It's a cute cartoon with a relevant message, but it also promotes the superstition that the adversary will have authority in the lake of fire. The reality is that he will be just another powerless prisoner as isolated in the blackness of darkness as every other criminal who led people away from Yahowah.

Nice, Vince. While Yowm Kippurym was in our opinion the greatest day ever for us, but we think that every time we are called out, it was a wonder to witness the rays on our sun breaking over the horizon on Galveston Island. We just couldn't help but feeling elevated into the presence of our Spiritual Mother and Heavenly Father that it will just make you shout for joy, and while that morning at around 5am as my wife and I sat in McDonalds having coffee and eggs, wouldn't you know, best guess, a 300# pastor with a couple he was ministering to, came in and sat in this empty building right almost behind my wife, well within our ears and directly in my sights. I know and knew there's not a thing I can do on this day,but I could no longer stand this man feeding this crap he was spewing. I looked into my wifes eyes and she knew what was coming so she excused herself and headed for the car as I stood up and walked to their table to introduce myself. We shook hands upon my introduction, and then I looked him square in the eyes and told him everything I could hear him speaking of is BULLSHIT. My Father will not impose upon you anything unjust for if He did He would be injecting Himself upon your freewill. You minister, "you kept telling these ppl that if I did this, or that, I would fear Gods wrath that would come to me." It gave me the oppurtunity to explain the wonderful experiences my wife and I have had, so much enjoyment getting to know our Father without all of mans interuptions and misinterpretations. Oh, after I was through and had the couple listening intently, this minister saw the glean coming into their eyes as if he recognized, if he stayed here any longer, he might lose a couple of his followers...Hallelu Yah explains so much to folks. I left 'em with that, and told 'em quickly before he herded his cattle out of there, google YY. After coming outside I leaned against our car and felt so sad for those caught in this snare of religion and how much it takes to open that snare to free ppl from it.
Last thing. On one of the questions the lady was asking me, the minister piped in, "I know what you are," so of course, I said, "oh really, let me guess. You think I'm a jew."..and of course it was his guess. I laughed INTO his face and thought to myself, I wish I was, and knew the truth so I could actually get at some of those in that religion, but it's true what Father said about them being a stiffnecked ppl.

If I can, I see we can put up pictures on here. I'll try and upload a couple of us at Galveston. We wish every brother and sister could have joined us, but with my wifes shirt that spells out Fathers name in the old script, we had plenty watching us as we enjoyed the day.