire: Repent, ye peddlers of the sacred, ye traffickers in the treasure that cost Christ His crown of thorns! Your Bible colleges—those gilded cages of counterfeit consecration—stand as abominations in the sight of the Sovereign, auctioning off the boundless bounty of heaven for shekels stained with the sweat of the saints! God's unyielding edict echoes from eternity: "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price!" (Isaiah 55:1, KJV). Without price! Not a whisper of tuition, not a shadow of scholarships laced with strings—naught but the lavish largesse of the Lamb who was slain! Yet you, O hypocrites, you dam the deluge of divine generosity, channeling it through your corroded coffers, drowning the desperate in debts deeper than the Dead Sea!Woe! Woe! A thousandfold woe unto you! For the Apostle thunders from the throne-room of grace: "For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" (Romans 6:23, KJV).2 sourcesA gift—not a goddamn galleon of gold to be bartered, not a ledger of loans to be lorded over the lowly! Nay, but "For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast" (Ephesians 2:8-9, KJV).4 sourcesBoast? Oh, you boast, ye bloated bishops of the boardroom, flaunting your faculty lounges and fellowship funds while the Father's free feast gathers dust behind your paywalls! Jesus Himself, that itinerant incendiary, scorched the earth with this scorning summons: "Freely ye have received, freely give" (Matthew 10:8, KJV). Freely? Aye, from the Father's fathomless favor, poured out in the crimson cascade of Calvary—no fine print, no faculty fees, no Faustian bargains! But you? You pervert the priceless into the payable, the pure into the profane, turning the temple of truth into a den of denominational dollars!Behold the blood-soaked balance sheets of your Babylonian bazaars! In this accursed year of our Lord 2025, your average den of doctrinal dollars devours $23,925 for a single undergraduate soul-season in Biblical Studies, a ransom that rivals the riches of Rome!Lancaster Bible College? A leviathan levy of $29,990 in tuition alone, plus fees that fester like Pharaoh's boils—$700 more to mortgage the mind of the Messiah!Faith Baptist? $20,200 yearly for your "formation," heaped upon housing horrors of $4,390 and feasts filched at $4,610, while the widow's mite mocks your opulence!Even your "humble" haunts like Calvary Chapel claw $4,500 per semester for tuition, ballooning to $7,500 with the shackles of shelter and sustenance—$1,800 for a cot in your cloister, $1,200 for crumbs from your commissary!And across the Christian college cabal? An average $16,588 yearly pillage, preying on the pious like locusts on Lebanon!You cry "ministry" while your metrics mimic mammon's madness—enrollment empires over eternal equipping, survival schemes that sacrifice the Savior's simplicity on the altar of accreditation! As the prophets of profit wail, these tuition tyrants teeter on the brink, bartering biblical fidelity for fiscal facades, forsaking the faith once delivered for the fortune forever damned!O ye titled trash-heaps, ye Doctorates of Deceit and Reverends of Ruin! The Decalogue descends like Sinai's storm, a divine dirge for your depravity: "Thou shalt not steal!"—yet you filch the flock's future, forging fetters of finance for the freeborn! "Thou shalt not covet!"—yet you crave the coffers of the corrupt, eyeing endowments like Esau his birthright, while the commandments were carved gratis on granite for us groping, godless goons—guidance for the damned, not a diploma for the deceitful! God hurled the Law from the heights without a shekel's shadow, a lifeline for the lost lambs He longs to lasso with love unbound. Any envoy from the Eternal? He demands no danegeld for deliverance; he blazes with the blaze of the bush, unbankrolled by Babylon! You are no flawed flock under the Father's forgiving gaze—you are fraudulent foxes in the fold, fattening on the famine of faith, perverting the Pentecost pour-out into a parsimonious pittance!Awake, O asleep-in-Zion shepherds! Tremble at the trump that tolls! Rend your robes of respectability, raze your registrar's realms, refund the ransoms you've ravished, and release the river of revelation to roar unchecked! For in the economy of the Exalted One, grace gushes gratuitously, salvation surges as a sovereign surprise—not a subscription, not a semester's servitude! If the cross cries "It is finished!"