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Tim, that's really an incomplete thought. :wink: Tell me what you're thinking.BoostX said:
Yep, you and all the other 900 million Christians are outcasts. Christianity has been marketing itself as the religion of outcasts from the begining. You may feel like an outcast in your micro-community, but in the larger scope of things you have plenty of companycrxfisher said:If anything, I'm an outcast because I'm a Christian.
You are onto something with that, Heu. I remember some quote to the effect that "good people will do good things, evil people will do evil things, but to get good people to do evil things, you need religion."dohcrxl said:Sometimes I think religion is evil's greatest guise.
It's not about Heaven or Hell because I don't believe in any of that. I cannot believe that a fair and just God would put me in a world of a hundred different gods then roast me for choosing the wrong god. An all powerful, ever loving, all knowing God wouldn't enforce such an incompetently devised system.Newfish said:If you choose to follow the christian faith then god will see that you have done so and think you wise and worthy. If you then continue to be kind to you fellow neighbour etc, then you will surely earn a place in heaven.
No, but an eternity without a reunion with my son does. Most of me believes when I die, I just become unplugged. Some of me believes there's a possibility there is something, an afterlife if you will, waiting. And if there's any chance I can get there, I must for my son might be there. Understand, as great of a father that I honestly think I was to Justin, I failed him miserably as a daddy for the second half of his decade long life. I cannot fail to see a way to him now. I think I've said this at one time but sometimes I feel like Justin is screaming at the top of his lungs "daddy daddy, I'm over here, you're going the wrong way, Jesus is the way to me." Then logic kicks in and tells me that Jesus wouldn't put Justin in a sound proof room then punish the both of us because I can't hear him.Does a life without faith scare you?
No, I don't need the promise of reward in order to do for God or anyone. This doesn't mean I will do for just anyone or that I've done for God, but of the few people that I have, I've told even fewer this: "Just because I help you today doesn't mean you are under any obligation to help me tomorrow. What I give you now is given to you from my heart. I will never hold it over your head and remind you in the future of it for any reason. If I do, you will know that my gift was impure at the time." (I will give no specific examples of who and how much for obvious reasons)... and believe it or not, this scares some people away. I don't know if it's because they think they could never feel the same way and thus are unworthy of my friendship, or that they take the true meaning of my words and flip it around to be, hey remember this day because you owe me. Regardless, I try not to go beyond that in explaining stuff like this to people. If they understand me, it will show in the end. If not, I'm still content with myself that at one time I helped ease someone's trouble and though it didn't fall back on me, perhaps it will be remembered later on in their life and fall on someone else. This isn't orchestric poetry. I didn't get it from a good book. I'm not regurgitating someone else's thoughts. It's just how I feel, believe or not if you will.Do you feel the need to believe in god in order to live you life. Do you need that reasurence that when you die you will go to heaven and live forever?
I think that I do realize how lucky I am. I don't have to go see the world to know it. I have 10 fingers, 10 toes, no disabilities(besides frequent brain farts), a decent paying job, a side drive full of junk cars(still treasure to me), a wonderful girlfriend, a loving family, and my 2.9 year old son Joshua. Other things that tell me I'm a lucky man: I can see snow falling from the sky in 20/25 vision, when I press > on my cd player my eardrums are serenaded, I'm not being wheel around so I can go climb any tree in the state forest I want and sit there like a retard in single digit temps clutching my bow.does it really matter that much whether there is a god or not. If this doesn't make a lot of sense i'm sorry, but maybe it will to someone an maybe it will make a differene to the way they think and how they percieve the world. its huge, go see it and realise how lucky you are.