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what is the best religion
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the best religion is the one that gets you closer to God and makes you a better person.” Expanding on that, he says “whatever makes you more compassionate, more sensible.. more loving, more responsible. The religion that will do that for you is the best religion.
This religion is just moving around you; I have the one that, along with this can make the world a place worth living, free of terrorism and promote love among human-that is Christianity.
the best religion is the one that gets you closer to God and makes you a better person.” Expanding on that, he says “whatever makes you more compassionate, more sensible.. more loving, more responsible. The religion that will do that for you is the best religion.
This religion is just moving around you; I have the one that, along with this can make the world a place worth living, free of terrorism and promote love among human-that is Christianity.
There is absolutely no way to tell if what you've read in the bible (or any religious text) is true. Hypothetical question here, sure to cause a stink.... What if you found out tomorrow that your religion was 100% inaccurate? Now before anyone goes and starts to thump me, relax and just answer the question.... I am not trying to start a fight.
Why is it that so many people who seem or claim to be so close to Jesus are so very quick to knock everyone else's view? Doesn't seem too Christian to me. I mean, let Jesus decide. You can have a difference of opinion and not be upset about it. It is ok to not view the bigger picture as does everyone else in the room....
It's 2 different posts from 2 different people, but one says "we have peace" and the other seems so mad to discuss their view..... It is ok people. Truthfully, everyone is entitled to their own view! You may be right or you may be wrong. I may be right or I may be wrong. The simple fact of the matter is, what is the use of fighting about it? Nobody is going to know a danged thing about it until they die.......
People! Believe what you will and allow the others that same right. We have that in America. You cannot believe what others believe, and thats a right in America too. There is no need to get all worked up over religion.... calm down for gosh sakes.
Why is it that so many people who seem or claim to be so close to Jesus are so very quick to knock everyone else's view? Doesn't seem too Christian to me. I mean, let Jesus decide. You can have a difference of opinion and not be upset about it. It is ok to not view the bigger picture as does everyone else in the room....
It's 2 different posts from 2 different people, but one says "we have peace" and the other seems so mad to discuss their view..... It is ok people. Truthfully, everyone is entitled to their own view! You may be right or you may be wrong. I may be right or I may be wrong. The simple fact of the matter is, what is the use of fighting about it? Nobody is going to know a danged thing about it until they die.......
People! Believe what you will and allow the others that same right. We have that in America. You cannot believe what others believe, and thats a right in America too. There is no need to get all worked up over religion.... calm down for gosh sakes.
And as I said before I am not going to keep on answering, but I just wanted to point out where you threw your snowball first, yet for some reason forgot.
End of discussion...
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I'm done with this "Spirituality Forum." Yep done.
End of discussion...
Cloud, if you post here, look for your answer in the Private forum.
I'm done with this "Spirituality Forum." Yep done.
You did your battering here :"Well, she knocked him out of his own discussion in a hurry, didn't she? So much for telling the good news."
So maybe you learned a lesson as to make sure you know who you are "battering" before you batter.
If you put down the Budhah books, the Deepak books and just read the bible instead of cute little email story messages, you will see that what I do is out of L O V E.
So maybe you learned a lesson as to make sure you know who you are "battering" before you batter.
If you put down the Budhah books, the Deepak books and just read the bible instead of cute little email story messages, you will see that what I do is out of L O V E.
God's Grace
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak....
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.
I stopped the lad and asked, "What do you have there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you going to do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time."
"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do then?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister.
They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone. The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story:
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught a world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you are done with them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.
"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much? He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears, and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage and walked from the pulpit.
I thank God everyday for my blessed life. I'm not rich, don't live in a mansion, and don't have the nicest of material things, but, I'm healthy, have , a roof over my head, clothes on my back, food on my table, a family that loves me, and lifelong friends to get me through. I'd say I have a lot to be thankful for.
From that story I feel I can learn something. No battering done.
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak....
"I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.
I stopped the lad and asked, "What do you have there, son?"
"Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you going to do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time."
"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do then?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister.
They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone. The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story:
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught a world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you are done with them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.
"How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much? He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears, and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage and walked from the pulpit.
I thank God everyday for my blessed life. I'm not rich, don't live in a mansion, and don't have the nicest of material things, but, I'm healthy, have , a roof over my head, clothes on my back, food on my table, a family that loves me, and lifelong friends to get me through. I'd say I have a lot to be thankful for.
From that story I feel I can learn something. No battering done.
The really pathetic part is I could use some uplifting spiritual input right now, but all this battering ram stuff is not doing it for me. Guess I'll go do more chores and maybe delve into older posts later.
I'm glad I know how to pray, 'cause if this was all I was getting for spirituality I would be in a deficit position. It feels like listening to a storm beat on the house... I don't dare go out.
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