—paid in full by the Prince of Peace—why, O whited walls of wickedness, do you whisper "Pay up or perish"? The flawed? We founder in the flood of our failings, yet float on the free float of His favor! But you—your hypocritical heights heave and crack under the hammer of heaven! Repent in sackcloth and ashes, or be hurled headlong into the heap of history's heresies! Thus ends the oracle: The free gift devours the fee-fattened foe...Wake Up, Bible College Bigwigs! You're Selling God's Free Gift Like It's a Paid Subscription Listen up, you snake-oil salesmen hiding behind crosses and diplomas. This is a straight-up take down of Bible colleges—those fancy schools that lock God's free message behind high walls of cash. God's Word is a gift, no strings attached. But you? You're turning it into a money-making machine, drowning young believers in debt while you rake in millions. Time to face the music: Repent, or get out of the way.God makes it crystal clear—His salvation is free for the taking. No wallet needed. The Bible says in Isaiah 55:1: "Hey, everyone who's thirsty, come get water. If you don't have money, that's fine—come buy and eat anyway. Get wine and milk without paying a dime." It's a no-cost buffet from heaven, straight from the God who sent Jesus to die for us. No hidden fees, no "scholarships" that come with IOUs. But you hypocrites? You're blocking that river of grace, funneling it through your bank accounts and burying broke students under loans bigger than mountains.Double woe to you! The Bible nails it in Romans 6:23: "Sin pays death as its wage, but God's gift is eternal life through Jesus Christ." A gift—not some treasure chest you haggle over or a bill you shove at the poor. Ephesians 2:8-9 spells it out: "You're saved by grace through faith. It's not from you—it's God's gift. Not by your works, so nobody can brag." Bragging? That's your game. You strut around with your lounges and donor parties, while God's free meal sits locked behind your tuition gates. Jesus didn't mince words in Matthew 10:8: "You got this for free—pass it on for free." He poured out His blood on the cross with zero fine print. But you twist the priceless truth into something you charge for, turning God's house into a cash cow for your clubs and creeds.Look at your dirty money trail. In 2025, the average Bible college gobbles up $23,925 a year just for undergrad Bible studies—more than what it costs to live like a king in ancient Rome. Lancaster Bible College? They hit you with $29,990 in tuition, plus another $700 in fees that sting like bee stings from hell. Faith Baptist? $20,200 a year for "spiritual growth," stacked on $4,390 for a bed and $4,610 for basic food—while they preach about the poor lady's tiny offering. Even "cheap" spots like Calvary Chapel grab $4,500 per semester for classes, jumping to $7,500 when you add room ($1,800 for a bunk bed) and board ($1,200 for scraps). Across all Christian colleges? An average $16,588 yearly rip-off, sucking the faithful dry like bugs in a plague. You scream "ministry!" but chase student numbers like greedy bosses, ditching Jesus' simple life for fancy stamps of approval. Critics are yelling: These schools trade real faith for fake money games, selling out the gospel for quick cash that's cursed forever.You fancy-title fakes—Doctors of Lies and Pastors of Wreckage! God's Ten Commandments crashed down like thunder on Mount Sinai, free as air, to guide us screw-ups through life. "Don't steal!"—but you're robbing kids' futures, chaining them to debt for what should be free. "Don't covet!"—yet you're drooling over fat bank funds like a starving guy eyeing steak, while God gave those rules gratis to us lost idiots. No charge for the roadmap out of sin. Real messengers from God don't beg for bucks to spread the word—they burn with holy fire, no corporate sponsors needed. You're not just messed-up people under God's mercy. You're sneaky thieves in the sheep pen, gorging on folks' hunger for truth and cheapening the Holy Spirit's big pour-out into pocket change.Wake up, you lazy leaders dozing in your cushy chairs! Shake at the warning bell! Rip off your fake holy outfits, bulldoze your billing offices, give back the cash you've stolen, and let God's truth flood out wild and free! God's way runs on giveaways—grace flows like a river, salvation hits like a surprise party. No monthly fees, no forced labor. Jesus yelled "It's done!" from the cross—paid in full by the King of Kindness. So why do you mutter "Cough up cash or you're out"? We're all drowning in our screw-ups, but we bob along on His free lifeline. You? Your fake towers are crumbling under heaven's hammer. Turn back in rags and dirt, or get tossed into the trash heap of forgotten frauds. Bottom line: God's free stuff eats up your paid scams alive. Boom. Your con game's busted in God's bright light.And Don't Get Me Started on Your "Non-Profit" Scam—Thieves in Tax-Free Robes, Stuffing Your Pockets While the Internet Gives It All Away for Free!You slimy opportunists, you fake shepherds—how do you sleep knowing you're dodging hell by selling fake holiness? Triple curse on you "non-profit" wizards waving Jesus' name like a shield! You act like you're all about the broke and humble, sucking up government tax breaks, while your meetings spit out billions and your bosses swim in bonuses