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Mike Todd’s Co-pastor Compares Jesus to a Prostitute Naked on a Stripper Pole Who He Pimps Out for “Bread in My Pocket”

by | Apr 28, 2023 | Apostasy, heresy, News, Religion, Social-Issues, The Church, Video | 0 comments

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Pastor Tim Ross serves with Pastor Mike Todd at Transformation Church. Pastor Mike Todd, who we’ve written about numerous times, is the lead pastor of Transformation Church, which is located in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Pastor Tim Ross is an associate pastor at the same church and often appears alongside Pastor Mike Todd in their teachings and ministry. They have gained popularity for their dynamic preaching style and focus on reaching a younger audience.

In his sermon, Pastor Ross brazenly likens money to “bread,” equating it to the biblical miracle of manna. This outlandish analogy insinuates that financial abundance is nothing less than a divine entitlement, encouraging believers to expect God to keep filling their pockets with material wealth. In doing so, he shamelessly perpetuates the dangerous falsehood that faith or adherence to specific practices will lead to a deluge of financial blessings, utterly disregarding the complexities of life and the crucial biblical teachings on stewardship, contentment, and serving others.

But worse than that, he later goes on to compare Jesus to a stripper who, essentially, he pimps out as a prostitute as a way for him to put “bread in my pocket.” During a sermon illustration, he blasphemes God with this sick and perverted illustration.

“But you know that the enemy’s a counterfeit, right?” Ross said, “He ain’t the first one to make it rain. Literally, he’s not the first one to make it rain. I could take you to Genesis to prove to you who the first person was that made it rain.”

“You. But Scripture said that manna came from heaven and it was bred to them. We don’t make it rain on booty cheeks.”

“We don’t make it rain on strippers. We only reverence one stripper, and that’s the one that took off glory to put on humanity and then get butt naked on a cross to die for both you and me,” Ross continued. “The only stripper I’m in love with is Jesus. And he’s the one that puts that bread in my pocket.”

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