RE: A quarter of British Christians do not believe in the resurection
April 9, 2017 at 6:49 pm
(This post was last modified: April 9, 2017 at 6:50 pm by AceBoogie.)
I think multiple people in my family who describe themselves as Christians fail to subscribe to quite a few of the different stories of the Bible. My grandmother 'identifies' as a protestant but she said she's not sure if she even believes Jesus was real or that there is actually a place called hell. She does believe in an afterlife though. I would argue that she's a weak theist or maybe even a deist.
So I can't say I'm surprised.
I think if a lot of "christians," if they were more honest with themselves, would realize they're not as religious as they think they are.
So I can't say I'm surprised.
I think if a lot of "christians," if they were more honest with themselves, would realize they're not as religious as they think they are.
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
