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Religions > Bible |
| User: |
"Bible Bob" |
| Date: |
29 Aug 2007 08:54:20 PM |
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Gator Aide - Waxing Philosophically |
Today, on the way home from work I stopped at a store and bought a
bottle of Gator Aide and headed home; but it was hot and traffic was
heavy and I wanted to relax and drink my Gator Aide so I pulled off
the road. I pulled off the road in front of a cemetery; not to find
an honest lawyer, but because I saw a nice shade tree I could sit
under and drink my Gator Aide.
Sitting beneath the tree drinking my Gator Aide, I began to wax
philosophically. I couldn't use Turtle Wax because I am to cheap to
buy it and too lazy to use it. So, I had to use my mind to wax
philosophically with. It just so happens that I hate cemeteries; too
many people die to get into them (which is why they have fences around
them). I was thinking about the 52 funeral details I was assigned to
during one year during the Vietnam War while I was in the military
stationed at a missile base in Michigan. Cemeteries always remind me
of loss and bring to mind former military and civilian friends that
have passed.
I was thinking that back in 1968 I was an atheist. It would be many
years before I would wise up and confess Jesus as Lord. I don't think
there were many atheists in the military during the Vietnam War. When
people are around death and the possibility of death, they don't seem
to brag about being atheists when they are. Back in those days before
the atheist religion got a foot hold in the United States, things were
different. Not even one time during even one of those 52 funeral
services did I jump and shout "There is no Sky Pixie" or "The Bible
was written by goat herders." Maybe I was just a dumb atheist that
didn't know those phrases. Maybe they hadn't been invented yet. Maybe
I had a little bit of common sense or maybe I knew I would be
courtsmartialed if I did something like that at a military funeral. Or
maybe I knew that my fellows soldiers would terminate my ability to
move freely without a lot of pain. Just because one is an atheist
does not mean one is stupid; at least not back then.
Back then even the company "duds" (as we called them) detailed to
funeral details dressed sharp and behaved like normal people, at least
while at the funeral. Before and after they acted like duds act.
Of course when my mind thinks death, it switches to the hope almost
automatically, I began remembering my friends and time we spent
together and am thankful that sometime in the future I will see them
again.
Then I began thinking about the other cemeteries; not where honest
lawyers are buried but the ones that have to hire lawyers to make sure
they don't get busted by the IRS. The kind that welcome normal young
people into their student bodies and convert them from Christians to
Pagans hell bent on making big bucks for church and self. Thinking
about that caused me to remember my own time wasted in New Testament
classes where the professor was hell bent on trying to teach me not to
believe the word of God.
He was one of those intellectual elitists who considered the word of
God to be a literature book comprised of synoptic's and myths and
historical information rather than it being he word of God. To him
there was a historical Jesus and there was a myth of the resurrection
and the gospels were falsified documents produced by the will of man
and the other NT books were not written until after the death of the
apostles so that the apostles didn't really write them, etc.
Basically, an agnostic presenting himself as a Christian. But even
though he had an air about him, he did tell some good jokes.
Then I remembered Carl's post yesterday where his imaginary friend
(probably Carl pretending to be a scholar) made some comments about
yours truly and in those comments I saw the product of cemeteries
speaking about life and it made no sense. What can the dead say about
life when they are dead?
I don't claim to be a scholar, just a "me" that studies (is diligent)
to show himself approved unto God (not man) as a workman by rightly
dividing the word of truth. I would be ashamed of my workmanship if I
came up with the unscriptural philosophies that so called scholars
come up with. A scholar from a cemetery would judge me to be bad
because I study the word of God to find out what it literally says and
then look for the figurative. Along the way I see doctrines and
believe those doctrines when I have confirmed them to be truth from
the word of God.
Academia Nuts work in reverse, it takes a doctrine and uses the word
of God deceitfully to prove the doctrine. The goal is not to
translate the word of God into English. The goal is to translate the
word of God into the heart of man. This is best done when what is
literal is fed to the heart via the ears because faith cometh by
hearing the word of God. The world way is to say doctrine A exists
and here are verses to prove that doctrine A exists.
So while waxing philosophically I came to realize that there are many
whose ears are full of wax, dull of hearing, because they have been
programmed by those they follow to believe what they are told to
believe and hear only what they want to hear. When professor so and
so speaks they cup their hand to their ear because they see the
professor scratching his ear and believe that what he says is true
because they have been programmed to believe what the professor says.
When straight shooters such as BB speak, they don't cup their hands
over their ears to hear. Instead they turn up the volume and look
harder at the commercial about auto insurance they have seen a
hundred times.
Why? Because they pay their professors through tithes and offerings
and figure that since they pay them they control them and they will
not be dishonest. They think because they chant the same vain
repetitious Our Father Who art in heaven prayer incorrectly together,
that the professor will not lie to them.
They never stopped to see whether BB was right when he spoke about
what is called the Lord's prayer. They just went on contradicting God
in their weekly chant with the professor because the professor taught
them that chanting was the way to get the gods to hear them. They
never stop to think that God heard the petition the first time and
that they don't need to keep repeating the same petition over and over
again each week. But then they are people who teach their children to
pray -
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
A prayer that teaches children not to believe. A prayer that teaches
that God takes away life from little children while they sleep. Why
don't professors teach parents the truth about "soul" and "life" so
that parents won't teach their children lies. They dupe parents into
thinking that a person's soul goes to heaven; but the word of God
doesn't say that. The word of God says that the soul returns to dust.
It is spirit that returns to God. And where does it say in the word of
God that people go to heaven when they die? It doesn't. Why would
there be a rapture if people go to heaven when they die? Why would
there be resurections of the dead if the dead aren't dead and are up
in heaven where no person other than Jesus Christ is able to go?
I used to laugh at my NT professors pearly gate jokes which I didn't
realize until later were what he used to get people to trust him to
believe what he taught. When I realized that Saint Peter is dead and
not in heaven and that there are no pearly gates in heaven; the jokes
weren't so funny - just ways of teaching false doctrines.
How many people with the aid of gators have entered into heaven? Not
even one. They all ended up eaten and the product of gator digestion
or buried in cemetaries.
I stopped waxing philosophically when I noticed my Gator Aide was
gone. I took my empty bottle, got in my car and continued on my way
home.
BB
http://www.biblebob.net
Nothing so completely baffles one who is full of trick and duplicity
himself, than straightforward and simple integrity in another.
Charles Caleb Colton, author and clergyman (1780-1832)
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