Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson
The burden of proof is on the person who first said he was the son of god. (and first you'd have to prove god actually exists for him to be the son of..)
come on vinny, you know how things work by now don't you??
Next you'll be believing man is responsible for climate change simply because Steven and obbe say so and posted a few irrelevant graphs.
Even if God proved he existed nobody would believe it because of the influence of satan on the world. You certainly wouldn't believe truth if it slapped you in the face and you are a personification of evil that believes cocaine should be illegal.
If you tell someone a fact and they don't believe it SHOW ME A SOURCE SHOW ME A SOURCE PROVE IT! YOU CAN'T PROVE THAT, that is a flaw on their soul, not yours. It's up to each person to find the facts and truth on their own and not follow made up truths and falsehoods from others which is the main tenant of trianglism and why it began is because we all isolated ourselves abusing drugs and had the exact same revelations not because we are following anything at all other than the ebb and flow of our lives and the universe and reporting back on our findings and comparing notes.
I have never liked the idea of praying and never done it, it is a social or meditative thing
I learned in church the idea of living with God in every action you take in life and every thought almost like you are channeling the spirit realm energy and I think I try to do that instead of a meditative specific activity like praying , I feel weird when a person says "I will pray for you" like okay??? they tend to be weird stuck up assholes that dislike people not from their church which I don't consider a very "christian" mentality to have towards folk and would be aghast at someone consuming LSD for spiritual purposes
https://www.americamagazine.org/content/good-word/problem-godThe notion that Mass is “as good as it gets” with God, seems downright dull. Surely there exists a greater ingenuity, insight and imagination than that which the liturgy of the church offers. A fellow Inkling of Charles Williams didn’t think so. A Catholic, he came back to the same dull liturgy every day; the same rite of confession each week. When his son told him that he was going through a crisis of faith he wrote back, urging more frequent attendance at Mass, adding, “Choose a snuffling or gabbling priest or a proud and vulgar friar, and a church full of the usual bourgeois crowd.” For him, it was the presence of Christ that counted, not his courtiers. But perhaps he was an unimaginative sort, who didn’t mind missing God by eschewing the occult for the ordinary. He was a writer as well. Yes, it’s just too bad J.R.R. Tolkien wasn’t as imaginative as Charles Williams.