RE: The Case for the Resurrection of Jesus (Part 2)
December 13, 2014 at 1:01 am
(This post was last modified: December 13, 2014 at 1:06 am by Thumpalumpacus.)
(December 12, 2014 at 8:21 pm)His_Majesty Wrote:(December 12, 2014 at 7:57 pm)Parkers Tan Wrote: Stopped reading at the first lie.
In other words "I stopped reading because I want to remain ignorant and die and ultimately stand face to face with the Almighty, the one of whom I rejected for x amount of years on earth."
That's pretty funny, but no, Speedbag, I've encountered these heavenly threats long before I had the misfortune of reading your garbage.
I stopped reading because you're a dishonest little twat. Even if your god was real, his choice of you as an emissary would impugn his judgement and alleged perfection. It's like sending a turd to a restaurant reviewer -- the shit ain't gonna end up well.
(December 12, 2014 at 8:21 pm)His_Majesty Wrote:(December 12, 2014 at 7:57 pm)Parkers Tan Wrote: I thought lying was a sin. Anyone got a handy-dandy biblical reference for that?
How is giving a personal opinion a lie?
Because you stated that something occurred when it didn't occur. 'Twasn't an opinion you proffered; you tried to spin your ignominy into success.
I'll wait while you get your dictionary out.
(December 12, 2014 at 8:21 pm)His_Majesty Wrote: Kinda reminds me of what is going on here...you can acknowledge the fact that Jesus is Lord and Savior because the Holy Spirit is eating away at you on the inside...or you can acknowledge the fact that Jesus is Lord and Savior on judgement day when you stand before him...I really don't give a shit...but you are going to acknowledge him.
That's pretty funny. It's a shame life isn't a Steven Seagal movie, but don't let me disturb your little fantasy. As an aside, I'm not surprised at all that the cultural referents in your head are from third-rate B-flick actors. It explains much about why you find the Bible credible.
So, don't let me stop you; keep redefining lowbrow, my little Speedbag. I'll stop in here every so often, when I need a sparring partner to warm me up for a serious discussion.