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Politics : Should God be replaced? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (7647)	7/16/2001 9:56:49 PM
From: gao seng	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 28931

I edited my post to include this: But if you did read it, you are saying that this does not prove God exists, right? But if the God of the Old Testament does exist, then surely Justin has proven that Jesus is God, right? I mean, what am I to respond to? My post that it was not a theory was in regards to Jesus being the God of the Old Testament. And I think Justin proves God exists. --- As for self inflated egotistic annoyances, you take the cake. You provide the intellectual challenge of Regis Philbin. Faith. I do not think it a question of faith. I think it a question of good will. Here is an excerpt from another of my favorite authors: A William Peter Blatty excerpt: From "Twinkle Twinkle Killer Kane" "I am your friend," said Kane. "You're my albatross, my millstone, my flaming white elephant! Tell me, why! Why won't you tell me!" "Tell you what?" "Why sometimes I cry. It's a pain in the ass." "Yes, it is," murmured Kane. "That's why I love you. You're so freaking agreeable. Do you think cannibals think they're grand?" "What?" "Cannibals, Hud, cannibals! Do you think it's morally right to fricassee Martin and Osa Johnson?" "Who is to say?" answered Kane. "But it could be they do? Isn't that right?" "Right." "But Foot - what about him? Does he think fricasseed hunter is grand?" "No." "So how come he hasn't gotten out the word to all these cannibals, Hud? And to the pygmies shrinking heads out there in the jungles of the Amazon? What is it with him? What is it? Is he indifferent to right and wrong? Is he indifferent to what we do?" "He sends missionaries there," said Kane. "He should send meat sauce and chutney, Hud; that the cannibals would use! Look, if Foot has some plan; if there's some way he wants us to act, why, man, all he'd have to do is tell us! If we are convinced that he existed - really existed - we'd all be good. So why the games and hocus-pocus? Why doesn't Foot just make an appearance on top of the Empire State Building? What's the problem Hud? What is it? Is he short on tablets of stone? My Uncle Eddie owns a quarry, I can get them for him wholesale! All he has to do is ask! A burning bush is something else. This is not my regular work." "I gather you're asking for signs and wonders," said Kane. "I'm asking for a modicum of honesty! For Foot to quit playing peek-a-boo! To shit or get off the pot! Diarrhetic strange gods have been waiting in line!" Kane sighed. "Do you know the New Testament?" "Do you know you're a fatuous pedant?" "The parables of Christ are neither simple," said Kane, "nor direct. Christ always has to explain them. But you'll notice he only explains them to the few who hang around; to the few who are interested; to those of goodwill. And there's a reason for that, Cutshaw." Cutshaw leaned forward in exaggerated interest, his brow thick with furrows of intense concentration. Kane continued: "To those who are not of goodwill - the truth can be harmful. As long as there is doubt, there is a lessening of guilt. But to give the truth to those who will believe it - but ignore it - is to seal their final damnation. I believe that's why God hides. What do you think?"