Originally posted by big bern
The declaration of the Bible is called divine revelation. As such, it represents knowledge otherwise unavailable to man, and only accessible by the will of God. You have no reason to not believe in the transmission of the same. You may not believe the message, but you cannot possibly hope to dismiss its deliverance.
If the above sounds vaguely familiar ...[text shortened]... Maybe Iam selfish and just want a day off from tech.regards, Bern. p.s. it's my real nickname!
You know, that bit you posted was so insightful, so concise and written with obvious precision, I was certain it was something I'd written at some point!
I am here to tell you that my initial take on the ..... of Christmas was mispercieved. You are indeed one that is clearly aligned with my direct way of thinking.
Well, good thing that tattoo was henna, eh?
I apologize if i sounded a bit harsh.
It's nearly impossible to take anything on here personally, as most folks don personas far afield than their walking-about personalities; it's kind of a given that their posts may sometimes follow that lead.
I do, however, still stand on my point regarding posting,internet,blah blah blah on Christmas.
My underlying point had mulitple fronts. The purpose of the thread title was to cause scandal. Most folks who have frequented here for any amount of time pretty much know my stance toward all things spiritual, and the idea was to pique curiousity.
The curse has more to do what appears to be compromise on the part of the vocal unbelievers: if Christ means nothing, the remaining trappings of the season don't seem to offer enough compelling reason to establish a cease-fire.
No one can pretend to know what significance is held by another toward any particular day. BUT... if I were an atheist who was as uncomfortable in that position as those who hang out here clearly are, on priniciple alone, I think I'd still be ranting on that holy day.
p.s. it's my real nickname!
That oughta count for something!
The only similarity between me and my moniker is the Freaky part: at least, that's what my wife tells me nearly every day...