I know you're hurt, and I am sorry. Every atheist here knows they are seperated from Gods love. That's why they're so angry.
I'm not hurt. I have no idea why you're apologizing. And.. uh. No. I'm not separated from anything meaningful, and I"m not angry in the slightest.
I don't mean to offend you, but I'm just not angry. I don't 'know' these things you say I know. It is a bit prideful of you to make the assumption that you know 'em, however. What kind of person does it take to assign motivations to others without bothering to even try to understand them or their point of view?
They desire that more than anything and they've all admitted it, even fessing up to praying to Him. You've admitted it as well..and you know what you're doing isn't right. You're doing this because you are angry at your seperation and this is your rebellion.
Actually, no. I started as a believer, just like you. I was raised in the Church, and came to realize that the doctrines of God rang hollowly. The more hollow they felt, the more I searched for truth, and the more I searched for truth, the less substance they had. Eventually, I discovered that I'd looked so hard for the supernatural that I'd seen 'behind the curtain', so to speak, and no longer believed in the faith of my parents, or their parents.
I searched for meaning in other systems, then, desperate to cling to some idea of God. Bhuddism, Taoism, Mormonism, Islam, Shinto - I tried anything I could read about, and then some. In the end, however, I had to lay it all aside: if we are seekers of truth, and the truth invariably points to a conclusion despite our wishes, do we go with our wishes or the conclusion?
I chose to follow truth, wherever it led. It led me to nonbelief, and I've never been happier... or more responsible for my own existence and meaning.
Again I say, I'm not angry. The motives you assign me are false, but that's alright. You need to assign those motives to explain why prayer isn't working for people like me, or you'll lose your own faith. You don't want truth - you want the comfort of conclusions that stereotype and belittle so that you can feel superior and secure in your own belief. So it goes.
You know God is real, and so does everyone else here. You also know that you're guilty. Well I'll tell you what..throwing a fit isn't going to change anything. You can stomp and cry and rage against Jesus from now until your death...it won't change a thing. You'll still be guilty and rightly so.
I know God isn't real, actually - and so do most here. I"m not at all guilty, and I'm not throwing tantrums or raging against Jesus anymore than you rage against Zeus. I have committed no crime, done no harm, and I live the best life I can - no one can ask more of me than that.
Your stereotyping remains just stereotyping.
You worship death now because you want to be released. You hope with all your heart that death is the end so that you won't be judged. So does everyone else here. They all know they're guilty, just like you do. Satan has caused you to do such vile and wretched things against Jesus, the one who loves you completely, that you probably feel now that you can never be forgiven.
What vile thing have I done? In what possible way do I worship death? How am I guilty? You put these words together, but I have no conception of what you're really trying to say, even as you judge and condemn me. I simply don't believe as you do, and I once did - I am apostate, I suppose, and that's dangerous for your faith.
But why do you judge me? Your faith explicitly warns you against it. Glass houses, planks, praying in private - remember all of those verses? I do, from my time as one of the faithful. Given that, and given the amount of venom you offer here, I have to ask: why do you hate me? What have I done to you beyond simply disagree on an internet forum?
How is it that you, who profess to be faithful, judge and condemn though your own faith condemns it?
Well, His love is bigger than your hate. Much bigger. When you finally realize that, you will let go of your anger, and stop your rebellion. You've given yourself over to be a slave of the evil one. You are lovers of death, because that is all he offers. Somewhere, in your heart, you know how far you've fallen.
I have no idea what you're saying here. I don't believe in your god - that doesn't mean I run around eating babies or killing people. Rather, I do my best to make the world around me a better place, in whatever way I can. My reach is somewhat limited, I admit, but that doesn't mean that my life, when others remember it, can't be judged well.
I wonder, sometimes, that if some being like Satan actually existed, whether he would find more joy in your abject condemnation or my quiet disbelief and work in the now. On some comparitive scale, what is more evil: expressing your certainty that people are evil and calling them fearful, lost, and hate-filled while declaring their destiny in everlasting torture, or not believing in God while you work to clear your neighbor's roads after tornados blast through a neighborhood?
Well, there is forgiveness for you, for all the people here. The devil has convinced you you're not worth saving, that God has betrayed you..yet, He never once gave up on you. He is always trying to reach you, you in your shame just won't pick up the line. You come to this place to reinforce it, but you know inside its a pack of lies.
I'm not entirely certain I'm the one that needs forgiving. I do, however, forgive you for your vitriol and cruelty - you barely understand your own faith, while trying to prosleytize to others. I understand where you are, and I understand that you simply cannot see anything outside of your paradigm as good. I'm sorry for you for that, and I hope one day you'll realize that the message you're professing here isn't one of love and hope. You're preaching a gospel of extortion, cruelty, and threat.
Deny what you will, God knows your heart. You can lie to yourself but you can't lie to him. You will be in my prayers. God bless.
Your pride is remarkable, and very sad. You have described me without knowing me, so secure in your own faith that you cannot imagine someone else being something other than you've been taught we are. Your vision of the world is one in which absolutes, stereotypes, and poorly-understood, feel-good faith color everything you do, while you really do nothing.
I wonder which of us is really more deluded. Even if I am wrong, then I will be judged for my disbelief - my works should stand under scrutiny. On the other hand, you will be judged by your pride, your hypocracy, and your callousness - which of us will have the hotter corner, do you think?