(January 26, 2014 at 1:54 am)Drich Wrote:Would not praise your own skills to much, you manged to make a huge truck slide on black ice. You should have known there would be black ice and driven appropriately, but instead I would daresay you were going to fast to begin with.(January 25, 2014 at 12:15 pm)BadWriterSparty Wrote: At one time you laud your god for saving your ass (with the exception of your underpants), and the next moment you claim incredible driving skills. Well which is it? God? Prowess? Luck? ...a combination of all three? To claim any is presumptuous. I'm glad you're okay, no matter how you and your wife survived the incident. Your driving skills sound the most likely cause for your survival to me, but pulling god into the equation is asking for a theological debate from people here. Get over yourself.
in your understanding does driving experience somehow negate God's ability to direct a favorable out come?
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.
