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I don't need another one of Satan's helpers. Agree to disagree or LEAVE!


I understand when non-believers ask me why bad things happen to good people. I am newer at being saved by grace than I am at being autistic, but I am willing to practice patience and educate people.

That patience is lost when people yell and use sarcasm, taking out on me what I presume they mean toward God. I haven't quite mastered how to shake the bully syndrome I've been caught in since grade school. I comfort my frightened, inner child by ripping my attacker a new ass hole.

Then, of course, I feel bad. I realize I am sinful and live in a sin-laden world.

"If your God is so good, then why does He allow evil?"

Firstly, since you yelled at me, the conversation is over. Insulting me will result in shut out. If you are autistic and have done this, I have to ask if things like empathy and tolerance only apply when it concerns only you.
Secondly, God isn't mine. I am His.
Thirdly, and I am sorry, but-there are no "good" people.
I know that sounds cruel and dark, but it is God's truth. Only God is good. He created a perfect man, Adam, and a perfect woman, Eve. They disobeyed God in the Garden of Eden. This resulted in Original Sin. Everyone has inherited it. Yes, babies are innocent, but the capacity to sin comes at conception.
The answer at the end of this bleakness is Christ. He did die a brutal death on a wooden cross after having His skin torn off of His body and nails driven through his hands and feet-wounded IN MY PLACE for MY transgressions. He also rose again to eternal life.
 I know I am supposed to be showing His character. I know He didn't return insult for insult. I am not perfect. I am a fallen creature. I don't make this an excuse to not improve.
Instead, I pray daily for His Help.
Don't bully and ridicule other Christians. That is what ISIS does-to the extreme. Satan doesn't need any more helpers.
I don't care if you are an atheist or a Buddhist Monk. You don't own the corner in the marketplace of life!
Nobody does.
In the U.S. of A. we have the freedom many have died for to agree to disagree-without fear of persecution. This is dying out.
Instead, if someone else thinks different than you do, cut them down with a machete. This happens in the metaphorical as well as the literal.
In case you doubt me:read this- http://www.charismanews.com/us/60823-ga-governor-demands-pastor-hand-over-his-sermons-mdash-and-his-bible
I repeat, the world doesn't need any more judgement.
There is only One who judges fairly. I thank Him that it ain't me!
If you don't like something you read here, you are free to leave immediately and create your own blog with its own rant post. At least if you live in the U.S.A.
I am free to pray for you, and know that I do.

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