The more I think of this, the more sad and sickening I find it. They are praying to a false god who views our Lord and Savior to be but a minor prophet.
They do nothing but grieve the Holy Ghost, tossing the greatest gift back in His face. How sad.
Okay, while I was writing this, the ten zombies Reverend Knox put me in charge of have run off. There's a Methodist Church about a mile from here...Uh oh.