Thursday, 31 March 2016

Christians Actually Believe This Stuff !

David Barton told Glenn Beck that if you pay 10% of your income to a preacher then your car will last more than twice as long as your neighbours' and your shoes will never wear out. He said:
We both tithe, we know the benefits of that, suddenly your cars go 200,000 miles rather than 80,000 miles, your clothes don't wear out as fast. It's what the Bible says, [the Israelites] went for 40 years and their sandals never wore out. 

Original video here:


and something else...

At the 30 second mark Barton says, "The bible specifically says that every third year in addition to paying tithes..." but then he drifts off to another subject.

I think he was about to reference Deuteronomy 14:28 [And at the end of every third year you shall bring out a tithe of your produce of that year and store it within your gates.]

Why would theocrats be interested in that verse? Well some preachers (especially the scammers) interpret that verse to mean that every third year the flock should give the preacher an additional tithe on top of the the tithes already being paid.



Monday, 28 March 2016

Guess Who

An explosion ripped through a crowded Pakistan park where Christians were celebrating Easter on Sunday, killing at least 60 people, officials told the Associated Press.
The explosion reportedly occurred just outside the exit gate and near rides for children.

"When the blast occurred, the flames were so high they reached above the trees and I saw bodies flying in the air," Hasan Imran, 30, told Reuters.

A police superintendent said most of the dead were women and children
http://www.foxnews.com/world/2016/03/27/

Who could have done such a thing? Surely not people belonging to the religion of peace.


Update:
The Pakistani Taliban have claimed responsibility for the murders and say they deliberately targeted Christians.
http://edition.cnn.com/2016/03/27/asia/pakistan-lahore-deadly-blast/


Friday, 25 March 2016

A Devout Christian Writes To His Pastor

On November 9th, 1971, a devout Christian named John List walked into the kitchen and shot his wife in the head. Then he went upstairs and blasted his mother to death. When his three children came home after school he shot them to death as well, pumping ten bullets into his oldest son (must have really hated him).

Then he sat down and wrote a letter of explanation to his pastor: The wife and kids weren't interested in going to church anymore so fuck'em; I killed 'em.

Dear Pastor Rehwinkel,

I am sorry to add this additional burden to your work. I know that what has been done is wrong from all that I have been taught and that any reasons that I might give will not make it right. But you are the one person that I know that while not condoning this will at least possibly understand why I felt that I had to do this.
1: I wasn't earning anywhere near enough to support us. Everything I tried seemed to fall to pieces. True, we could have gone bankrupt and maybe gone on welfare. 

2: But that brings me to my next point. Knowing the type of location that one would have to live in, plus the environment for the children, plus the effect on them knowing they were on welfare was just more than I thought they could and should endure. I know they were willing to cut back, but this involved a lot more than that. 

3: With Pat being so determined to get into acting I was also fearful as to what that might do to her continuing to be Christian. I'm sure it wouldn't have helped.

4: Also, with Helen not going to church I knew that this would harm the children eventually in their attendance. I had continued to hope that she would begin to come to church soon. But when I mentioned to her that Mr. Jutze wanted to pay her an elder's call, she just blew up and said she wanted her name taken off the church rolls. Again this could only have an adverse result for the children's continued attendance.
So that is the sum of it. If any one of these had been the condition, we might have pulled through but this was just too much. At least I'm certain that all have gone to heaven now. If things had gone on who knows if this would be the case.

Of course, Mother got involved because doing what I did to my family would have been a tremendous shock to her at this age. Therefore, knowing that she is also a Christian I felt it best that she be relieved of the troubles of this world that would have hit her.

After it was all over I said some prayers for them all - from the hymn book. That was the least that I could do. Now for the final arrangements: Helen and the children have all agreed that they would prefer to be cremated. Please see to it that the costs are kept low.

For Mother, she has a plot at the Frankenmuth Church cemetery. Please contact Mr. Herman Schellkas, Route 4, Vassar, Mich. 41768.

He's married to a niece of Mother's and knows what arrangements are to be made. (She always wanted Rev. Herman Zehnder of Bay City to preach the sermon. But he's not well.) Also I'm leaving some letters in your care. Please send them on and add whatever comments you think appropriate. The relationships are as follows: Mrs. Lydia Meyer - Mother's sister. Mrs. Eva Meyer - Helen's mother. Jean Syfert - Helen's sister.

Also I don't know what will happen to the books and personal things. But to the extent possible I'd like for them to be distributed as you see fit. Some books might go to the school or church library.

Originally I had planned this for Nov. 1 - All Saints' Day. But travel arrangements were delayed. I thought it would be an appropriate day for them to get to heaven.

As for me please let me be dropped from the congregation rolls. I leave myself in the hand of God's Justice and Mercy. I don't doubt that He is able to help us, but apparently He saw fit not to answer my prayers the way that I hoped they would be answered. This makes me think that perhaps it was for the best as far as the children's souls are concerned. I know that many will only look at the additional years that they could have lived, but if finally they were no longer Christians what would be gained.

Also I'm sure many will say, ''How could anyone do such a horrible thing?'' - My only answer is it isn't easy and was only done after much thought.

Pastor, Mrs. Morris may possibly be reached at 802 Pleasant Hill Drive. Elkin - home of her sister. One other thing. It may seem cowardly to have always shot from behind, but I didn't want any of them to know even at the last second that I had to do this to them.

