shut up christine


Wednesday, May 12, 2010
      ( 4:15 PM ) shut up christine  
omg

one of my classmates has been so distraught over these conversations about god that she came in today with a fresh tattoo inked across her back, spanning shoulder to shoulder.  the letters were still raised on her skin, i know because i sit directly behind her

calligraphed across her back:
"Forgive me God for I have sinned"
(the 'sin' referencing this blasphemous class)
gangsta.

today's topic was about this perspective:
"How can God possibly exist if God let (insert bad event) happen?
immediately throngs of classmates come to God's defense, but that's to be expected

a long time ago a highschool classmate shared a story about her grandma.
there was religious persecution in her grandma's home country at the time
a soldier asks grandma, then a young woman, if she believes in god
she says yes
he takes a spoon and scoops out her eyes

in the comfort of a classroom you can be as righteous as you want
but how will you be when its not comfortable?

don't kill me okay
but what if it is a unique quality of human nature to ask WHY did this happen (to me)?
what if we, as human beings, have an intrinsic need to find reasons that give our lives meaning?
what if the concept of god is just a man-made construct to help us make sense of the world, to rationalize those things we can't explain?
have we created god because we NEED someone or something to look to
whether its Jesus, Muhammad, L. Ron Hubbard, Sai Baba, karma, whatever/whomever......

by the way, even after all that, the grandma did not lose faith
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Comments:
I think S.N.G. is right, we created god in OUR image, to make us happy


The Jesus Puzzle: Did Christianity Begin with a Mythical Christ? Challenging the Existence of an Historical Jesus (Paperback) ~ Earl Doherty (Author)

Haven't read it but plan to.....

Love,
The Frog
 
I want to read that book too. See you in a couple days!
 
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