Someone talked back!
I wrote the following blog over a year ago and one year later I got a response. So I clicked on the below mentioned link and discovered that I am being used as a proof text for not believing in Christianity.
Part of the blog says this: "(Oh, and Glen, the guy who survived the car accident? A couple years after he got married, his firstborn son was born with a rare incurable blood disease which would, according to the doctors, either kill him before the age of three, or leave him in continuous pain while allowing him to live somewhat longer. As it turned out, the former happened. I'm sure Glen and his wife plastered on the appropriate smiles and forced themselves to be happy with God's benevolent will.) Well, nobody shits on my friends without me telling them just what I think about them--not even God. If God was going to treat my friends that way when he knew damn well they didn't deserve it, then he could just find someone else to play his cruel little mind games with."
First of all it was my fourth child who died of genetic disorder and second of all God is not "sh**ing on anyone. The above blog is only from the perspective of the person writing it and they have not asked how we really did deal with losing our son.
The biggest fallacy is that we tend to blame God when "bad things happen to good people."
In reality, we are not "good" people and we don't deserve either the good or the bad things that happen to us.
To paraphrase C.S. Lewis: "We do not deal with ordinary people, we deal with immortals. The dullest person you meet will one day either be an immortal glory or and immortal wreck, depending on what choices that person makes today."
If we are an immortal spirit and God is an immortal spirit, he is trying to reach us through his son, Jesus Christ. What "happens to us" is just fodder or fuel that God uses to bring us closer to him.
I know one thing, if I continue to be mad at God because I "think" he killed "my son", I will start down a path that has no good ending.
http://users.bigpond.com/pmurray/exchristian/stories/0312.html
Sunday, October 30, 2005
You talk back
When Calvin Coolidge was Vice-President, his successor as Governor of Massachusetts, Channing Cox, paid him a visit. Cox asked how Coolidge had been able to see so many visitors a day when he was governor, but always leave the office at 5:00 p.m., while Cox himself found he often left as late as 9:00 p.m. "Why the difference?" he asked. "You talk back," said Coolidge.I like this story because it shows the value of communication in a slightly funny way. I have read many blogs that talk about many things. It is on my heart to write encouraging messagesthat can uplift and inspire all of us.I could talk about many things, the accident in 1982 where we hit a semi truck head on and the two people in the front seat died, the person next to me on my left, spent 3 months in ICU and I came away with no life threatening injuries. Or about my son Matthew that died at the age of 9 months due to a genetic disorder. Or my journey to overcome verbal abuse at the hands of my father. Or my sister-in-law, who is now in jail for aggravated murder.I like what Paul says in 1st Corinthians 14:19 "But in the church I would rather speak five intelligible words to instruct others than ten thousand words in a tongue."To paraphrase Paul, I would rather write five words of encouragement than to write ten thousand words about nothing.
I encourage you to talk back to me, I just don't want to hear myself talk. I have heard enough of that.
posted by Glen at 8:21 AM
2 Comments:
Anonymous said...
http://users.bigpond.com/pmurray/exchristian/stories/0312.html
Just so's you folks in Bloggerland know there's more than one way of looking at this situation...
November 04, 2006 1:31 AM
Anonymous said...
www.godisimaginary.com
www.whywontgodhealamputees.com
November 04, 2006 11:03 PM
Part of the blog says this: "(Oh, and Glen, the guy who survived the car accident? A couple years after he got married, his firstborn son was born with a rare incurable blood disease which would, according to the doctors, either kill him before the age of three, or leave him in continuous pain while allowing him to live somewhat longer. As it turned out, the former happened. I'm sure Glen and his wife plastered on the appropriate smiles and forced themselves to be happy with God's benevolent will.) Well, nobody shits on my friends without me telling them just what I think about them--not even God. If God was going to treat my friends that way when he knew damn well they didn't deserve it, then he could just find someone else to play his cruel little mind games with."
First of all it was my fourth child who died of genetic disorder and second of all God is not "sh**ing on anyone. The above blog is only from the perspective of the person writing it and they have not asked how we really did deal with losing our son.
The biggest fallacy is that we tend to blame God when "bad things happen to good people."
In reality, we are not "good" people and we don't deserve either the good or the bad things that happen to us.
To paraphrase C.S. Lewis: "We do not deal with ordinary people, we deal with immortals. The dullest person you meet will one day either be an immortal glory or and immortal wreck, depending on what choices that person makes today."
If we are an immortal spirit and God is an immortal spirit, he is trying to reach us through his son, Jesus Christ. What "happens to us" is just fodder or fuel that God uses to bring us closer to him.
I know one thing, if I continue to be mad at God because I "think" he killed "my son", I will start down a path that has no good ending.
http://users.bigpond.com/pmurray/exchristian/stories/0312.html
Sunday, October 30, 2005
You talk back
When Calvin Coolidge was Vice-President, his successor as Governor of Massachusetts, Channing Cox, paid him a visit. Cox asked how Coolidge had been able to see so many visitors a day when he was governor, but always leave the office at 5:00 p.m., while Cox himself found he often left as late as 9:00 p.m. "Why the difference?" he asked. "You talk back," said Coolidge.I like this story because it shows the value of communication in a slightly funny way. I have read many blogs that talk about many things. It is on my heart to write encouraging messagesthat can uplift and inspire all of us.I could talk about many things, the accident in 1982 where we hit a semi truck head on and the two people in the front seat died, the person next to me on my left, spent 3 months in ICU and I came away with no life threatening injuries. Or about my son Matthew that died at the age of 9 months due to a genetic disorder. Or my journey to overcome verbal abuse at the hands of my father. Or my sister-in-law, who is now in jail for aggravated murder.I like what Paul says in 1st Corinthians 14:19 "But in the church I would rather speak five intelligible words to instruct others than ten thousand words in a tongue."To paraphrase Paul, I would rather write five words of encouragement than to write ten thousand words about nothing.
I encourage you to talk back to me, I just don't want to hear myself talk. I have heard enough of that.
posted by Glen at 8:21 AM
2 Comments:
Anonymous said...
http://users.bigpond.com/pmurray/exchristian/stories/0312.html
Just so's you folks in Bloggerland know there's more than one way of looking at this situation...
November 04, 2006 1:31 AM
Anonymous said...
www.godisimaginary.com
www.whywontgodhealamputees.com
November 04, 2006 11:03 PM
posted by Glen at 8:46 PM
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