(June 14, 2015 at 10:27 pm)Pyrrho Wrote: There is an old joke about giving all of one's money to God. When one is paid, one simply throws all of the money up in the air. Whatever God keeps, is God's, and whatever he returns, one gets to keep.
Some of the idiots attending churches of greedy preachers should remember this and practice it. Do they seriously believe that their omnipotent God is incapable of collecting whatever he wants, and requires a middleman to get it from them?
In short..yes they do believe that even if they don't openly realize it.
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.
