I also believe because of miracles, both big and small that have happened in my own life. [snip]
kf, I've read your posting several times (perhaps that's a miracle?) and I still can't find anything unusual, let alone miraculous.
How exactly is wishing that you had a brother a prophesy? Did you actually write down the exact date, time, and location of the birth? Did you make a note of the birth weight? No, of course you bloody well didn't. This isn't a prophecy. Perhaps it has escaped you, but in families there's this thing called getting pregnant? It happens a lot. Really it does.
So, you wanted a brother and your mum produced a boy. OMG - what are the odds that having wanted a brother your mother would give birth to a boy? Wait, let me remind myself of the choices. Boy or girl. Yes, the odds of your mother having a boy were so astronomically against it happening, that it had to be a miracle. Of course it is.
And I am shocked, shocked I tell you, that you were able to predict what your brother would look like. I'm going to take a wild and really courageous guess here... your brother looks like... don't tell me... a little like other members of your family? How could I possibly have known that other than by it being a miracle?
Ah, good old cancer remission. I suppose the medical treatment that they received had nothing to do with increasing the odds of their survival right? That was just something that they did for shits and giggles, no doubt. You do know, don't you, that people do experience remission without using prayer. Also, you know that there's nothing at all to suggest that the religious experience remission any more frequently than anyone else. The three months? Well, we only have your word for it, but was it something like "without treatment in three months... insert something else here"? Do let us know.
Learning Portuguese. Well, that's something I can relate too. Hallelujah! I, too, have experienced a miracle. When I was living and working in Brasil, I learnt enough Portuguese in a month to more than get by, simply by watching Soap Operas. But how about my friends who speak 6, 7, or more languages? Did they all experience some kind of miracle. Or, perhaps, just perhaps they happen to be Swiss?
But you surely have me convinced with the fact that you met the kind of boy that you wanted to meet. I mean, how unusual is that! And how miraculous it was that you both were so instantly attracted to each other just like in your prayers! Oh, wait a sec, we'll just skip the part of how he was originally not interested in you as an inconvenience and pretend that him growing to like you was a miracle. After all. Boy meets girl in church? Who, in a million years, would ever think THAT would happen!
Exploding lamps. That's a miracle because you don't know why that would happen? I can't wait to tell the bulb in my garage door opener how miraculous it is. Thanks for the tip.
Now, as they say, the devil is in the details. How wonderfully convenient for you to be able to have a way to put your mind into ignore mode whenever disconfirming views are evident.
This, though, sums it up. Doesn't it?
In conclusion, I don't live by what I live, hear, or see. But by my faith and feelings and experiences.
Basically, you're going to believe whatever you want to believe, and you're going to interpret everything in a way as to reinforce your existing biases.
But you knew that I was going to say that, didn't you? After all, being mocked for these beliefs, having people tell you that you are wrong, explaining how these things are nothing out of the ordinary, these are all tools that the devil uses to shake your faith?
Well, if the devil existed and wasn't just a character in a story book that might be so. On, the other hand, perhaps you are simply wrong because these things happen to people all over the world, including those that don't pray or pray to other gods. Why is that?
Also, do tell, why is it that your prayers have been answered, but the prayers from those kids in Africa who are starving to death just go unanswered? Is your god really that much of an capricious bastard. Or maybe he really is imaginary?