(March 20, 2014 at 11:34 pm)Zid Wrote: Hi Zid new user.
I have one question what's the best way of shut up a theist, there's this woman who has been visiting a website that I have and constantly leaves religious messages. Now at first I responded what she wrote me (she quotes a verse of John from the Bible, and then told me that I should be grateful that Jesus sacrifices for me). But the she left message after message and every time I say something (not meant to her pretty much everything)she says something about religion back(I ain't kidding you can check if you want). So what should you recommend it?(personally I ain't gonna let her make me her own conversion experiment) Refute any idea until she gets tired? Go to her web page and leave her messages?(she has friends of her who visit her webpage that's why I haven't done it) Stop refuting her and tell her to …. up (well you know the idea) I don't know what would be the correct approach against what she said.
Ironically I told her that she's gonna quit this conversation with a certain sense of disappointment because I’m not gonna change my mind, y[/font]ou know like pretty much all theist does.(I wouldn't have told her that, I think that's was what made her to keep going)
I'd start by explaining the documentary theory of biblical authorship, quote some good scholars. Then explain the rampant forgery in the early church like mark 16. That should be a good start.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
