Whoa. What? Yeah, no, it's pagan. Kind of ironic, eh?
Some examples from history…
Christmas; pagan.
Easter; pagan.
Hell; pagan.
Crosses; pagan.
Virgin mothers...also, pagan.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying a man named Jesus didn’t walk the earth, but I think we can all agree, the folks who’ve been preachin’ his “good news” for nearly 1800 years didn’t get it right.
One might say they deviated a bit from the "words in red" in their good book.
E.g., the Christ they profess to worship and adore said:
Judge not ... omg. need i say more? it seems to me Christians spend a lot of time pointing their fingers at others peoples' "sins", and little time focusing on their own. maybe they convince themselves that because their "hearts are right with God" (an invented phrase not found in their bible. [sacrilege!]) that they can safely condemn another to hell? I was recently informed that “there’s a list” in their book of Revelation citing all those who are going to “burn in the lake of fire for all eternity”, so apparently, the guy who wrote that supercedes their forgiving Christ. Jesus was so soft.
Love your enemies… they appear to be convinced they must kill their enemies before their enemies kill them. it's like they're afraid to die, as if they’re not quite sure where they’d end up. hm. of course, they’re not afraid to send their enemy straight to hell, in a loving manner, i guess.
Do unto others… I guess Christians must like to be belittled, criticized, and sentenced to eternal damnation and then sent there, asap, “cuz you never know what them crazy sinners are gonna do. better just put ‘em out of their misery.” but, seriously, do unto most Christians as they just did unto you, and beware, honey, they just might praise the lord and pass the ammunition your way, if you get my drift.
Also funny is that the wars are all righteous wars and everyone is fighting for their respective, loving God (capital G, of course!).
But the weirdest, most ironic thing of all is:
In their good book (in Revelations, again), there is a story about “Mystery Babylon, Mother of Harlots,” which some modern-day “Protesant” churches believe is the Catholic Church. They believe this church will come to ruin in the “last days” because of its evil. And isn't it? Now, I’m not one to judge, but if an organization can’t follow its own rules, why would anyone listening to its teachings? I’m guessing fear of authority and control of the masses are two phrases destined to be worked into this conversation. After all, the formerly mentioned entity has a particularly long and bloody history. Enter the protestants who condemn the old way and condone the new, right way to believe in and be saved by THE ONE TRUE GOD, or burn in hell. Well, they are not unlike their “mother” the “harlot” (a quote about fruits and trees comes to mind, here).
They’re reading a book compiled by men, for a specific purpose, 200 years after their Christ lived. Since then, many lost gospels and other writings have been found which were omitted from their perfect word of god. And since it’s perfect, who can refute anything quoted from it? (Isn’t that a nice little, built-in argument winner?) And, even if the book is directly breathed from god's mouth into the writers’ ears, who decided how to interpret its meaning? Of course, they and they’re pastor prayed about it, so their version must be right. (I think I just quoted myself. Heh heh.) Can anyone else see a pattern of indoctrination and abuse of power? Not to mention deception, murder, molestation, genocide, infanticide…
So, Alanis, this is ironic! The guys who’ve all along been preaching/legislating righteousness aren’t, never were, don’t care, just want you to be a good, quiet little mouse and eat your government cheese, and be glad, and if you don’t you might find a big mousetrap outside your front door.
Oh, and tithe.
Yours,
D
P.S. and I believe all that "end of days" death and destruction will probably happen at their hands… a little too ironic...and way too soon.
P.P.S. From Paul’s 1st letter to the Corinthians, chapter 13, Holy Bible:
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.
And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
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