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Religion in this context serves the purposes of many various global elitist agendas.""Religion, comprises a system of wishful illusions together with a disavowal of reality, such as we find in an isolated form nowhere else but in amentia, in a state of blissful hallucinatory confusion.""I do not believe in the creed professed by the Jewish church, by the Roman church, by the Greek church, by the Turkish church, by the Protestant church, nor by any church that I know of. They argue that even if I am correct, and that there are no gods, what can the harm be in letting others believe in gods and goddesses.
My answer is that I have no problem with people believing what they want, so long as their beliefs are NOT used as an excuse to inflict harm upon others, extract wealth from them, enslave them, or to justify wars.
While we try to avoid advertisers of fraudulent products, What Really Happened assumes no liability for such fraud. Religion is this tribe over here worshiping one god and this other tribe worshiping 3 gods and this other tribe way over there worshiping 17 gods.""Religion is notorious for conceiving an idea and trying to make it true, either by propaganda or sometimes force...while science makes a discovery and immediately sets about trying to disprove it, just to make sure it's correct before everybody makes idiots of themselves""History shows that the moral and ethical guides that most of us live by did not originate with the monotheistic religions, as proponents of those religions would have us believe.
I know if I said, “The sky is blue on a sunny day,” he would try to prove me wrong.
Sometimes, I don’t feel like we’re on the same team anymore, my son and I, and it breaks my heart.
On days like today, when he’s arguing with everything I say and trying his 8-year-old best to do things his way, it seems I’m fighting against him — like there’s a war going on in my house between me and my son — a distance between us I want to bridge no matter the cost.
There were many feelings I expected to have at this conference I’d been looking forward to attending. I took my seat and pulled out my cell phone as I nervously waited for my tablemates. If he could get me to feel this, then I’d become completely self-absorbed in my own insecurity and miss whatever reason God had for me to be at this event. It’s tough when everything around you screams “merry” while you’re aching with loneliness and feel anything but. This will develop in you a deeper sense of compassion for your fellow travelers. Had I been surrounded by the voices of those people I was so eager to meet that night, I would have surely missed the voice of God.
I rallied in my heart that the Lord must have a special plan for me to meet and connect with the others assigned to my table. In my head I started to have a little pity conversation: It wasn’t audible. I knew it was a thought assigned by God that I needed to ponder. That’s exactly what the enemy would have wanted me to feel.