(June 10, 2012 at 9:39 pm)Cinjin Wrote: The sermon is a dead Catholic's not-so-subtle way to let his parishioners know that they may go ahead and feel rightly justified in telling non-Christians that they're going to burn in hell. Lets call the "sermon" what it is: a bull shit self-righteous pat on the back for all the believers who need some basic validation for their shitty treatment of the entire fucking world.
*shouting* Hey religious dead guy in a stupid hat and an exorbitantly priced dress ----- go fuck yourself.
What? The sermon says absolutely nothing about non-Christians at all, nor do I think that there were too many non-Christians in early 19th century England.
(June 10, 2012 at 5:46 pm)Faith No More Wrote: So, are you saying that as long as we regret our mistakes but don't believe in god we will still get into heaven, or is it that not being impenitent requires that your regret be targeted towards god, thereby making it impossible for the non-believer to make it to heaven?
Not merely "regret", but really and truly hate all sin with your whole being, simply because it is in contrary to love. This emotion does not require any sort of membership in the Holy Catholic Church, or any knowledge or understanding of God being love. The path is narrow (it always is), but it is not at all impossible.
(June 10, 2012 at 4:02 pm)Thor Wrote: And here is where you are in disagreement with most of the other Christians I've encountered. The vast majority have indicated that non-belief is enough to send you to an eternity in hell. You guys don't even agree with each other! Why should I listen to any of you?
Atheists don't always agree with each other either, but needless to say the majority of Christians are Catholic so when I say what I do I am giving the standard for the bulk of Christianity.
Mary Immaculate, star of the morning
Chosen before the creation began
Chosen to bring for your bridal adorning
Woe to the serpent and rescue to man.
Sinners, we honor your sinless perfection;
Fallen and weak, for your pity we plead;
Grand us the shield of your sovereign protection,
Measure your aid by the depth of our need.
Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying,
Bend to this earth which your footsteps have trod;
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying,
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.
Chosen before the creation began
Chosen to bring for your bridal adorning
Woe to the serpent and rescue to man.
Sinners, we honor your sinless perfection;
Fallen and weak, for your pity we plead;
Grand us the shield of your sovereign protection,
Measure your aid by the depth of our need.
Bend from your throne at the voice of our crying,
Bend to this earth which your footsteps have trod;
Stretch out your arms to us, living and dying,
Mary Immaculate, Mother of God.
