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Why God?

billy rubin

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Re: Why God?
« Reply #195 on: July 31, 2020, 08:04:00 PM »

I remember the day I was "saved". I was in high school, a private Christian school although I don't remember which year. But I remember the headmaster / preacher / owner of the school praying with me to allow Jesus into my heart. I felt love.


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my number two son was saved a while back, when he was about seven. he came home from christian education camp (my wife was running it at the meetinghouse) and the other kids were howling. he was trying to look very inconspicuous.

what's up?

ask starbuck! ask starbuck!

starbuck, what are they laughing at?

nuttin

tell him! tell him!

starbuck didn't want to. eventually, looking down at his feet, in a very small voice, he said

. . . i asked jesus into my heart.

why did you do that?

they were giving away bibles, and i wanted one.

quakers don't do that sort of thing much, even the theist ones, so starbuck is th eonly one of my kids who is officially saved



Into the distance a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast how
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?

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Re: Why God?
« Reply #196 on: August 01, 2020, 03:42:53 AM »
Has he ever renounced his savior?
"Maybe it's just a bunch of stuff that happens." -- Homer Simpson
"Some people focus on the destination. Atheists focus on the journey." -- Barry Goldberg

billy rubin

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Re: Why God?
« Reply #197 on: August 01, 2020, 01:34:30 PM »
to be honest, i havent asked him. he s 18 now, and i believe he is currently agnostic


Into the distance a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast how
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?