As the winds of winter give way to spring showers, your minds are no doubt turning towards summer. As we

Winter. A dark and cold time where, in your indoors-bound, cocooned state, you may feel temptation get the better of

‘Tis the Sabbath, and the only place you should be congregating is at the church of the Last Movie Outpost

The festive period once more recedes in our rearview mirror, and it is clear from both the mess and the

Pride, greed, probably slutiness, but the greatest sin is geekery! It lives adjacent to that one about worshipping graven images,

The summer of sin, with its alcohol-fueled barbecues and ladies in summer dresses, may be a distant memory now up

Once more, the stench of your sin permeates every fiber of the Outpost. So, once more, we must prepare your

This summer, it grows hot. As the heat rises, so does your sinning. You are unable to control yourselves, like

This confession is about how you have managed to hold yourself back. Confess the times when someone’s movie-based stupidity convinces

Sin is… well, a sin. Without strong moral leadership, sin is allowed to flourish, and then where would we be?