JunkYardBlog
(in which I try to come to a point, but end up rambling)
I read this pretty regularly because, well, I don't really know why. Just have for a long time. I guess because I happen to like how they write even though I rarely agree with them.
A commenter puts forth a question that has, as yet, gone unanswered, and touches upon something I've been wondering about.
Why are people who believe in Heaven so adamant about keeping the terminally ill from reaching it?
She's been in limbo for 15 years, as has her family.
Why won't they just let her be with "God"?
One argument might be that it is God's Plan that this case become a focal point for the advent of a revised moral compass on dealing with non-functioning humans.
And so I am still left with the awful aftertaste of Divine Intervention.
AS again, I believe in many things, but many things might not believe in me.
My current belief structure says that god either
a) doesn't know of our existence
b) does, but will not interfere.
If it is any more than that, I am a mere cog in the wheel of the machine that runs the curtains for the Big Drama and my life has no real significance other than to be a slave to an entity that thrives on worship. Less than a cog. I don't make news. I am one of the bristles on the broom that sweeps out the restroom of the catering station for the stand-ins and extras.
Remember, God once said He was A Jealous God, (don't take any gods before ME) therefore implying the actual existence of other Gods. If there weren't, He'd certainly have Nothing To Be Jealous About.
If He did indeed create us, He gave us the ability to become Like Him, which don't do that, it makes Him Jealous.
Terri is gone and good. Better perhaps that she lived, but she didn't and is with her God now.
I write this because I openly wonder why christians would deprive the Afterlife of people who clearly are so near.
Isn't Heaven a better place than on earth in bed soiling yourself and unable to communicate?
(I fully realize IATIA is not male, but did it for the sake of brevity?)
I read this pretty regularly because, well, I don't really know why. Just have for a long time. I guess because I happen to like how they write even though I rarely agree with them.
A commenter puts forth a question that has, as yet, gone unanswered, and touches upon something I've been wondering about.
Why are people who believe in Heaven so adamant about keeping the terminally ill from reaching it?
She's been in limbo for 15 years, as has her family.
Why won't they just let her be with "God"?
One argument might be that it is God's Plan that this case become a focal point for the advent of a revised moral compass on dealing with non-functioning humans.
And so I am still left with the awful aftertaste of Divine Intervention.
AS again, I believe in many things, but many things might not believe in me.
My current belief structure says that god either
a) doesn't know of our existence
b) does, but will not interfere.
If it is any more than that, I am a mere cog in the wheel of the machine that runs the curtains for the Big Drama and my life has no real significance other than to be a slave to an entity that thrives on worship. Less than a cog. I don't make news. I am one of the bristles on the broom that sweeps out the restroom of the catering station for the stand-ins and extras.
Remember, God once said He was A Jealous God, (don't take any gods before ME) therefore implying the actual existence of other Gods. If there weren't, He'd certainly have Nothing To Be Jealous About.
If He did indeed create us, He gave us the ability to become Like Him, which don't do that, it makes Him Jealous.
Terri is gone and good. Better perhaps that she lived, but she didn't and is with her God now.
I write this because I openly wonder why christians would deprive the Afterlife of people who clearly are so near.
Isn't Heaven a better place than on earth in bed soiling yourself and unable to communicate?
(I fully realize IATIA is not male, but did it for the sake of brevity?)
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