I did not describe perfect but it is strange that you do not see the elimination of war and killing as much of a priority nor the stabilizing of the economy so that the 10 million children under 10 who starve to death, ----- yearly, might live.
How many years in a row has that gone on, Christians don't grow or own the food that lets 25,000 children a day starve to death. God doesn't even send boys off to war until they are 20, but we do, it is the older ones that wage war from their chairs. Sent them out first and watch how few wars actually got to the pulled trigger stage.
The era of deeds was from the exodus to the 70AD dismantling of the Temple. I see to recall that the extinction of the Giants was done as part of killing to save mankind, after all the 6 fingered ones had the extermination of 5 fingered people down to Noah and his family.
BTW all those children are given seats before God before any 'adults', I'm quite comfortable with that being one of His attributes.
Shame on you. Especially after telling us your moral standards were intact. Tsk, tsk.
Must have been a side effect of looking something up. I could give you any number of headlines or the local news that would show quite clearly that somebody needs to intervene. I hear bank robbery is a sin, one repent for stealing all the money in the world banks that came from usury and deposit it in individual bank accounts across the globe. I would have to write a lot of petition letters first outlining why they should do it if their own accord. Send in your post, perhaps that little bit slipped through their net and once brought to their attention they will get right on it. The truly sad part is they are starved to death as a show of what they will do to you if you buck their system, in case you might think they don't know about those children.
BTW. "God is no different."
Why pick on something you deem to be invisible. Is that it, no God so the children like them will always die in those numbers, it's quite true and the powers will add a lot more to those numbers without batting an eye. I guess care is welcome it doesn't matter what form it comes in and as long as it your own children dieing who give a **** really. You appear to be using Him as a scapegoat so you don't have to point out the children die because of the intentional faults of men rather than it being the fault of God.
How do you know anything about God as a fact?
There is the book, that is solid and once you examine what it says it become pretty unlikely 40 different Scribes wrote it. But you first have to see a single storyline in there to begin with.
Unlike leading a horse to water and not being able to make him drink you can wait till a person shows signs of thirst of lead him there and just wait it out, sooner or later he will get thirsty. You finding God and the water before He has the water and finds you make just how much difference overall?
Exactly. You cannot know anything as a true fact unless you spoke with the big guy.
Tell us about that please.
So this should have been a series instead of a one act play? I get the feeling there is going to be no pleasing you but here goes a true story. May not do anything for you but I was impressed enough to try and understand what He left in the book.
I started of with the Lord's Prayer and just as I was about to start my plea I got a vision that I was outside my body and saw myself, from the back and above, in a kneeling position with a mist a very short distance in front of me that obscured any further view.
I heard myself say "Master, I don't feel so good." A large hand came out of the mist and completely enclosed my body. This happened in a 'twinkling of an eye', I found myself enclosed in this hand and it scared me to no end because I struggled to be free of it's grasp but found I could move not even one little bit. This feeling of being scared lasted only for the briefest of moments.
What replaced it was the most peaceful feeling I have ever experienced, bar none, and to be quite truthful have not experienced that 'level' of peace since.
As soon as this wave of peace (meaning I was in the company of someone who cared for me much more than my words will ever be able to describe) overcame me the hand loosed it 'grip' on me and it opened and I found myself sitting on this palm facing the ends of the fingers and seeing further forward than that.
In front was a hallway, very tall and the walls were black. The walls were not smooth, but rather, had many indentations and sharp corners at these indentations. There was a faint light at each of these 'corners' and that was the only way I could tell the walls were not smooth, the rest was pitch black, I could see neither floor nor ceiling, only these faint corners.
We were moving down this hallway at a leisurely rate and as I was feeling very 'relaxed' I was going to change my sitting position so I had my hands behind my back and then I could lean back and rest on them. As I was leaning back one hand seemed to miss the expected surface that would support it and I ended up rolling to one side. I looked back to see what had 'gone wrong' and I observed a great hole in the palm of this hand. I immediately burst into tears and said with alarm "You've been hurt!"
I heard not a word but my tears left me and I spent the next few moments crawling around the hand, much like I did on the school-ground equipment when I was a small child.
This hallway had corners in addition to the indentations in that it was not straight as we have halls. We came around one corner and off to the right I could see a faint glow of light some distance down this other smaller hallway.
I asked "What's down there?" A voice (rather deep but very 'soothing') answered "You're not ready for this, but I will show you."
Off we went down this other hallway going around gently curving corners and the light got brighter with each corner we passed. In very short order we came out on a dusty,earthen path and I could see a sky. This path was rather narrow and had grass growing on either edge.
On the grass to the left there were several rabbits hopping around, a few bounds then they would stop and nibble the grass, a few more bounds, another nibble. Our presence did not disturb them in the least.
Just behind the rabbits, only a few yards from the path, was what I would best describe would be a three-wire barbed fence, not in the best of repair as the wire sagged a bit between the posts and none of the posts stood up properly but were tilted a bit at various angles.
A bit of distance from this was another fence made of planking, much like you would find around any farm that kept horses or cows, and behind were some farm buildings, house and small barn made of the same wood as the plank fence.
All the wood was very weathered but the condition of the buildings and fence would not warrant paint as this would be a waste because of their condition.
As I looked over at this scene I noticed several dogs in the yard. There was much running and yelping and much dust from all this activity. I could not determine if this activity was caused by our presence or not and if, in fact, the dogs were playing or it was a somewhat more serious matter they were involved in. The circles they made were small and done in quick fashion so in the short time I observed them they completed many circles.
The path we were on also had the gentle twists and turns like the hallways we had just came from did. We continued down this dusty path and came around another corner and came to a stop. The path ended here and was replaced by a large open space covered in lush grass, a short distance from us I could see gently rolling hill. I could see far enough to see three or four 'rows' of these hills, one behind the other. Very beautiful and serene but what was most astounding about these hills was that they were completely covered by people, standing so closely together that not one more person could have stood with them. There was a small open space between where the path ended and this large crowd stood, which is how I knew the grass was so lush.
On this grass, about midway between the end of the path and where the crowd started stood two people, one man, one woman. As remarkable as this whole scene was I was still even more astounded to see not one strand of hair on any of their heads, not one anywhere.
The two in front spoke no words but it was quite plain they were pleased to see 'Him'. No words were spoken to any from 'Him' either.
We turned and went back from where we had come from. Back into the little hallway till we turned left at the larger one.
We continued down this for some distance until we came to a doorway that was on our left.
I heard a voice say "This is a safe place for you."
The door opened and I went inside to a circular room about 50 steps in width. The room was decorated in many shades of brown and the 'outer wall' had shelves that went way round all filled with books. The middle had furnishings that matched the colors of the bookcases.
The door closed and I was alone.
I stood for a moment and went to the door and opened it just a crack. What I felt was sheer terror, and quickly re-closed the door and felt the terror was gone, as long as the door remained closed.
What was outside was not only terror but evil in that it had nothing good planned for me should I be foolish enough to open my door and go into the passage on my own.
TBC I hope
Should I give anything you say any credibility when you begin with a lie?
You haven't in the past why would me being a liar make any difference. Careful an offer like that can come back and bite you in that the 'apparent lie' could be shown to be something else and there you are, having to take something I say as being quite serious.