John got hurt more because he seemed to struggle longer. The rest were immediately out of pain. John didn't consciously feel anything either.

Please remember me in your prayers. I will need them whether or not the government does its duty as it sees it. I'm only concerned with making my peace with God and of this I am assured because of Christ dying even for me.

P.S. Mother is in the hallway in the attic - 3d floor. She was too heavy to move.

John

http://www.nytimes.com/



Wednesday, 23 March 2016

Paul Meyer Wants A Christmas Break

Paul Meyer - Millard School Board Member
I used to pout like that when I was six


At a meeting of the Millard School Board, Paul Meyer demanded that the end of year break be named the Christmas Break (because he's a brave little soldier in the army of the Lord and that's what he thinks Jesus wants him to do).

Meyer said he was getting “a little bit tired of a minute minority in this country that keeps pushing Christmas out, keep pushing God out, keep pushing Christ out, when the majority is still a Judeo-Christian country.”

“I would like to make a motion that we rename this period Christmas break, and those atheists who don’t like it can crawl back into their hellhole, because I, for one, will not put my Lord, my God, aside for a few atheists,” Meyer said. “And if they don’t like it, the ACLU doesn’t like it, the heck with them.”


Jesus says "Love thy neighbour". 

Paul Meyer says, "The heck with them".

Interesting conflict of opinions.



Tuesday, 22 March 2016

Belgium Bomb Blasts


Brussels Airport and Subway Attacks Kill 34
http://www.nytimes.com/2016/03/23/


Who do you think will be found responsible for these deadly bomb blasts? Religious fanatics or atheists? You already know the answer don't you? Muslims for sure. It's what Muslims do.

No matter how hard you try to remain politically correct. No matter how desperate you are to avoid apportioning blame, you still know, deep down, that the murderers are Muslims.

And within a few hours (or a few days at most) there will be a mountain of evidence to prove that your first thoughts were correct. I'll put a link here when that evidence arrives...


Three hours later:
Brussels attack: ISIS says it's behind 
terror that killed 30 in Belgian capital
http://edition.cnn.com/2016/03/22/europe/brussels-explosions/

You're not surprised are you?



I think the next step is for someone to say, "The killers are not real Muslims."




Sunday, 20 March 2016

Wrong In Every Detail




(1) Atheism is not a religion. How could it be? Atheists don't worship a god! Without a god there is no religion. It also amuses me that Ken Ham seeks to disparage atheism by referring to it as a religion. He seems to be saying that if something is a religion then it's no good!

(2) Atheists are not intolerant of Christianity. They disagree with a lot of the nonsense preached by Christians but that's not intolerance. The number of churches freely operating without hindrance proves it.

(3) Atheists don't worship nature. They think it's awesome and they appreciate it, but they don't worship it.

(4) Atheists don't believe that god exists - at what could they be shaking their fist? It's like saying Ken Ham doesn't believe in Santa - so he spends all day "shaking his fist" at Santa.


Ken Ham: wrong in every detail.



Wednesday, 9 March 2016

I'd Like To Meet That Bastard Again

Back in the early 1950s (when I was about eight years old) there were olive trees growing in the local park where us kids used to play. One day we noticed a man had his car parked up alongside the trees so we went over to investigate.

Turns out he was picking the olives from the trees and intended to take them home and turn them into olive oil which his wife would use as cooking oil.

Olive picking is a tedious and unrewarding job. First you have to lay a tarpaulin on the ground. Next you get a big stick and hit the branches so that the olives fall onto the tarpaulin. Then you pick up the individual olives and put them into a wooden box.

So this guy asked us if we would help him. He said he would pay us sixpence an hour which was an astronomical amount for an eight-year-old at the time. Most kids that age would be lucky to get sixpence a week in pocket money (I didn't get any pocket money at all) so sixpence an hour was almost too good to be true.

We didn't hesitate. There were five of us and we spent the rest of the afternoon picking olives (one of the most boring jobs ever) but we didn't actually get bored because we were so excited about the money we were earning, and the treasures we would be able to buy with our hard-earned cash.

At the end of the day the man realised he had run out of cigarettes so he gave us one shilling and sixpence and told us to go down to the shops and buy him a packet of cigarettes. "Why don't all of you go," he said. "While I tidy up here and get your money ready for you." Why not indeed. Off we went.

Back in those days smoking was socially acceptable and there was no law about selling cigarettes to children so there were no questions asked when we bought a packet of ten fags. Then we hurried back to the park to give the smokes to the man and (most importantly) collect our wages. Two shillings each! We were millionaires! Life had never been better.

But we couldn't find the man! The park was empty. He had loaded up his equipment, stowed away his boxes of olives and pissed off without paying us! Instead of getting a total of ten shillings between us for all our hard work, we were left with ten lousy cigarettes!

It took us quite a few minutes to figure out what happened and even then we couldn't really believe we had been cheated. We hung around in the park until it started getting dark, just in case the man came back with our money - but he never did.

Sixty years later and I still regard swarthy Italians as sneaky, slimy, bastards.[Unfair I know - but fuck 'em.]




Friday, 4 March 2016

Not Long Now

You know when you get up from a comfortable armchair and feel like having a great big stretch to get your muscles working again?

I just did that - and then I had to sit down for two minutes to catch my breath.

Emphysema.

Not long now.