that could feed nations. The Bible warns in 1 Timothy 6:10: "Loving money is the root of all kinds of evil." But you dig like pigs in government handouts, slapping "non-profit" on your greed like a get-out-of-jail card, all while picking the pockets of the desperate. God's good news blasts free across the web—that endless online marketplace of miracles, where Bible verses and deep dives pop up for anyone with a phone and Wi-Fi. Who the heck do you think you are, blocking the free flow of forgiveness with your money barriers, when you can Google God's library in seconds? Turn around, you robe-wearing robbers, or get puked out of heaven like yesterday's lukewarm coffee.Check your nasty numbers, you devil's accountants. In 2025, Liberty University—that massive money pit in Virginia—pulls in nearly $1.6 billion a year, all funneled to the fat cats under their fake "non-profit" cover. Over $18 million dumped on bosses and yes-men in one wild spending spree through June 2024, with paychecks bloating like sinners in the pit. Dr. Jerry Prevo, your "retired" big shot who barely shows up, slurps $784,082 for show-and-tell duties. Rev. Jonathan Falwell, the part-time ghost clocking just 30 hours a week, jacks his pay almost 400% to $822,573—overflowing his cup while the real church falls apart. Current boss Dondi Costin grabs $556,191, but don't forget the sports stars: Athletics head Ian McCaw snags $905,748, and football coach Jamey Chadwell hauls $5.8 million—for throwing balls, all in Jesus' supposed name. The grand total? $626 million on wages, extras, and luxuries—free houses, fat bonuses, even private planes for ex-leaders jetting to their empires. All okay because of your sweet tax dodge, which sucks dry everyday taxpayers to pad your guts.You verse-vultures, you PhD Pharisees! The tax folks accidentally spill your secrets: Moody Bible Institute hands $129,329 to a radio guy, $128,246 to a tech nerd, and $126,641 to a teacher—all from "non-profit" funds squeezed from the needy. High Point University, that so-called Christian giant, pays boss Nido Qubein over $4 million—a fortune for running rooms that charge $40,000-plus per student. Arizona Christian's Len Munsil chows on $494,000, while tiny spots like Northern California Bible College scrape $358,000 in cash but burn $289,000 just to keep the show going. Watchdogs bark loud: These "non-profits" are wolves in sheep clothes, wolfing down gifts and fees while the government looks away, wrecking God's work with boss-level splurges worse than old Rome's decay. The Trinity Foundation blasts it: This "stewardship"? It's pig-feeding—fake jobs for insiders, joyrides on donor jets, all while they tell church folks to stay poor.And the web? It's God's free digital mountain, blasting Scripture non-stop—sites like Bible Gateway and You Version serve endless breakdowns to kids in the jungle or hills, no forms, no checks, no greed. You gate keep grace? Nah—you're con artists guarding a park that's already wide open worldwide.Jesus blasts it in Matthew 23:14: "Woe to you experts and holy rollers! You gobble up widows' homes and pray long for show—big trouble's coming your way." Your "non-profit" act? Fake poor while you rob the broke, grabbing tax perks from the system you bash, making church a pay booth. The rules drop free, the cross cost nothing extra, and now the online world surges with holy words—wide open, no bills, no end. Who are you, donation dictators? Not guides, but clippers; not holy, but holograms. Matthew 10:8 again: "Free in, free out." But you trade bits for boats, lines for locks.Rise up, hurting crowd! Raid the rooftops, smash the ledgers, grab refunds from these cash-crazy crooks! Let God's goodies jump free through the web's wires, where smarts wait with no purse. Turn back, you money-worshipping wrongdoers, or get smacked by payback—your tax-tied seats sink in truth's flood! Us regular folks ride easy on faith's wave; you? Your show cracks in God's rage. Done. Boom—your "non-profit" bad dream burns up in Bible fire.This mess ties right into the prosperity gospel scam—preachers promising riches if you just "sow seeds" into their jets. Critics in 2025 call it a gospel-twister that skips real pain, warps the Bible, and turns God into a vending machine. Costi Hinn, nephew of a big-name hustler, spills the beans: It's hypocrisy on steroids, luring folks to greed over God. And the scandals? Televangelist Jim Bakker's begging $1 million or his show's toast. Sean Feucht's crew accused of blowing millions on nothing. Gateway Church slashing jobs after abuse cover-ups tanked donations. The Lamb TV family? Empire crumbles in lies and payoffs. It's all the same rot: Free faith sold for fat checks. God's calling it out—loud and clear. Repent, refund, or run. Title Men of God never ask for Money. Only Satan Magicians.
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