Why knocking is so important.

[Ravenshire]

Drich, you are so full of shit. As hard as you spin I'm surprised you can still type.

What you call spinning, I have labeled as an opening post. This is my message from the beginning. It's been 44 pages and you finally get it, but rather than admit you just now got what I have been talking about from post number one of this thread. you make it out like I am the one who is back peddling, and trying to save face with why your faith failed explaination. If this explaination was indeed in my initial post, and you are just flat wrong... and can not admit it even when there is undeniable evidence. You should be asking yourself what else are you wrong about and can not admit it to yourself?

I finally get what?!? That you're a pious asshole? Got that a long time ago. Yes, you are back-peddling. You keep moving the fucking goal-posts all over the fucking place. First we don't ask fervently enough. Then we don't seek long enough. And, of course, we don't knock loud enough. It's all our fault that your just and loving gawd ignored honest requests for signs. You even go so far as to say that I was put on the path to eternal damnation by your gawd because all the things I was doing (based entirely on your faulty assumptions) were wrong.
Your words, Drich:

I am saying that your atheism is apart of your prayer for proof. In that the version of God you initially had was flawed, or critically in error. So God sent the rains/Trials of life to wash away your faith, Just as He said would happen in the parable of the wise and foolish builders.

Your gawd sent "rains/Trials" that not only pushed me to atheism, but to unforgivable sin? Didn't your all-knowing, all-powerful sky-fairy know it was condemning me to hell even when I was fucking begging for a sign? Your gawd is none too bright, then.

As for your "explanations," they're worthless. You can explain nothing when you are working purely from assumption.

And you wonder why/how your house built on sand has crumbled.

No, I do not wonder why a house built on the sands of christer faith would fail.

You had a bad picture of God. One that was not redeemable in any way shape or form, so when tested your picture of God crumbled just as Christ said it would... Why does any of that supersize you? Are you so proud as to think that you were simply born into the right religion? That Sunday school really taught you everything there was to know about an infinite God? Really one hour aday, maybe two or three times a month?

You just don't fucking get it do you. I tried your bullshit. Your gawd failed utterly. I had a bad picture of gawd?!? You have no fucking idea what picture of gawd I held at the time. None, asshole.

There is no "right" religion dumbass. Except, of course, yours.
As for Sunday School, wouldn't know, never attended. Raised in a home that kept the sabbath as described in the buy-bull, evening Friday to evening Saturday.

Were you stalking me during my childhood to know when and how often I went to church?!? Or are you trying to imply that I'm a liar when I say I truly wanted a sign?

Are you beginning to see just how fucking stupid you look leaping to all these conclusions about people you've never met?

What in your life have you done to that level of dedication and been successful at? Not just good but answers to life's greatest questions good at? And you wonder why God will not support what you come to Him with? Would you give a kid a full ride scholarship to where ever he wanted to go if he maxed out with a 3rd grade education? Or would you make him come up to a given level first?

Just love the condescension dripping from that little bit. Jeez Drich, assume much? You have no fucking clue how much dedication I've ever put into anything in my life or how successful I've been (outside of your faulty assumptions). You don't know me. Quit speaking for me and especially down to me.

Whether you believe it or not, I sought gawd, in whatever form, as devoutly as any other christer. Your excuse that I had the wrong image of gawd is just that, an excuse. You have no idea what image I held or if it was right or wrong. You only have an assumption based on your own personal bullshit that it was wrong. You want to blame me for the failure, fine. I'll even go so far as to say you're right. I was to blame for wasting so much of my life chasing a fantasy. I doubt I'll ever buy into the bullshit that you're buying by the ton and my life will never be one bit less rich or full. In fact, I can honestly say that a life without religious fuck-nuttery has been far richer and more fulfilling than it ever was while I was trying so desperately to believe in that nonsense.

So, fuck you, fuck your false gawd, fuck it's alleged son, fuck the holey spook and fuck the horse that "rode" you all. You can respond if you wish, but you'll only be met with mockery from this point forward. You've proven it's all your "arguments" are worth.